FAIR SUNSHINE

Journal Entry. 3:48AM. 23rd, October. 2025 To obey the commands of God, by itself, is truly simple. The actual difficulty, however, lies in the struggle and resistance of disobeying the desires of the self. For in the contest between God's will and your own, the one to whom you grant the greater affection will be, without fail, the law you choose to obey.

In January, 1741, at the town of Bala, Harris was savagely assaulted. The local clergyman, in what he called an effort 'to defend the Church' , opened a barrel of beer on the main street and used it to entice a mob to attack the evangelist.  The fury of the persecutors was such that one of them fell into a fit from the transport of his passion. Another was loud for hurling Harris from the top of a rock into the lake hard by. The women also were as fiendish as the men, for they besmeared him with mire, while their companions... belabored him with their fists and clubs... inflicting such wounds that his path could be marked in the street by the crimson stains of his blood. The enemy continued to persecute him... striking him with sticks and staves, until overcome with exhaustion he fell to the ground... They still abused him, though prostrate; until one of his persecutors... perhaps apprehensive of a prosecution for murder if the abuse were pro longed, became his rescuer and.....

Posting for the record, the pins of locations we have taken the message of the glorious Gospel to since 2017. The grayed out ones with numbers are the locations I am scheduled to visit. If the LORD wills, the chapters of my short life will close with this—my reason for existence, summarized in one insignificant google map. The LORD God of heaven and earth has been faithful and merciful, in keeping me from much harm, since I began lifting up His name (Psalm 40:11) . The great privilege given me as my life's work, was to proclaim the salvation of my LORD. I have told the glad news of deliverance in the great congregation; behold! I spared no words! O LORD, you know this is true.  Psalm 40:9  

I am diligently setting forth the boundaries of the list of municipalities wherein I purpose to deliver the divine Word in the coming months! Though the fields for the Gospel's sowing are vast beyond measure, I have, through prayerful consideration, confined my exertions to that which, by the Lord's grace, one man might possibly achieve. May the Almighty, in His boundless mercy, mercifully keep this unprofitable servant from the snares of ambition or self-deception.  This itinerary will require a span of somewhat beyond four months for its completion. I shall commence with four appointed locales in the first month, followed by a like number in the succeeding month, and so forth. My intention is to address the populace in two separate places each day, rotating my ministry amongst the designated locations on a daily, alternating rhythm. Seventeen new locations, and three to revisit. Two I am to revisit, with the exception of Obando, are considerably far from me. Going from one p...

This two hundred and thirty page book, is the third that I have managed to finish in one sitting. The details are simply too incomprehensible and exhausting to process. It is a different brand of Christianity from what we commonly know today. Not the type that reaches safely from a distance, but charges head on into the fray. At times it seems Adoniram and his wife, Ann, were on their own. The difficulties, sickness, and death, all continue to pile up one after the other in an unending and worsening fashion. The mission wears on long for years, and with every turn, life-threatening danger, or tragedy.  As you read this short summary of the life of Adoniram Judson, you will see that God indeed prevails, and that He is in total control of even the minute of circumstance. It was incredible to read how God saved the translations when Adoniram never imagined to see them again. The fruit of His sacrifice for Burma, testify of God's sovereign hand. The translation of the Bible that Adon...

This morning was gloomy. Heavy with clouds, and was threatening to rain. Come afternoon we were granted a pleasant sunny weather.  The text for the sheep was on Luke 21:35-48 . How that we should always be watching in constant readiness, having a mindset of instant accountability when we are suddenly called to stand before the Master. It reminds us, that those who are blessed , are the ones whom his master will find so  doing when he comes. Christ, our Blessed Redeemer, is immeasurably gracious and bountiful to those servants who exhibit such faithfulness and vigilance, yet He is just as unsparing and severe in His judgment upon the unfaithful. Our mere profession of His name affords us no guarantee whatsoever of our standing. Many who believe themselves secure shall be utterly astonished when they are numbered amongst the unbecoming, and still greater shall be their consternation to behold the very heathen shown more clemency than themselves in their final punishment....

Journal Entry. 230AM. 12th, October. 2025 Many thoughts run through my head, the very least of which concerns the surgery I am about to undergo. The street meetings must continue since we are petitioning for it and expecting an outpouring from the Lord. The last Lord's day found me in the emergency room, instead of in ministry with the beloved brethren, being injected with medication to bring down the pain. My only distraction was to think of the people I invited to return the previous Lord's day—what if they did come, and discount my absence as one of bad faith? I am thankful the Lord does not follow my plans and schedule. Everything will work for our good (Rom 8:28) .  It seemed this past week after that Sunday, my body was against me, threatening once again to put the work to a halt. With the constant pain on my side already holding me back, my left ankle became swollen overnight, preventing me from walking. As if that was not enough to immobilize me, my old disease fla...

