FAIR SUNSHINE

This post may seem vague, but it is intentional. This was my first time to cross three rivers to get to just one place, and I brought no slippers. I was wearing only my Chucks. But a little wise thinking enabled me to cross without getting the soles of my feet wet. My children and I were just discussing about going on a hike yesterday, and here I am on a hike trail unplanned.   During a break, I felt a strong conviction to approach this group of locals sitting idly watching our group finish their meal, and so I did. The Lord opened an opportunity for me to share the good news with them. We spoke for about thirty minutes and he, along with his children and friends, was very open to what I shared. We had a friendly exchange, and he was visibly affected when the topic was about accountability and sin.   Simple people are very easy to talk to. No pride or ego involved. No confrontation. But my heart was going out to him as he listened. His name is Roland. Please r

A sodomite kept giving my daughter the evil eye as I was proclaiming the law. He cursed her again and again, and finally went over to an enforcer to most probably complain about his feelings being hurt, only to be ignored and waved off. The police was also listening intently, as were others wearing the Nazareno shirt who stood throughout the whole hour of pleading. The man on the left shared a piece of paper with me that had scripture written on it. At first I thought he was one of those who after listening would challenge the message with trivial questions, but it turned out he wanted to give me an extra hand with his thoughts. He had written down verses that he uses to debate people. Though far from my intentions, and it is still scripture I welcomed his gesture and thanked him for it. The man on the right came over to encourage me as he was interceding on my behalf while I was proclaiming the good news. More than anything else, prayer is most welcome. It is the one thing I

“The people which sat in darkness saw great light; and to them which sat in the region and shadow of death light is sprung up.” Matthew 4:16 It has been strongly placed in my heart since middle of the previous year to visit Samar, but I have been hampered much by the transitions my family and I went through following my leave from the corporate world, until everything cleared out just this last December. After settling my mother-in-law in who just arrived from Canada to spend time with us for three weeks, I went ahead and booked the trip, and threw away the key so to speak, that I would not have a chance to back out again. Three weeks ago, brother Derek and his dear wife Celi, along with three girls in their care, drove to Samar to visit the work there, so I had assumed and was doubly glad to know that I would still get to meet them before they left. Through the providence of the Lord, I arrived safely during the last weekend of their departure back to Manila. I had inte