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Manifesto of Destruction by Subtle Substitution

Journal Entry. 9th of April. 4:26AM. Gleanings from reading The Screwtape Letters by C.S. Lewis. I would not openly demand your worship in the manner I once did of One with whom I had the displeasure of speaking in the wilderness. This fellow I truly hate, let me tell you of Him. In all the time I have been going to and fro in the earth, and from walking up and down in it, He is unlike any I have ever seen.  There was a time when He fasted for so long that I became convinced the opportunity had finally arrived. I waited through every day of weakness, every moment of hunger, expecting at last to find a point at which I can break Him. I know men. They always grow weary. They grow hungry. They grow afraid easily. Given sufficient pressure, they always bend. Given sufficient temptation, they always fall. So there I was, watching him as His body grew famished and His flesh weakened. And therein began my frustration. I appealed to His hunger, and He answered as though truth were ...

Malanday, Valenzuela. 14.717840, 120.956338

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O bando (15.5 kilometers out) was one of the last two places upon my itinerary. Much had changed since I was last here five years ago. The fish port remained, yet at this hour of the afternoon it stood almost deserted. It is not until about one o'clock in the morning, when the fishermen return with their catch, that the place is filled with life and activity. I walked about for a time, acquainting myself once more with the surroundings, and soon perceived that there was scarcely a suitable place from which to address the people. It may be that I shall have to return at midnight, when the crowds are gathered. Yet such a journey cannot be undertaken without thought for my dear wife. I cannot willingly leave her alone at home, and if I go, she must needs accompany me despite her infirmity. I trust the Lord will be pleased to order my steps, and, in His own time, make plain the way wherein I  ought to walk. I departed, knowing not whither I should go next, yet trusting that the...

Street Meeting Thirty Third

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The Gospel of Matthew. Twenty fifth chapter. Verses fourteen up till thirtieth. One Master. Three servants. Each received according to his several ability, yet none was sent away empty-handed. When their lord departed, two immediately applied themselves to the business committed unto them. The other, possessing an unworthy fear of his master, rendered his talent useless by withholding it from the very purpose for which it had been entrusted. The faithful were commended, not because they had been given much, but because they had proved faithful in little. The wicked and slothful servant, though he had done nothing, presumed even to accuse his lord and commend himself, "I may not have added to what is thine, I have not taken away from it either." Yet the master's expectation remained unchanged: that what had been entrusted should yield increase. So it is with us. Time is the most precious commodity committed unto our stewardship, and yet it is that which we squander ...

The Local “Facebook Church”

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Journal Entry. 24th July, 2026. 1:38AM Therefore they that were scattered abroad went every where preaching the word. Acts 8:4 I n modern Christendom, attendance upon the public worship of God is commonly accounted the chief evidence of Christian devotion, though it is often the least costly expression of a believer's profession. It asks but little sacrifice, exposes us to but little reproach for the name of Christ, and requires but little denial of self (I say modern, for it is different in mountain and tribal regions where believers sacrifice walking for hours for fellowship, barefoot through rivers and forests at the cost of life and limb, and back still without anything to eat) . Yet there is a solemn difference between assembling faithfully with the saints, according to the commandment of Scripture, and resting in that attendance as though it fulfilled the whole duty of the Christian life. I sometimes think of men such as Foxe or Purves, not writing of the theology of ...

Repost: A Missionary's Story. Reflections After One Year in Peru

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I have been young, and now am old, Yet have I not seen the righteous forsaken, Nor his seed begging bread. Psalm 37:25 W e have now been (back) in Peru for one year, as a family of four. When we first arrived in Peru as missionaries, we had no children, and we had only been married for six months. We had also been saved for a very short time. One of the first books that marked our lives and ministry as young Christians was George Muller’s “Answers to Prayer” . This book impacted our lives so deeply, that we asked God to give us the same kind of faith that George Muller had. Many people have said that George Muller had the gift of faith. However, he never considered himself to have the “gift of faith”, but was only obeying what he saw in the Scriptures. George Muller was a man who brought all of his prayers and requests to God, pouring out his needs to Him, and trusting that God alone would impress the hearts of fellow-believers, who in turn would feel the burden, desire, and need t...

Nothing In My Hand I Bring

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Journal Entry. 20th July, 2026. 1:42 AM T he heart of man ever leans upon seeking its worth in that which it can accomplish. Some labor to distinguish themselves by success in their calling, others by the esteem of men, and not a few by an outward diligence in the duties of religion. Even the preaching of the Gospel, if divorced from love towards Christ, may become but another work whereby the conscience seeketh to justify itself before men or to quiet its own uneasy accusations. Yet such pursuits take us very far from true rest. Performance is a master that is never satisfied. The more it demandeth, the more it requireth; and the soul that serveth it soon findeth itself wearied by its labors and embittered by its continual disappointments. No measure of human achievement can bestow that peace which God alone is able to give. But when the soul is brought to behold the love of God in Christ—a love that had its beginning in His eternal purpose and shall know no end—it ceaseth f...

Street Meeting Thirty Second

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But to him that worketh not, but believeth on him that justifieth the ungodly, his faith is counted for righteousness. Romans 4:5 I t is a wondrous mystery that the thrice-holy God should delight to reveal Himself as the God who justifieth the ungodly. He who is infinitely righteous declareth the guilty, "not guilty." He pronounceth the condemned to be innocent, not by overlooking their sin, but by satisfying His own justice in the person of His beloved Son. The ungodly are those who, by nature, desire nothing of God and have no delight in Him. They are estranged from His life, at enmity with His holiness, and content to remain far from Him. Yet it is precisely such sinners that God delighteth to justify. He doth not wait until they have become godly before receiving them; rather, He justifieth the ungodly, that by His grace they might become what they never could have been by nature. Herein shineth the glory of the Gospel. God is not merely the Judge who cond...

Street Meeting Thirty First

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O f late there hath appeared some encouragement in our public meetings, the number of hearers seeming to increase, and certain familiar faces returning from week to week. I have been somewhat comforted in the hope that the Lord, if He be pleased to grant us perseverance in the work, shall in His own appointed season cause the seed thus scattered to bring forth fruit unto the praise of His glorious name. Yet I should take caution not to look too much upon appearances, but continue in the work whether I see fruit or no, knowing that the increase belongs wholly unto God. As for myself, I find the same fear returning whenever the hour draws near for me to stand before the people. I had once supposed that much doing of the same thing would make it easier, but I find it otherwise in spiritual things. The fear remains so long as the wretchedness remains. Experience may teach a man what he is able to do, increasing his confidence in himself; but faith grows quite differently. The more I am...