The Lord's very first gift to me, in the first week after He was pleased to save me some thirty-six years ago, was a book: The Autobiography of George Müller . Little did I know that it would leave so deep an impression upon my soul. In many respects, the course of our life and ministry hath since been patterned after the lessons it taught. It also became the inspiration for the journals I would later begin to write. Upon its first leaf I penned a simple dedication: "To my Lord, because I easily forget." Those words have remained with me ever since. The pages of that small journal were filled with countless needs and the Lord's particular answers to each one. Through every account, He seemed to say, "I am real. You can trust Me." And trust Him we did. The years have only confirmed what that first book taught me. Time and again the Lord hath met our needs with remarkable faithfulness, not always in the manner we expected, but always in the manner He knew t...

Come, O children, listen to me; I will teach you the fear of the LORD.  Psalm 34:11 O ne of the great stewardship entrusted to us is the care of bringing up these young ones, who for most have been with us for the past three years, in Scriptural instruction. Our first and foremost calling is to introduce to them the blessed person of Jesus Christ, as the very shining image of the Father's glory. They have been led through the Decalogue, studied the attributes of God, been through a primer on covenant theology, and rehearsed, in children's language, the fundamentals of the Westminster shorter catechism (The Westminster Shorter Catechism is a Reformed Christian catechism composed of 107 questions and answers, written by the Westminster Assembly in 1646 and 1647).  It is noteworthy, that the crucial matters concerning the inborn corruption dwelling within the heart of fallen man, and the dreadful, eternal consequences of a life of sin and transgression against the perfect ho...

The close of the week saw a proper bout of illness amongst our group. It seemed the Lord's better judgment to afflict our bodies, and my voice was taken away for a few days. Thus, the street meetings—which we had hoped would bear such good fruit—had to be moved once more. It is peculiar how simple things were when we kept to our indoor meetings; we hardly missed a gathering for simple interference. But now, taking the Word to the public, it is constant. If our health does not fail us, the rain pours. The path to public duty seems ever paved with resistance, be it from the body or the weather. These petty ailments and sudden showers, are but pebbles in the path, mere obstacles we simply step over in the grand march of faith. Why should we fret over a missed meeting or a change in our schedule? It is true that our L ORD is seated on the throne, ruling over all the earth and all its concerns. Our salvation does not rest upon the success of our earthly itinerary, whether we meet or wh...

Journal Entry. Evening. 6th of October. 2025 My thoughts are continually exercised and greatly afflicted by the remembrance of the street meeting we were constrained to forego by reason of my current ailment. My spirit finds itself in a sincere and arduous wrestling with the conviction that but a single public assembly per week may fail to bear the abundant fruit that the Lord desires. The soil is hard-packed, and the seeds must be scattered often and with great persistence! A particular thought hath now come clearly into view, one that aligns with a burden the Lord hath been impressing upon my heart for many weeks. Yet I am careful not to run ahead in my own strength, lest I make a rash commitment apart from His leading and enablement. For now, I wait upon the Lord, seeking clearer direction and the assurance of His blessing upon the matter. Whitefield's activities in Scotland supply further evidence of the carefulness with which he planned his work of preaching. His first three w...

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 ...

When one is but halfway through a jungle trail, the path may appear, to the frail senses, to lead to no clear destination; yet, we know by faith that every such trail possesses a certain end. And so it is with our present labor. Our own spiritual trail is clearly marked: it leads directly to Christ accomplishing His redemptive work through the very lives of the dedicated teachers, and all for the precious sake of the children entrusted to our care. If it is indeed our sacred duty to compel men to come into the Kingdom—to bring them by force of conviction into the Gospel fold—then the very same necessity and urgency must be applied to the young children, whose souls are yet tender and whose hearts are yet open to the call of the Savior.  Mary's back was to her class as she wrote a lesson on the board for her students. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw figures at the window. As she turned to look, she let out a gasp. There were three men with spears in hand, headdress, body pierc...

This coming Lord's Day, we shall depart from our customary practice of assembling within the confines of our place. We shall, with hearts full of expectation, cast wide the doors of our worship, transferring our sacred service to the open air for all the public to hear and see, and so hold our very first Street Meeting. The great, overarching compassion of our Christ justly urges us forward, compelling us to carry His vital message of salvation unto whomsoever He shall graciously bring forth on that day, and to whom He shall grant ears to hear. That glorious redemption which once lifted us out of spiritual bondage and drew us to our Heavenly Father, we now bring forth, with all diligence, to those still languishing in the very same darkness wherein we ourselves once were. Moreover, the Lord hath, in His overflowing kindness, opened a way and furnished the necessary means for us to procure a substantial stock of new Holy Bibles, containing both the Old and New Testaments. These prec...

