FAIR SUNSHINE

How much of what is required of us do we really accomplish? We go out, we minister, we raise our voices, but have we wept? Have we really wept? No man can stand before God with his head held high; as our knees will bow so will we. How do we lift up our lamentations then? Do we say 'Who hath believed our report? And to whom is the arm of the Lord revealed?' Must we be satisfied going out with all faith and strength, catching one or two fishes? Do we trust our nets more? Do we trust our office? Is it not the Lord who brings the fishes to the fisherman's nets? Did he not say to us, 'I will make you fishers of men'? Do we make excuses 'I am merely planting seeds for now,' when those who have marched before us have had reports of sweeping revivals and thousands of conversions in one day? Are we sentenced merely to be caught in a dearth of discernment in these last days? Have we wept? Have we really wept? Jesus wept. Are we better than he? Condem...

Cloth that speaks truth. An adulterer. A fornicator. An experienced thief. An expert liar. A filthy curse machine and blasphemer. An irresponsible father. A selfish, abusive and worthless husband. A porn addict. A chronic masturbator. A devious man of mischief. A coward. A malicious backstabber. A frustrated murderer. A prisoner of lust. A self-satisfied, self-righteous, self-centered, self-pitying, proud, ambitious, arrogant and boastful rebel, traitor and self-idolater. A lost, ignorant, stupid, condemned and hell-bound sinner. One big religious hypocrite. Pretty much like any average good person reading this. Till Christ came looking for me, and called me out of death & darkness into his marvelous light. Luke 8:38-39  Now the man out of whom the devils were departed besought him that he might be with him: but Jesus sent him away, saying, Return to thine own house, and shew how great things God hath done unto thee. And he went his way, and published throughout the w...

In my 4 A.M. devotions since the beginning of this ministry last April, I have asked repeatedly to be sent like-minded brethren with such zeal for the Lord. Last June during the sodomite march that specific prayer was graciously answered. Yesterday, driving my wife home from the hospital after consultation for her recurring abdominal pains I received a text message that my brothers were having fellowship near my vicinity! This is very unusual since they live more than 50 miles away. After securing my wife at home I went out to meet them. It turns out I actually live just a kilometer away from a brother. It was refreshing to be in familiar company and to be thoroughly saturated once again with no other subject except the Lord's goodness. There were also various doctrinal exchanges, to which I silently sat there listening with intent. Thank you to brother Marvin for showing us hospitality. After prayer and supplications, we walked the quarter mile to the market. These are ju...

As in most cases, there is a tendency for men to boast much about their achievements for the Lord, perhaps too much that they have made idols out of their ministries. They will of course not admit this, but their prayer life will say otherwise, if they have indeed such a life. They may utter a sentence or two, say grace before meals, pray over a man on the street, but they have not known brokenness before God, waiting long nights and weeks agonizing for souls. They have either forgotten or is not aware that it is God who brings people into His kingdom. It is God who adds daily such as who should be saved. When a man relies on the strength of the arm of the flesh, he is sure to retain some desire to promote his work. But when a man finds solace in the isolation of the prayer closet, it is then that he realizes he is, with all his ministry, but a worm in the presence of such a terrifying and Holy God. It is my deepest desire, in these dire times, for the children of God everywhere to ...

Santa Cruz, Manila is known to be a very busy place. Given that Divisoria, the city's main center for everything cheap and readily available, is right next to it. There is probably close to a few hundred thousand people that ply the route daily. That being said, Doroteo Jose Light Rail Transit station doubles as the pick up and drop off point of provincial buses that dump tens of thousands of commuters daily. If you find yourself here between 6 P.M. to 10 P.M. you will have to fall into a very long line of people waiting for buses trapped in Metro Manila traffic to arrive. Sometimes it will take you up to five buses before you can finally get a ride. This night was particularly heavily congested: there were no buses and it was raining. I estimate the people waiting in line under the rain inside the muddy terminal to be over a thousand. I did not want to go home without accomplishing anything for the Lord, and the opportunity for all these people to hear the Gospel grab...

John Harper  (29 May 1872 – 15 April 1912) He was a Baptist pastor from Great Britain who died in the Titanic disaster on the North Atlantic. Harper was born in the village of Houston, Renfrewshire, Scotland, in 1872. He personally embraced his parents' Christian faith at age 14 and began preaching at 18. He supported himself in early adulthood by doing manual labor in a mill until Baptist pastor E.A.Carter of Baptist Pioneer Mission in London heard of his preaching and placed him in ministry work in Govan, Scotland. In 1897, he became the first pastor of Paisley Road Baptist Church in Glasgow, Scotland. Under his care, the church quickly grew from 25 members to over 500 and soon moved to a new location on Plantation Street. In 1922, it moved into its present building on Craigiehall Street and was renamed Harper Memorial Baptist Church in his honor. At the time of the Titanic disaster, Harper was 39, a widower with a six-year-old daughter, Annie Jessie (Nana), an...

It was too much of a blessing to have been invited to stand side by side with these warriors. One that I wasn't willing to pass up the opportunity, hence I took the commute once again, braving an hour and a half standing crooked inside the provincial bus headed to the city at 5:30 AM in the morning. Our first stop would be an old haunt, the infamous SM North Metro Rail Transit Station where throngs of people line up to catch the train to work. Brother Roland was already sowing the Word when I arrived, joined shortly by brothers Michael and Manny, a kind soul whom I have met just this day but have closely knit myself to instantly. We took turns speaking to the people, who many as expected just went past as if we weren't there, but with the few who took our tracts, I blessed the Lord within myself in thanksgiving. I have learned so much already after just an hour with them, my spirit in me rejoicing at the sound of their voices talking about no other subject bu...

From my journal entry, late evening of Friday, August 4, 2017. The Lord was pleased to reveal to me my heart in front of my children, and with his grace, as quickly as I manifested it, all the more willingly I humbled myself. I have seen how yet corrupt I am; how in the smallest of spaces sin has kept silently waiting to once again expose its vile head. It was the good Lord's pleasure to place my loathesome heart before me, a good answer to my inward wonder of these dry eyes, and weariness in intimate prayer. In his love he allows me to fall, so that the thoughts of my own heart might be revealed to me. What a marvelous show of mercy towards my unbelief: wisdom for ignorance, mercy for unbelief! I have been the old man for more than three and forty years, yet have wrongly expected release in the new creature from those years in just three. I see God is working behind fall after fall after fall, in meeting each with grace abounding unto more grace, and as it may strangely app...