Following Paul's Footsteps and Visiting the Churches of the Book of Revelation

Familia,

This month of January has been a time of exciting moments. The Lord allowed me to co-host with Dr. Bob Tuttle a group of 26 people visiting Asia Minor and Greece. Here is a small account of my personal journey following the footsteps of the Apostle Paul and six out of the seven churches from the book of Revelation. This journey to Turkey and Greece has become the highlight of my experience as a student at Asbury Theological Seminary and the Word of God. Once again, I want to thank Bill & Judy Tillmann and Dr. Bob Tuttle for such a wonderful opportunity to serve as a co-host for this trip and at the same time a student-on-location.

One of the things I most enjoyed during this trip was to see the Bible opened in front of me everywhere I was. Furthermore, as I walked in those places studied in my courses of Church History or Theology, I was in my mind hearing the voices of Dr. Zaida Pérez and Dr. Thomas Buchan. Also, I had several flashbacks from my readings of Dr. Justo González church history books. Thus, I have to tell you Constantinople, Nicaea, Cappadoccia, Sardis, Philadelphia, Ephesus, and many other places that we read in the scriptures, but seems abstract to us because of the time and the distance, becomes a reality once you get there. To see the pages of the Bible opening up in front of my eyes and having a contextualized understanding of the words of St. Paul and the letters to the churches of the book of Revelation have become a priceless experience that I will cherish forever.

January 4^th

The first day of our journey was an exciting time anxious to get to the places for many years I have read in the scriptures. A group of ten people departed from Orlando and met with another 13 people from South Carolina, Georgia, and Illinois at the John F. Kennedy International Airport in New York. Another couple and Dr. Bob Tuttle traveled from Cyprus and finally, a group of 26 people gathered at the city of Istanbul, Turkey. I slept at least half of the nine hours of flight and it was worth it since once we got in Turkey the next day we hit the ground running.

January 5^th

We arrived to Istanbul and were welcome by Dr. Bob Tuttle and our tour guide Hakam. Then, we were escorted to the bus beginning the journey in the ancient Constantinople. Our first stop from the airport was the St. Sophia Church (Hagia Sophia). However, in our way, the tour guide point out across the bay the historical city of Nicaea, the place of the first Ecumenical Council of the year 325 A.D. were it was settled the disputed issue about the relationship of Jesus to the Father (the Arian doctrine). I want it to have a detour and walk in the streets of that place, but our itinerary would not allow us to make that happen.

We got into Hagia Sophia, which by the way, Sophia means wisdom; in other words, this church was not dedicated to a particular lady with the name Sophia, and rather it was dedicated to the wisdom of Jesus Christ. This worship place was the largest church in Christendom for 1,000 years until the St. Peter Basilica was built in 1626. Although this church became a Muslim Mosque from 1453 until 1934, most of the paintings and frescos from the Christian period remained in the building since the Muslims affirm that Jesus was a prophet and in the Koran there is a chapter dedicated to Mary (chapter 19^th). Here, for whatever reason, security officers seized the microphone from my camcorder and returned to me once I left the premises of the church.

From St. Sophia we had a quick lunch at a restaurant closed by the Blue Mosque, which was the next place we visited. This Islamic house of worship was built during the reign of Sultan Ahmed I in 1616. The Mosque with its six minarets still operating as a worship place despite the fact it is also a tourist attraction. Thus, before we entered inside, we had to take off our shoes and quietly observe the beauty of this place and the Muslim faithful that comes to pray. However, after fifteen minutes inside the Mosque, we were told to leave since the time for the call to prayer was near.

After our visit to the Blue Mosque we walked to the Topkapi Palace, which was the official residence of the Ottoman Sultans from 1465 to 1856. As we were entering, we could hear the “Adhan” which is the Muslim call to prayer. To me it was very impressive since I am not accustom to hear such calls of prayer anywhere I have been before. Nonetheless, we were able there to appreciate the splendor of the monarchic era of the Turkish people.

By the time we left the Palace it was almost 5:30 P.M. We got into the bus and had a quick tour of some of the other historical places along the way (i.e. the Byzantine walls of the city and the St. Georges Church among many others) until we got into the hotel. There, we got 30 minutes to get ready for dinner and then the first session with Dr. Tuttle. He invited Mr. Ralph Elliott, a missionary from Campus Crusade for Christ that has been working in Turkey for many years.

