Growth, Recognition, and Expansion
As program continued to grow, innovative methods were used to reach isolated communities. An airplane helped transport teachers and supplies to remote schools, while airdrops provided essential materials to villages that were otherwise inaccessible.
In its early years, financial resources were limited because the program relied primarily on voluntary support rather than active fundraising. However, reports of SULADS' impact reached audiences around the world, inspiring generous donors to help sustain and expand the ministry.
Building Self-Sustaining Communities
To strengthen this support, the Mountain View Foundation of the Philippines, Inc. was established to fund community outreach projects, student missionary work, and DXCR radio broadcasts serving communities across central Mindanao. The Foundation also published The Hilltop Messenger, sharing stories of transformed lives and encouraging worldwide support for the ministry.
By the early 1980s, leaders recognized the importance of reducing its dependence on donations. With assistance from the Mountain View Foundation and other partners, livelihood and agricultural projects were introduced in many villages. Community members produced woven mats, furniture, baskets, greeting cards, paper products, and rattan crafts, creating sustainable sources of income while strengthening local communities.

From 1969 to 1990, an estimated 325 students participated in the Student Missionary Program, making it one of Mountain View College's most impactful outreach ministries. After graduating, these student missionaries served in a wide range of professions around the world. A study conducted in the late 1980s found that former student missionaries were three times more likely to earn an advanced degree than those who had not participated in the program. Their service not only transformed the communities they reached but also shaped them into dedicated, well-rounded leaders.
Despite its remarkable success, the program began to decline in the late 1980s and early 1990s due to changes in leadership and shifting perceptions of its value. As promotion and support decreased, the future of the Student Missionary Program became uncertain, and for a time, it appeared that this pioneering ministry might come to an end. But......
It was May 25, 2017 after the Sulads Comprehensive High School for the Lumads seminar at Edlimar Spring resort, Maramag Bukidnon, we (my husband and 3 children age 6, 2, and 1) decided to be at our beloved territory as early as possible so we could reach there when the sun is still up.
When we reached the point where we would start the walk up to the school, my husband suddenly blurted out , " Mama you go ahead because I have something to do for our vehicle for awhile” Without question and delay I followed his suggestion. It was never reasonable for him to say that because our children are with us. Our 2-year-old needs his assistance but with whole hearted approval of my husband's wisdom I cheered the kids to start our hike without Papa yet. Our 6 years old son carried his back pack, our 2 years old daughter just walked her way and our 1 year old daughter hanged in front of me with her carrier. It was never a burdensome walk for me with my three children. We were enjoying the hike the three of us. I tell them Bible stories and we sang together their favorite Sabbath School songs.
When we reached the slippery part my children put off their foot wears and on foot they trod the mud. For all of us it was a very happy walk. Then after a while without our notice we are on the highest peak without my husband. That moment I looked at my 2 year old daughter. It was a great joy in my heart as I witness in amazement how she endured the walk without any assistance from his dad. It was her first time. A mother to see her child enduring discomforts as if just an ordinary play time had brought me to so many reflections. I am a witness how their angels walked with us. I believe with all my heart our angels had watched each of our steps and cheered us with all the songs we were singing.
Not long after my husband saw as that we were already on the top, so he ran as fast as he could to our end.
It was 2 o'clock in the afternoon and the heat of the day was scorching. Under the extreme heat our children started to ask water. They were already thirsty. We never had a single water bottle brought in my desire to carry on light I forgot our water bottle. My husband seeing the need immediately looked around for a spring somewhere.
That day could just be one of our ordinary hike up to the school. But the provision of the Lord for water made it really extra especial. My husband found a small spring of water and without delay we quenched our thirst. We felt alive again. To us it had become our happiest walk ever in our many missionary walks. When we saw right in our very eyes the faithfulness of God to give us that little missionary spring to drink. Who are we? We are just but ordinary missionary family. My children, my husband and I were no special people but the Lord had given us right away the spring. We are nobodies but the good Lord greatly loves the nobodies too. Because to HIM NOBODY IS A SOMEBODY. He loves EVERYBODY the very same way.
In many of our missionary walks there would be times we will be caught in situations where we will be so dried up and exhausted by the heat around. Where we will be tested by the heat of life. Heat that sometimes would lead us to question God or even test God. But like my husband the answer is just but another single step to look for God's provision. The Lord will always provide but we are to make a single step.
In our walk with the Lord as missionaries we are blessed to be in this constant point of reflecting God's goodness even in a simple spring of water. It is our prayer that we continue to grow into a missionary family who will continue to count the goodness of the Lord how small it may be. It is not on how big the miracle is. It is on the truth that the good Lord is faithful. On this truth we will continue to nurture our children.












