FAIR SUNSHINE

I cannot explain it, yet there remained within me a quiet feeling that I must return unto this place today. On the former occasion I had made excuse and withheld the sowing of the Word, though afterward my conscience merely slept on it. There lingered upon my heart the sense that obedience had been delayed through fear and hesitation. Today I was constrained once more to go unto that place, yet this time the Lord showed me a quiet kindness through my wife, who graciously offered to accompany me. By her presence there was granted unto my heart a measure of calm which I had not known on former occasions. The usual burden of anxiety that so often oppressed me whenever I ventured out alone seemed greatly diminished, as though a gentle hand had lightened the load I carried within. And so the journey which once felt heavy and fearful was softened by the grace of shared fellowship, and I gave thanks unto God for the comfort He so kindly provided. There seemed to abide in that place a ...

Journal entry. 4.42AM. 31st of April. 2026. My low esteem has followed me from early childhood. From those joyless years there grew within me a deep poverty of heart which I carried as a burden hidden wherever I went. In my youth I was bullied and wounded by others, and in college I gave myself over to rebellion and folly. I withdrew from the fellowship of men, for I had learned to despise both my past, myself, and the company of others. So consumed was I by self-pity that I began to cherish my misery as though it were a crown. I gloried in the image of being a ruined young man, mistaking sorrow for depth and bitterness for understanding. Though I was raised in a religious household and taught the things of God from my earliest days, my soul did not grow heavenward. Instead, like a wandering sheep, I grew farther and farther away. Even now, whenever I set my thoughts before others, my heart mocks me. No sooner have I posted a video or published an article from my journal, that a harsh ...

Human history is but a long, dusty trail of ruins left behind by the pride of man, a graveyard of empires where the hand of God has brought the lofty low and wiped the defiant from the face of the earth. It is a truth written in the blood of kings: pride is not merely a flaw, but a fatal poison. To harbor this sin is to guarantee a total and eternal separation from the Creator, for God resists the proud but giveth grace to the humble. We see this divine hand at work in the records of old. Nebuchadnezzar, the golden head of Babylon, walked in his palace and boasted of the "Great Babylon" he had built by the might of his own power (Daniel 4:30) . In an instant, his reason was taken, and he was driven to eat grass like the oxen until his hair grew like eagles' feathers. Yet, in His infinite mercy, God gave him grace to live. He was granted the solemn privilege of recording his own humiliation in the Holy Scripture (Daniel 4:37) , that his chapter might stand as a perp...

Matthew 21:23-46 / Mark 11:27-12:12 / Luke 20:1-19 "Tell us," the Pharisees arrogantly demanded, standing entitled in their own perceived righteousness, that Jesus should explain by what authority He performed His wonders. They sat as judges over the very Christ of God, determining in their biased minds to expose Him as an impostor, and somebody who is beneath them. So it is to this very day. Every audience present in the public proclamation of the Gospel assumes this same position of judgment. They size up the messenger as though he were a commoner, thinking whether what this fellow says is worth their attention, or if he is at least amusing enough to spare a few minutes of their vanity. The unregenerate soul looks upon the Truth not as a life-line to a drowning man, but as a curiosity to be measured against his own biases and the stubborn pride of his personal beliefs. More often than not, he judges the message of salvation to be a thing of so little weight that it may b...

Every true hearted Christian who tries to do good in the world, must make up his mind to be treated like his Master. He must never be surprised to find, that the self-righteous and the worldly-minded dislike his ways. He will be regarded as meddlesome, disorderly, and self-conceited, a pestilent fellow, and a troubler of Israel (Acts 24:5; 1 Kings 18:17) . Scripture-readers, district-visitors, lay-agents, and unordained missionaries, are specially liable to meet with such treatment. And worst of all they will often meet with enemies, where they ought to find friends.  Let all who are attacked by the world for trying to do good, take comfort in the thought that they are only drinking of the cup which Christ drank, Their Master in heaven sympathizes with them. Let them work on patiently, and believe that, if they are faithful, their work will speak for itself. The world's opposition is sure to attend every really good work. If the servants of Christ are to cease from every movemen...

I am blessed to commend the advancement of the Gospel through the saints at Reformed Presbyterian Church Dumaguete led by Pastor Nate Sonner. Praise God. Jesus Christ is Lord.

We are but finite creatures, tethered to the testimony of our senses and dependent upon what our human faculties provide. Faith in the unseen is a concept foreign to our fallen nature; it is a seed planted in a soil that naturally rejects it. We find that we never possess enough of it, and while our days endure, we shall always stand in desperate need of more. It is difficult enough to trust in the things that we already see and perceive, yet who among the sons of Adam truly believes in that which is beyond our sight, much less in promises that are yet to be fulfilled? Our sight is short, and our hearts are prone to demand evidence, yet the Lord Jesus calls us to follow that path He walked that defies the evidence of the flesh. To believe without seeing is a work not of man, but of a sovereign grace that sustains the soul when the world offers nothing but shadows. What a man perceives as true concerning the future will inevitably govern how he walks in the present. If he hold...

May the Lord’s work in Dumaguete flourish through His redeemed saints who have taken a stand to bear the witness of the Gospel of Jesus Christ before the public. We share deeply in their joy, joining our spirits with them and all those who stand to proclaim the everlasting glories of Christ Jesus and the sure, righteous judgments of God against all sin and rebellion. There is a holy satisfaction in the public declaration of the testimony of the cross, the only refuge for the lost. As they stand before the public, let their hearts be strengthened by the knowledge that to partake in His suffering is to eventually partake in His glory. May the Spirit grant them a boldness that is tempered with humility and a persistence that remains unfazed by opposition. May the blessings of the Lord manifest in their obedience as they willingly share in His humiliation, advancing by nothing but in the power of the Holy Spirit. All photos and video materials are used with permission from R...

Help me, O LORD God, my strength. Judge us. In the power of thine Spirit, lift up the glory of your name. Revive the weak. Quicken and harden whom thou wilt. But proclaim, redeem the reverence of your name. Let the words of your mouth devour the proud. Let all those who are against your Christ be found as liars. Thou art the first and the last, who died, and art now alive forevermore. Thou art God, the one true LORD of heaven and earth. Of the kingdoms, seen and unseen. The Christ whom the Father hath exalted, The Almighty who now sits upon the throne of power. The righteous Judge and merciful Savior. Glorify thy name in this life thou hast redeemed. The more I am enabled to proclaim the majesty of God, the more I am discouraged at myself. It is a striking paradox of this ministry—that as the glory of the Creator is lifted up, the unworthiness of the creature is also laid bare. Before the majesty of His holiness, my own wretchedness becomes more pronounced, leavin...

M any things may happen outside of our own careful planning, yet the day invariably ends with God being praised for the sovereign hand He lays upon all our affairs. I ended up where I didn't plan to be but did what I was supposed to do. I did not know where to go, so I drove north toward Pandi for an hour, hoping to find a well-populated location to preach; yet there was really none to be found. The long drive began to feel like a waste, a fruitless expenditure of time and gas. Still, I stayed on that unfamiliar road until the aimlessness became unbearable, and I stopped by the side of the road at Bustos to ask for divine assistance on where I was to go. I had already passed the roads that would have taken me back home, but I refused to end this day with nothing. This particular location came to mind. But it was forty three kilometers going the opposite south. Without reasoning against it, I immediately turned back and took the Bypass straight to Balagtas, exiting at MacArthur Hig...