January 6^th

We wake up at 3:30 A.M. in order to pack and get ready to catch another airplane that will be taking us close to the Cappadocia region. At our arrival we got into a bus and drove another hour and half until we got into this area known for the Great Cappadocian Fathers Basil the Great, Gregory of Nyssa, and Gregory of Nazianzus. This is also the home of Makrina, the sister of Basil and Gregory of Nyssa. Over there we visited the Monastery of Zelve in the town of Goreme, which is an amazing place. This area of Cappadocia has incredible rock formations and the monks built a monastery carving into the rocks. This place was an active place for Christianity worship from the Roman period until the exchange of Christians and Muslims between Turkey and Greece in 1925. Between 1925 and 1960, the Turkish government used the place to store food and as a stable until the UNESCO offered them to convert the monastery into a museum.

After we departed from Zelve, we made another two stops; the first one at the village of Avcilar, a place in which Christians carved their homes in the rocks as the monks did in Zelve. This place was quite challenging to me since the terrain is quite unstable with many hills. Of course, for Bob Tuttle it was like a cake walk. He will go to the top of the hills and shout “José, get up here!” The other village was outside of Goreme and although it was closed to the public, we were able to appreciate it and take pictures from the top of a mountain. In our way to the hotel, we stopped at a pottery house and saw how the locals made Hittite pottery. In this particular place from presidents to Martha Stewart has purchased these beautiful, handmade works of art. After that, we concluded our evening at a hotel located in the ancient city of Nyssa.

January 7^th

I wake up at 4:30 A.M in order to get ready for a long ride of 450 miles to the ancient city of Antioch of Pisidia. This day was in the personal a highlight because it was the very first time in my life a touch snow. The main entrance of the hotel was covered with this white frozen stuff and as Sarah Campbell and I were making a snow ball, suddenly I felt a cold thing hitting the back of my head. It was Bob Tuttle who had the privilege of throwing to me the first snow ball of a 5 minute snow fight we had some of us at the entrance of the hotel.

Then, we got into the bus and had a slow ride since it was snowing along the way. To me it was beautiful since it was the very first time I was having such experience, but a nightmare to the bus driver who drove at a very slow pace throughout narrow roads most of the way until we reached out the city of Konya which in the Bible is known as Iconium (Acts 14:1-5), a city in which a mob almost kill the Apostle Paul. Nonetheless, before we got there we made a stop in a place that was used about six hundred years ago as a lodge for merchants and travelers. It was more a fortress than a hotel that protected people from bandits during the night time. Also, nearby we were able to see a tent made from goat hair as the ones made by the Apostle Paul. Finally we entered into the city of Antioch of Pisidia around 3:30 P.M. We entered the archeological site and at a place in which once stood a church dedicated to St. Paul, brother Daryl Outing preached the Word of God.

Then, we got in the bus and drove to the town of Pamukkale known for its thermal waters. By that time every single bone in my body was screaming. I was discovering the fact chasing Bob Tuttle is a painful task if you are not physically fit. However, God provided a wonderful blessing; this town is the home of dozens of thermal water springs and the hotel we were staying have an under roof thermal waters swimming pool. Thus, after our teaching session five of us jumped into the hot waters for about half an hour. Nonetheless, we had a lot of fun with an exchange between Bob Tuttle and Hakam during the class session. That evening, Bob decided to teach about the Muslim faith having a Muslim (Hakam) among us. Thus, our tour guide had to endure the rain of fire from Bob’s mouth for 45 minutes. At the end Hakam told Bob; “Listen, I am a reform Muslim; like the Martin Luther of the Muslims. I do not fast in Ramadan or pray five times during the day, and I like a lot of things from the Christian faith.” At the end Bob prayed for Hakam and that was the end of the story.

January 8^th

By 7:30 A.M. we were in the bus moving to the archeological site of the ancient city of Hierapolis. This city that was built by the Romans is known for its white cascades, or calcium formations made by the springs with thermal waters. Furthermore, it is a place in which according to Eusebious, Philip was crucified upside down and then stoned to death. I tried to follow Dr. Tuttle and I succeed to make it to the coliseum area, but I failed to get into the site that tradition says Philip was martyrized. Thus I took pictures of him from the distance.