And when these lepers came to the edge of the camp, they went into a tent and ate and drank, and they carried off silver and gold and clothing and went and hid them. Then they came back and entered another tent and carried off things from it and went and hid them. Then they said to one another, “We are not doing right. This day is a day of good news. If we are silent and wait until the morning light, punishment will overtake us. Now therefore come; let us go and tell the king's household.” 2 Kings 7:8-9  In the first instance, the sheer, self-centered disregard of those poor, afflicted souls was truly grievous to read. They crammed their own bellies with the sustenance presented, whilst selfishly hoarding every last spoil they could lay their hands on. Yet, it is a small mercy that, amidst such indulgence, the light of conscience pricked them, and they were brought to recognize their lapse. Even more dismaying is the pitiful truth that their unthinking actions serve as a dreadful m...

My spirit was quite beaming with gladness, and my heart set ablaze once again, when the LORD did mercifully lead me to discover a dear brother who boldly proclaims the glorious Gospel in the public thoroughfares of the Andes, Peru, even accompanied by his own faithful son! Such a spectacle of conviction doth put our own languid spirits to shame, for the truth is delivered not with the rhetorical flourishes of man, but with the plain, unvarnished truth concerning the great spiritual need of our perilous times. My supplication ascends now for this valiant laborer! May the LORD mightily advance His Kingdom among the mountain populace in that far-off land, and through this dear brother's faithful exertions, may He call them home to the fold of Christ! Even at the very commencement of the LORD's work in our own humble sphere, our hearts have been lifted in constant prayer for those unnamed and unknown missionaries who have, with sacred resolve, forsaken the comforts of their mortal ...

To dedicate oneself to the simple acts of mercy ministry is undeniably a noble and commendable pursuit, bearing a righteous mark. Yet, to perform such deeds whilst neglecting the intentional and open proclamation of the Gospel—that sacred message of saving grace—is to tacitly affirm the notion that the soul of man may, indeed, live upon bread alone. If one were to but dedicate the space of a single year to the rigorous perseverance of open-air preaching, you would quickly realize, with a striking clarity, precisely what solemn commandment you have been neglecting all along. Let us not find comfort in the physical relief of others, while their souls starve for the truth. The greatest act of mercy is to bring the unblemished Word to a soul in darkness. Good doxology must, by necessity, flow forth from sound theology. For it is a proper, heartfelt appreciation of the Almighty's glorious majesty that first inspires a genuine and humbling awe, which in turn, acts as the sovereign motive...

I confess that I nearly did not address them at all, for my flesh was apprehensive, as it so often is, and my mind was utterly void of anything resembling a ready compliment or a hint of genuine charity. Two full days had passed without the proper benefit of rest, and burdened as I was by a myriad of urgent affairs, my faculties were naturally quite dulled. Indeed, my only earnest desire was that my physical frame might, for one rare instance, be granted sleep, and that my troubled thoughts might finally consent to the same peace. The simple necessity of securing a place to pass time—a brief interval of private relief—led me to this spot, immediately after having conveyed my beloved wife and daughters to the hospital for their consultation. This sacred site, the environs of the Parish of St. Martin of Tours, sits within the bustling Bocaue Town Proper. Upon my entrance, and after settling the required toll, I was immediately beset by a small, importunate company of boys, perhaps ...

As we made our weary journey homeward, the Lord guided our steps to visit a dear brother in Quezon City, who is currently passing through a most difficult and trying chapter of his pilgrimage. His physical frame is sorely vexed, having wrestled these many months with a severe affliction of the back—a pain so sharp and persistent that even the simplest motions are rendered excruciating to him. Yet, this trial is compounded by a heavier concern: he is now facing the disheartening prospect of being stripped of his earthly livelihood, for his body can no longer sustain the demands of his daily employ. His strength doth fail him for his duties. May the God of all comfort minister to his body, sustain his spirit amidst this double chastisement, and show him that even this crucible of affliction is measured out by the hand of the Sovereign Physician for the eternal profit of his soul! Photo by K The visit was, alas, of brief duration, yet it afforded us the cherished opportunity to share a si...

This would be the first post of a very long backlog that I hope to fill after nine months of not blogging. Since my last post in August, a lot has happened, the majority of which has been related to daily Family Worship. Being overwhelmed and exhausted was what took up the greater part of the missing time. As things begin to wind down, I will try again to resume documenting from where I left off. Sometime in December last (if my failing memory serves its duty), I received a casual invitation from Pastor Nate Sonner of the Reformed Presbyterian Church in Dumaguete. The invitation concerned a conference upon the matter of planting biblical and reformed churches, scheduled for the nineteenth day of May, with Dr. Al Baker of Vanguard Presbytery as the designated speaker. I confess I did not initially ponder the matter deeply, yet I went forth in simple faith and extended the invitation to several of the brethren in our gathering. Immediately, a plan was hatched: we began the consistent,...