Nine Thousand Steps

Nine Thousand Steps

- July 29, 2017

I found myself at this stop at the corner of Taft and Vito Cruz on my way home on the commute. I opted to take the bus and train to work yesterday, first, because my coding day falls on a Friday, and second, it is a good excuse to minister along the way. I may do this on a regular basis and simply walk to where people are, since the tracts I had just flew off my hands and were gone in the first half and two kilometers, I found that people minding their stalls on the sidewalks tend to receive more readily than those who are merely passing by or walking. I get the benefit of both worlds, one advances the Kingdom, the other benefits my health. 9,898 steps.

After securing permission from the enforcers present I went up to my pulpit.

This particular intersection is perfect since the stoplights for both vehicles and pedestrians are mostly red at length, those in the cars got to hear portions of the Gospel as well, the same with the people waiting for the light to turn green to cross. Not a lot of students today, but people needing the good news are plenty, there is never any shortage. Pedicabs, traffic enforcers, pedestrians, vendors, even those dining inside the establishments received the good rain of the gospel. May the Lord send more workers into his harvest. To think I have wasted so much time in apathy thinking myself to be Christian but could not care less about Christ's kingdom or the lost. Such selfishness and ingratitude! Woe is me if I do not preach the Gospel!

The downside of commuting is the horrendous traffic along my route. I arrived home after more than 4 hours, past 8:30 PM to a safe and happy family. I always rejoice and give thanks whenever my house comes into view as I walk or drive inside our village. Every safe turn of the wheel is by grace. Every safe journey home is answered prayer. Every hug I get when I arrive home is a gift.

May the good Lord bless each person's home who have heard the salvation of The Lord Jesus Christ and read the tract. May I be strengthened to stand in the gap for them in unfailing intercession.

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Kletos Covenantal Ministries is a small house gathering of Christians inside Brgy. Batia, Bocaue, Bulacan standing solely on the absolute authority, sufficiency, and inerrancy of God's Holy Word by the power of the Holy Spirit for the glory of God, the Father of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. We are Presbyterian in church polity. We adhere strongly to the Westminster Confession of Faith (Larger and Smaller), the Athanasian and Nicene Creeds, and the Heidelberg Catechism. Our emphasis is on prayer, experimental/experiential preaching, the active proclamation of God's word in public, catechism, and daily intentional Family Worship in the homes.

Who I Am

I am a husband, and a father.

I am a mere recipient of my Father's mercy by the gracious merit of my Lord and Savior, Jesus, the Christ of God.
An unprofitable servant.

Raised as a Roman Catholic, lived like a demon for 24 years in that religion, became a "Christian" and joined a rich church twice, while living as a hypocrite for 19 more years, 14 of those in adultery. Finally found by Christ out of his own good mercy, convicted of my severe offenses, I realized I was helplessly lost. Regenerated and renewed according to the will of God through Christ and the power of the Holy Spirit. Granted the gift of repentance and faith. Was saved. Washed in the blood of the Lamb. Passed from death unto life. Justified. Dying daily in sanctification. Soon to be glorified.

I pray in God's mercy that I may endure to the end carrying His name, proclaiming His kingdom, and preaching the good news of Christ's salvation, the good work of regeneration by the Holy Spirit, and the victorious power of the Resurrection unto sanctification which is in Christ Jesus, to all who will believe and behave the gospel.

I do not believe Christ saved me to merely hide inside a church building to be a good member, but He enlisted me to be a warring soldier for His kingdom to come; nor do I believe the Holy Spirit indwells in a believer and lets him live as the same old person prior to being saved. If, despite my service, the most Sovereign Lord assigns me to hell at the end, then I have no merit of my own to present to him for myself, other than that which is found in Christ. Though I deserve His justice, I can only plead His mercy. Regardless, God is still truly worthy of all service, worship, and praise.

I am in no way superior, more good, or better than the person I meet on the street. The only difference is I fully realize that I am a guilty criminal before God and that I rightly deserve to die under his justice, yet by His mercy and grace He forgave me - and so I am eternally grateful for this act of kindness that no good act in my entire life can ever truly repay. The common "churchian" knows this, yet has no evidence for it. I am of no such company.

Out of gratitude, I willingly set out to fulfill the Great Commission of proclaiming the good news about the Lord Jesus Christ where all the fishes are - out on the street. Faithfully declaring the clear Gospel of repentance unto salvation, which is able to save to the uttermost, the newness of life in Christ, the persecution that comes with such profession, and the terrifying wrath & judgment of God to come upon the sons of disobedience.

If I lift Him up therefore, He will in turn draw His elect to Himself, thus glorifying the Father, who deserves the reverence He demands from all people and creation. May the Lamb that was slain receive the reward for his suffering.

Grace alone.
Faith Alone.
Christ alone.
Scripture alone.
For the glory of God alone.