From Hierapolis we moved to Laodicea in which we spent time visiting the ruins of this city and Brian Sanderson preached the Word of God at the ruins of a Christian church. Then, we traveled to the Aegean coast to the city of Kusadasi. However, since early morning hours, Bob Tuttle was trying without success to convince the tour guide to take us to the city of Troy. Hakam was not happy about it. Then, Bob discovers the ruins of Colossai were in our way to the hotel. It was about 5:45 P.M. when Bob got into convincing Hakam to take us to this other city. The guide gave Bob all the reasons in the world not to go to Colossai, but Tuttle told him, “tell the driver to turn to Colossai”, which he did and ten minutes later we were standing in the top of this ancient city buried under a mountain of dirt in the middle of the night. After we got that awesome and unexpected experience, we went to our hotel.

January 9^th

Kusadasi is a town near the ancient city of Ephesus, thus this morning we departed at 8:00 A.M. towards that city. We had an incredible time visiting the ruins of the city with its library and amphitheater and the Basilica of St. John, were Vicky Harrison delivered her sermon next to the tomb of the Apostle John. Furthermore, we visited a rug factory in which they made an incredible presentation of their products. Half of the group bought rugs in this place at an average price of $1,600.00. The rest of us spent our time watching how other people spent their money, making jokes, and drinking local beverages. From there we went to the Museum of Ephesus in which they have many sculptures and work of art rescued from the ancient city. Finally, around 3:30 P.M. we returned to the hotel in Kusadasi to enjoy the beauty of the Aegean-Mediterranean Sea and rest a little bit from all the hiking.

January 10^th

As in most days, we got in the bus and drove many miles; this time towards the city of Sardis were we saw the ruins of the city. However, before we got there we drove by the city of Smyrna and read Revelation 2:8-11 and made a stop at a jewelry store. Then, we visited the city of Pergamum and got into a cable car in order to get to the top of the city. To me that was freaks show since I’m scare to heights. Then, from the top of the city Richard Harrison led us in the reading of several scripture passages. After that we went to the city of Philadelphia; and this is the original Philadelphia. Over there we saw the ancient walls of the city and had lunch at a local restaurant. Then, we rode in our bus hundreds of miles passing by thousands of vineyards on both sides of the road until we got into the city of Sardis. There we entered into the ruins of a large gymnasium complex and brother Mark Barfield read the letter to the church of Sardis (Revelation 3:1-5).

From the city of Sardis we begin our ride towards the city of Troas. Dr. Tuttle plead it to the tour guide to take us to Troy, but Hakam explain it there is not time for such visit. By the time we got to Troas it was around 4:45 P.M. We spent about twenty minutes wondering throughout the ruins and listening the history of the city from Hakam. After that we went to the Aegean shore were used to be the port of Troas. Sarah Campbell read the scripture that makes reference of Paul visiting Troas (Acts 16:9-10), then we had a group picture, and watched the sun come down. Certainly it was a beautiful experience.

As we begin to move again from Troas to Canakkale, Bob Tuttle continues his quest to convince Hakam to take us to Troy. Hakam explained him there is not much to see in Troy, it was dark, and we must be at the hotel before the dinner time (7:00 P.M.). We had covered a lot of territory in one day and from Troas to Canakkale it was a distance of three hours. But the bus driver broke the traffic laws driving most of the way at 120 kph and we were able to make it just by 7:00 P.M. That night Bob was really disappointed since we slept just 10 miles outside of the famous city of Troy.

January 11^th

By 4:40 A.M. we were in our way to take the ferry that will be crossing us from Asia to Europe. It was our last ride with Hakam, and we were sad for the separation. After crossing the Dardanelles, we drove for about an hour and half until we got to a gas station. There we said goodbye to Hakam and Hassan (the bus driver) and got into another bus that would be taking us to the Greek border. This trip lasted about three and half hours until we got to the border were we presented our passports and spent an hour waiting for the approval from the Turkish government in order to cross the Evros River and get officially in Greece.

Our new tour guide’s name in Greece is Bula and the bus driver Demetree. Bula begin immediately to tell us about the history of the part of the country we were crossing which is Macedonia. In the midst of the presentation Bob Tuttle asked her if she could take her to Troy. And of course, everybody begin to laugh since it was a funny way Dr. Tuttle was trying to handle his disappointment for not being able to visit Troy.

