FAIR SUNSHINE

Every month is nothing special to me. For a long time now I have not observed or celebrated my birthday, nor my wife's or children's. Not even Christmas. From the day I realized what the Lord has done for me every day has been thanksgiving day. I have begun to question my motives regarding public ministry lately, choosing at times to go out without the camera, to see for myself if I can wholeheartedly minister even without an audience.    It seems that nowadays, even preachers want everybody else to know what they do. Do some go out for the sake of posting content? I wouldn't know and I do not think anyone would admit to doing so. I was reminded to continue recording simply for documentation and safety purposes. So I have slowly stepped away from publicizing the ministry's movements since last month. Save for sharing an occasional insight or two on Facebook, I've resorted to other networking apps where I don't have many followers, therefore I am still able to d...

Fear and apprehensions once again. As always I relied solely on the Lord's grace to be able to stand this morning at the intersection of EDSA and Taft Avenue. Spent an hour pleading with the people for their souls and trusting on the Lord for that one soul He should get for himself. Before coming here I myself pleaded with the Lord for one soul. I did not have to know, but that he would be pleased to save one soul for himself this morning. The first spot I took was at the corner of Evangelista Street but I took another ride and instead landed here; this place did not enter my mind this morning. Since there was a rate of probably more than a thousand people every thirty minutes walking past me, but I knew I was already late for the morning rush and these are merely trickles compared to the crowd that converges here to take the train to the city. How much more could have heard and gotten the Gospel had I been here earlier.  The people were hurrying past me to get to t...

I cannot look at another person without thinking to myself, "Oh Lord, I was once like this person, missing out on the greatest honor and privilege of knowing you." And another part of me that gnaws painfully at my soul, "Heaven or Hell..?" I simply cannot go out and see people and not imagine the horrors they will face should they die without a saving relationship with the Lord Jesus. Eternity is too terrible a word when hell is considered as an end. I cannot find it in myself to muster the courage to do what I am supposed to do, render utmost gratitude for the unmerited salvation mercifully granted to me. If winning the lottery boggles the mind, being elect is incomprehensible. What joys are promised. What horrors will I miss. All because of the Father's mercy. When I try to understand how my name is known even before the world was created, it so staggers me that my mind simply shuts down. Such knowledge is too wonderful for me; it is high, I cannot att...

This sermon is in Tagalog.

"He will ask for a discount" , came the Lord's impression clearly as I stood inside the train on my way to work, where I was to meet a buyer for an item I was trying to sell online for some months now. I replied,  "If he does Lord, I will exchange his price for a tract instead." That was that. I arrived at the studio thirty minutes later and settled in. A few minutes more I received a message that my buyer was already downstairs at the gate waiting. I hurried down but forgot to bring a tract so I ran back up to get one, apprehensive as usual, doubts racing through my mind: "It's embarrassing. He'll think you're weird. You heard wrong in the train anyway. Don't do it." I put it in my pocket and headed downstairs. I shook his hand. A very pleasant man to talk to. We had a little talk about the item, his health, my wife's health, how similar their condition was, and a bit about his bike. Then just as the Lord said, he asked i...

There is an invisible battle that pull between our person and the work before us. I have never been this aware or have come under intense attack more than these past months wherein I have commenced work in the Master's vineyard. I continually dread going out to witness, my own flesh condemning me, but Christ strengthening me in return. Within me I rejoice in knowing I do not know how to proceed once I stand before the people, my stomach turning, my bones shaking, I throw myself at the mercy of my Lord always, the better part of my offer is but to stand there, and let him use me as it pleases him. This month saw a handful of severe weather disturbances and earthquakes all over the world. I believe, if my reading serves me right, this is the first time in a long while that three super storms are marching in towards the United States. We also have our share of rain here, even this morning a better part of Manila is under knee deep water. Filipinos have grown quite accustome...

I have had this place near where I work in my mind for more than a month now and this afternoon while the machine was rendering I went out to commute and visit this busy intersection. It was a perfect spot to minister to as people from four major directions converge here. I read off several selected passages specifically targeting man's deliberate attempt to shun God away from their daily considerations, God's reaction to such abandonment of his statutes, its consequences, and the only God-ordained remedy: the cross of Christ. People, hardened sinners they may be, are equipped with reason. I am not trying to drive them away in anger as much as I am also not sparing them from the pointed truths of scripture, but there is always a better way of saying even the most offensive of truths. It is pointless to preach without the desire to appeal to somebody, that is not to say, to gain results immediately, but I will liken it to the compassion of a loving brother correcting hi...