Journal Entry. Late Morning. 8th, October. 2025 Studied the region of Norzagaray and created a new route that would include all the major thoroughfares of each barangay. I still have three urban locations to scout: Tigbe, San Lorenzo, and Friendship Village Resources. It is a huge undertaking considering this is just one municipality alone (there are 13) . I am seeing this will take a month's worth of persistent work (per municipality) . How many public pleadings per week I still do not know. I am beside myself imagining ahead—the physical toil it would require considering my present health issues, the dangers that may arise on the road, and in interacting with the people. The LORD is my stay.  There are things to be prayerfully considered prior to committing to it. Already I can see the enemy moving against me this early, but greater is He who is in me than he who is in the world (1 John 4:4) . If there are brethren reading this, show me kindness: I covet your prayers. I will ...

Journal Entry. Evening. 6th of October. 2025 Kept thinking about the street meeting we missed. Wrestling with the conviction that once a week may not see as much fruit as going out more often. Herein is an idea in line with what I had in my heart for a month now, yet careful not to make a rash vow. Whitefield's activities in Scotland supply further evidence of the carefulness with which he planned his work of preaching. His first three weeks were spent in Edinburgh. During this period he fulfilled his busy schedule of preaching, but he also used this time to familiarize himself with the land and to consider how best to reach its people. Thus he developed plans for an itinerary which would allow him, while using Edinburgh as his base, to range out on a series of evangelistic excursions, each one usually of a week's duration, first in one direction and then in another, thereby covering the major portion of southern Scotland. Then, during the next two months (September and October...

This new book has arrived, late, but perfectly timed for my reflection. It is the second volume by Mr. Arnold Dallimore, and it speaks plainly of the failings of truly great men. He recounts the saddening loss of Howell Harris and the contention between the prideful Wesley brothers and the dear, good-hearted Mr. George Whitefield. The contents of this volume are far more explicit than the first. In truth, some parts are so shocking that I struggle to believe them. It is a terrible reminder: even when men of faith are mightily used by God, they remain only men, full of wretchedness and sin. I had painted them in my mind as "Men of God" without blemish, but this book shows them in full light—their humanity, their struggles, and their arguments. Though I shall never reach their heights of usefulness in ministry, I am now better reminded to look inward, to keep up a constant self-examination, and to strive for faithfulness with the very little that has been entrusted to my care. ...

The bulk of the clergy was no longer favourable to him, and regarded him with suspicion as an enthusiast and a fanatic. They were especially scandalized by his preaching the doctrine of regeneration or the new birth, as a thing which many baptized persons greatly needed! The number of pulpits to which he had access rapidly diminished. Churchwardens, who had no eyes for drunkenness and impurity, were filled with intense indignation about what they called “breaches of order.” Bishops, who could tolerate Arianism, Socinianism, and Deism, were filled with indignation at a man who declared fully the atonement of Christ and the work of the Holy Ghost, and began to denounce him openly. In short, from this period of his life, Whitefield’s field of usefulness within the Church of England narrowed rapidly on every side.   The step which at this juncture gave a turn to the whole current of Whitefield’s ministry was his adoption of the system of open-air preaching. Seeing that thousands ...

It was by providence that I came across this recommended read by a dear missionary brother in Peru. After researching the title and some more reading I purchased the kindle version immediately with what was left of my money. So convicting was the narration of Bruce Olson I simply could not leave it off, that I finished it in three hours. It was a profound realization that God had wonderfully steered me in the right direction from the beginning. I have long sought the mercies of God for a clearer vision, and with this, all the cloud of confusion surrounding our circumstances lifted. I highly recommend this book. It will challenge the present illusions of our comfortable Christianity. Bruchko: The Astonishing True Story of a 19-Year-Old American, His Capture by the Motilone Indians and His Adventures in Christianizing the Stone Age Tribe  by  Bruce Olson What happens when a nineteen-year-old boy leaves home and heads into the jungles to evangelize a murderous tribe of South Amer...