Although the tour guide was unable to take us back to the Turkish border into Troy, she took us to the ancient city of Philippi. And at the spot in the river in which the tradition says Paul met Lydia and a Chapel-Baptistery dedicated to the Apostle Paul, Ann Story brought the Word of God during our daily devotional. After our visit to Philippi, we begin to travel toward the coastal city of Kavalla known in the Bible with the name of Neapolis and the place Paul landed from his trip coming from Troas. As we begin to have a bus tour of the city the bus driver begin to get agitated against the tour guide because she told him to drive around the narrow streets of the city. This man clearly was a sexist unwilling to take orders from a woman. The voice of the driver begins to raise decibels quickly to the point Bob Tuttle have to intervene. The tour guide was embarrassed and apologizes many times, although it was not her fault. Nonetheless, this was the first of several times we had issues with Mr. Demetree.

Once we got into our hotel room I was impressed. I think I got the best view of the whole group since I could see the old city built on the hills at my left and the Aegean Sea at my right side. However, at dinner time I was ready to get back into Turkey since I have an Atkins diet and I was able to eat a lot in Turkey, but in my first night in Greece the only thing I was able to eat was a few pieces of lamb in a tiny stick.

January 12^th

Hungry and tired I wake up to find out that for breakfast the hotel had cookies, cakes, and all sort of things I could not eat. Thank God for the almonds I had purchased at the Turkish border that became my breakfast that morning. But all of that food suffering would end in a few hours. Bob Tuttle wake up with a sore throat; a cold was about to make a visit to his body. Nonetheless, we got into the bus and begin our traveling to the place in my opinion is the best city of Greece, Thessaloniki.

We arrived to Thessaloniki and I was shocked to see people living behind the city walls because it was the very first time I saw a biblical city active and thriving in its original location. The previous cities we had visited were ruins with a modern settlement nearby and in some instances; they had change their original names. And there it was Thessaloniki, the capital of Macedonia and the second largest city of Greece with a population of over one million inhabitants.

We visited Jason House (Acts 17:1-9) which is today part of an ancient church complex administrated by the Greek Orthodox Church, the ancient Roman Agora ruins, and the Basilica of St. Sophia in which Sarah Campbell delivered her sermon. Afterwards, we told Sarah she was the first woman to deliver a sermon within the walls of a Greek Orthodox Church in its history. Then, we went to the Archeological Museum of the city in which they have expositions from the archaic period until the byzantine time. After that we try to get into the St. George church, but the church was closed to the public. By that time Bob Tuttle was really quiet because the cold was taking over his body. Thus, we decided to take the rest of the day off to rest, do shopping, or eat gyros. I did the third option. GOD BLESS THESSALONIKI’S GYROS!!!!

That afternoon I went to Dr. Tuttle’s room and check on him, I gave him some Day Quil medication and some drops of the olive leaf I take every morning and then we walked throughout the city. That evening Dr. Tuttle did not teach his class since we had scheduled a visit to the Thessaloniki Free Methodist Church. Half of the group accompanied me under a heavy rain throughout the streets until we got to the small church. There, we were able to meet sisters and brothers from Greece, Albania, Bulgaria, and Nigeria. The highlight of the service was when we begin to sing amazing Grace in our home tongue. It was so beautiful to hear the different languages getting mixed in the air and brought tears to most of our eyes. At the end of the service we prayed for each other and for Dr. Tuttle.

January 13^th

We begin January 13^th with a visit to Pella, the birthplace of Alexander the Great and from there we make a stop at the city of Berea (Acts 17:10-12). There, at the steps of where tradition says the Apostle Paul spoke, brother John Tinnell brought a homage to Dr. Bob Tuttle, comparing him with Paul that made tearful every eye of the audience. At the end, Bob says; “This is the best eulogy in life I ever had. When I die Steve Harper will be preaching in my funeral, but I want Tinnell bringing a eulogy like this one. “

From Berea, we got on the road again, traveling this time to the monasteries of Meteora. Wow!!! There is no picture or video in the world that will make justice to the beauty and the workmanship made at these monasteries. And the view from the top of these mountains is incredible. We stayed overnight at a hotel closed by which in my opinion was the best hotel of the whole trip. Rhonda Howard brought the Word of God from a fireplace at an area next to the bar and it was beautiful to all of us be sitting by the fire in a cold night listening the message of the Lord. I also remember opening the balcony door at 9:00 P.M. and seen a full moon light and the stars shinning over the mountain and one of the monasteries that was in our view. I felt sad that Ada wasn’t with me the see such beauty.

