FAIR SUNSHINE

M y uncle passed shortly after midday today, becoming the fifth among those who helped raise me now taken away by death. Three of his sisters yet remain, though one also walks beneath the affliction of cancer. First departed my grandmother, then my grandfather, afterward the eldest daughter, my aunt, then my father, and now today my uncle also hath gone. What weighed most heavily upon my spirit was not merely the succession of deaths themselves, but the fearful consideration that they all passed, so far as the truth of God's word declares, outside the saving grace of God. I found myself pausing in silence, striving to comprehend the dreadful breadth of such a reality: beloved relatives passing onward into a Christless eternity. There are truths which the mind may confess doctrinally, yet when Providence sets them so near as of one’s own household, they strike the heart with altogether different force. Yet even amidst these sorrowful meditations, I find reason to give thanks unto my...

Jesus said to them, “The reason you are wrong, is because you know neither the Scriptures nor the power of God." Mark 12:24 H ow much of our theology, both historical and present, hath sprung from ignorance of Scripture, and from unbelief concerning the power of God? Error seldom enters displaying its own deformity, but creeps in under pretenses and smooth words, appearing harmless until you inspect its fruit. Unbelief is a monstrous thing, possessing many heads and many disguises. It turns the soul aside subtly into crooked paths and dark places in the carnal heart, leading men by gradual degrees into confusion and falsehood. From it have arisen countless heresies and distortions, too many to reckon and too grievous to number. For when men cease to believe God in the fullness of what He hath spoken, they begin to fashion substitutes of their own imagining. It is a humbling thing that a man may give assent unto truth, and yet walk at a distance from the power and life contained ...

I have delayed writing this particular entry since the sixteenth of April, chiefly because I knew not what ought to be said concerning it. Yet as I now look back upon that day, I see that the Lord had His own purpose in it, though at the time it seemed ordinary and uncertain to me. On that day I encountered several members of the Watchtower sect who shared the same kiosk space wherein we frequently proclaim the gospel. There was a certain tension in the atmosphere, for though we occupied the same public place, we stood upon very different foundations concerning the truth of Christ. Yet I was reminded that error is not overcome through strife of flesh, but through patient witness unto the truth of God. The Word of God is the sword that pierces through the lies and deceptions of the enemy. No falsehood can long endure before the light of divine truth, for the counsel of men and the craft of Satan alike are brought to nothing when set against the living Word of God. Thus the servant of...

I cannot explain it, but I cannot set the feeling aside that I must return to 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 certain air...

Journal entry. 4.42AM. 30th of April. 2026. L ow 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, folly, and much anger. 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, th...

H uman 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 per...

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...

E very 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 moveme...

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.

W e 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 hol...

M ay 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 ...