Our third street meeting took place on the promenade of the town proper's municipal hall. Because of the previous violent protests in and around Metro Manila, the administration shuttered the park to protect it from potential vandalism. Last Sunday it was closed for a night market, prompting us to hold fellowship at a nearby diner to share a meal and continue our message on the chronological events of the life of Christ. Despite the rain throughout the first two meetings, we persisted. We were blessed with beautiful weather this Sunday. The authorities informally permitted us to conduct our meeting here even while the area remains closed to the public. We were able to invite the few folks in the park to join us for a seat. Both the saints and the common folk were considered in our exegesis of Luke 12:13-34. I spoke to them as fellow humans and begged them as souls heading to eternity. Before we read the word, a group of six young adults sat not far from us. We invited them to ...

A year went by. Hudson read his Bible through for the fortieth time. He wrote hundreds of letters and prayed constantly for China and the missionaries who served there. The news that Jennie had cancer hardly changed their lives at all. Both of them were already living in the light of eternity. Although she was thin and weak, she told a friend, "I couldn't be better cared for or happier. I'm nearly home. What will it be to be there! The Lord is taking me slowly and gently." And so He was. On July 29, 1904, Jennie died with Hudson at her bedside. Hudson was now seventy-two years old and badly wanted to go back to China. There were so many people to encourage there and so many people to thank. So, in the spring of 1905, he and his son Howard, now also a medical doctor, and Howard's wife, Geraldine, set off on Hudson's eleventh journey to China. And what a trip it was. Hudson was able to visit many areas by train now. Trains were much more comfortable than the whe...

Triumphs come at a cost. Such is the story of the cross. There are no victories where none dares to count the cost. All die, not all die for something of eternal worth. Even our view of death is marred by sin as unfortunate. But for a child of God it is merely the end of sorrows and the beginning of endless joy. *** By Christmas 1869, Hudson and Maria had made the most difficult decision of their married lives. Their four oldest children, Herbert, Howard, Samuel, and Maria were to be sent back to England to stay with their grandparents. It would be safer for them there, and they could go to a regular school. At that time it was quite normal for children to be sent home like this, but it still upset Hudson and Maria to think they wouldn’t be seeing their children for a long time. They decided to keep one-year-old Charles with them because he was too young to be separated from his parents. Also, Maria was pregnant again and due to give birth in the middle of the year, so Charles would ha...

It was May 25, 1866. The following day, the first official group of missionaries from the China Inland Mission would set sail aboard the Lammermuir , bound for Shanghai. Hudson put his pen down and smiled. He had just completed writing a passenger list to give to Captain Bell the next day. He looked at the list. His name was at the top, along with Maria’s and their four children, six-year-old Grace, five-year-old Herbert, three-year-old Howard, and little Samuel, nearly two years old. Listed below the children were the names of the only other married couple in the group, Lewis and Eliza Nicol. Lewis was a blacksmith from Scotland. Below them were the names of five single men: James Williamson, George Duncan, Josiah Jackson, John Sell, and William Rudland. Following them were the names of the single women: Jane McLean, Emily Blatchley, Jennie Faulding, Mary Bausum, Mary Bell, Louise Desgraz, Elizabeth Rose, Mary Bowyer, and Susan Barnes. Hudson prayed for each name on the list and asked...

Very early in the course of His ministry, the Lord Jesus taught His people that they were to be the light— not of Jerusalem, not of Judea, nor yet of the Jewish nation, but— of the world . And He taught them to pray—not as the heathen, who use vain and unmeaning repetitions; nor yet as the worldly-minded, who ask first and principally (if not solely) for their own private benefit and need: "For," said He, " your Father knoweth what things ye have need of before ye ask Him. After this manner therefore pray ye:— " Our Father which art in heaven, " Hallowed be Thy name; " Thy kingdom come; " Thy will be done; as in heaven, so in earth." And it was only after these petitions, and quite secondary to them, that any personal petitions were to be offered. Even the very moderate one, "Give us this day our daily bread," followed them. Is not this order too often reversed in the present day? Do not Christians often really feel, and also act, as t...

When a man's heart inclines him to rely upon his fellowmen for the easing of his earthly afflictions, he unwittingly learns a dangerous lesson: to place his faith in frail, mortal flesh. And when those upon whom he has fixed his anxious hopes fail to render the sought-for assistance, he is left to harbor the dark spirits of bitterness and self-pity. Yet, we must acknowledge the tender hand of our Creator.  God, in His boundless love, permits these very troubles to enter the lives of His beloved children for the sole, glorious purpose that we might be compelled to lift our gaze and look entirely to Him. Only when our full reliance is thus fixed upon the heavens does He then see fit to move the hearts of men to aid our cause. This temporal assistance is given, not as the primary relief, but as a final, blessed revelation—to help us finally behold that He was present with us throughout the entire trial; that He is truly Immanuel, and that our full and unwavering trust must rest in ...