January 14^th

From Meteora we traveled for several hours through narrowed roads until we got to our next destination, the famous sanctuary of Delphi, known by the ancient Greeks as the “Center of the Earth.” We spent time at the museum and then at the archeological site. As a matter of fact, some of us was able to find the cave in which the “Oracle” was said. From Delphi we traveled to the capital city of Greece, Athens and pastor Mark Barfield spoke the message from the Lord, followed by the best teaching from Dr. Bob Tuttle. It was a wonderful time with the Lord at this hotel in the center of Athens.

January 15^th

Thankful that we will be staying at the same hotel for three days we begin our visit of the city of Athens. We got a bus tour of the city making a stop at the stadium two Olympic Games has been celebrated. Then we went to the Aeropagus. There, we visited the Parthenon; followed by Mars Hill, the place I had the honor to speak the Word of God. Since I have a big mouth, my voice was listened all over the place to the point some of the tourists joined us to listen what I was saying.

After our time at Mars Hill we visited the Athens Agora and took pictures of an old church that was built during the byzantine period, followed by a visit to a Museum. From there we went to have lunch and paid 9.00 Euros for a Gyro to find out that across the street we could buy them for 3.00 Euros.

We were supposed to have the rest of the day off, but three quarters of our group decided to stick with Bob Tuttle and we visited the Metropolitan Cathedral, the Aeropagus Museum, and do some shopping in our way back to the hotel. That evening we had a healing service led by Dr. Tuttle in which we prayed for the healing of Steve and Pam Williams, Michelle, and many other people.

January 16^th

We spent our last day in Greece visiting the ancient city of Corinth. In our way we made our first stop at the Corinth Canal that connects the Gulf of Corinth with the Saronic Gulf in the Aegean Sea. Then, in our way to the Museum and archeological site Dr. Tuttle noticed a small wall in a top of a mountain. He asked the tour guide about what it was and she told him it was the Acropolis of Corinth. Immediately he told the tour guide and the bus driver to take us there. Thus, we made a detour to this citadel making this visit even more special. The bus begins the climb to the mountain in a very narrow road without guardrails. And as we moved upward the view of the coast was even more majestic. By the time we got to the point the bus could not drive any further. Dr. Tuttle jumps out of the bus and quickly begin to walk uphill toward the walls of the citadel. The temperature was cold and it was breezy, nonetheless we continue moving forward. At the end, Dr. Tuttle got to the top first than anyone within 10 minutes, the rest of us endured a walk that took us 20 minutes to get to the same spot.

After our visited Corinth’s Citadel, we went to the museum and archeological site and had a service at the same place the Apostle Paul was brought in front of the Governor Gallio (Acts 18:12-17) in which brother Allan Tarr brought the message of God for all of us.

Once we returned to Athens, that evening we had a communion service led by Dr. Tuttle, Pastor Sarah Campbell and myself concluding in this way the portion of Turkey-Greece of this trip. The next morning, Dr. Tuttle and 13 of the travelers left the hotel at 3:00 A.M. and the rest of us were transported to the airport at 8:00 A.M. Two of our travelers took a flight to Crete in order to continue their visit in Greece, another couple went to New Jersey in a different flight and nine of us flew in a Delta flight from Athens to New York.

A Note from Rev. José C. Hernández, Jr.

As I look back to all the great things we have achieve during this year 2010, I cannot let this opportunity pass by without thanking the Lord for such an amazing year. We have had many challenges; specially in our finances; nonetheless our Lord The Provider, brought the finances necessary in order for me to travel to Asia and Latin America.

I thank the Lord for my wife Ada and my daughter Michelle, because they have to endure challenging times while I was away. Their tenacity and courage is the best testimony of commitment to the cause of Christ my family can provide in the middle of this materialistic society. I also thank the Lord for people like Rev. Joanne Solís-Walker, Chaplain Christine De Jesús, Myriam Vallejos, Rev. Luís Soto, Rev. James Loftin, Laura Messina, Follow One International, Dr. Darrell Riley, the South Atlantic Conference of the Free Methodist Church, N.A., Pastor John Ryberg, the Kairos-Asbury United Methodist Church from Madison Alabama, and all the administrative personnel and faculty from Asbury Theological Seminary, among many, many other people and ministries. These individuals and organizations have been used by the Lord in one way or another in order for us to travel to the ends of the earth with the Gospel of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. Hence, I will have a wonderful Thanksgiving celebration because these individuals and organizations have showed me their commitment and dedication to reach out the world for Christ. May the Lord continue blessing each and every one of them, now and forever, Amen.

Holy Spirit vs. Ignorance, Who Shall Win?

Holy Spirit vs. Ignorance, Who Shall Win?

By Chaplain Christine De Jesús

The other day I was a participant of one of the current Internet based social networks, and one status update caught my attention. Actually, it caught the attention of my eye, and it caught the attention of my heart and soul. It did so much so that I memorized it and repeated prayers all day long.

A lifelong friend stated: "Dear Lord, today I return to the doctor for all of my test results, I'm tired of being sick, please make every single test come back positive. When I look at the paper let everything say, positive, positive, positive. Amen."

Well, having had a career in management of a medical office, for 18 years, has afforded me some basic medical knowledge. One of those being that a "positive" test result is not good at all. What is a good report is when one looks down the row and sees all "negative" across the border. As the prayer for my dear friend, and her ailments, intensified and I grew anxious, in comes the manifestation of the indwelling of the Holy Spirit of God. Here I am praying to the Great Healer, trying to correct my friend's prayer, and here is the Great Healer, setting, yet again, my path straight before me…

As the Miracle Worker that HE is, the Good Lord brought Scripture to mind, giving me that wonderful Peace that HE promised us.

"In the same way, the Holy Spirit helps us in our weakness. We do not know what we ought to pray for, but the Spirit himself intercedes for us through wordless groans." ~Romans 8:26

So here I am trying to take-on the world of my dear friend, when the Great Comforter was already interceding for us (her & I) through wordless groans. So, again, it is not about me, or the knowledge that I have, or the knowledge that I do not have. It is about HIM, and knowing HIS Word, so that in due time, the task that was began in me, will be completed. The Word is amazing, and will never return void. Greatness, I need not right any wrongs! Holy Spirit vs. ignorance, Holy Spirit wins, and I need not worry, for HE comforted me. Amen!

Thank you for reading.
All of my love,
Chaplain Christine De Jesús

Our God Is An Awesome God. By Chapalin Christine De Jesús

As if coincidences did take place in our lives, Mom just called me to let me know that my cousin Miriam, having recently moved here from PR, has found a Home Church under the care of Pastors José & Ada Hernández, in Titusville. I laughed. Pastor Hernández was one of the leaders during our recent Visionary Trip to the beautiful Republic of China. Our God is not a god of coincidences; HE is very much in control of every situation, even ones that we consider small. The meeting needed no human prompting, for it was guided by the Spirit of the Lord, and when that happens, there are simply no mistakes. This makes me stop and take a look back, at the so many times that “little miracles” have taken place in my life. Actually, when I really stop and take a closer look, I stand corrected, a miracle is a miracle, and there is no such thing as a little miracle. God is good, and God is in control, and if we allow HIM to be in charge of our walk, our ways, HE will take care of our paths. Yes, there is much that we do not understand; I’m one that loves to have these huge long conversations with God. They usually go like this: But, God, blah, blah, blah. But, God, blah, blah, blah. But, God, blah, blah, blah. Since when is God in need of giving me any explanations on anything? All I need to do is read The Book, jump to the end of it if I want, so that I can find out what happens at the end, and all of my answers are there. Okay I’ll give it to you; there is still plenty that remains a mystery; however we have a promise. The promise is that when we see HIM face to face, we will have the greater understanding. I’m hanging on steadfast to that one, and I tell HIM: Lord I want to see you! Oh, yes, and one more that helps most everyone…God wants obedience, not sacrifice. I’ll give you the next one too, sometimes obedience feels like sacrifice, but look at a child under the care of a loving parent, and all of your reservations on this one will fade away. So here is God, again, being a sovereign God, taking charge, and assuring me that he will take care of mine. What a wonderful feeling to know that when one prays for our loved ones, our prayers are heard and the Good Lord takes care of them, and will surely meet us at our place of need. You see, my cousin Miriam just had her Dad pass on to be with the Lord, a man of God; and she needed a place to keep her busy working for HIS Kingdom, and here is the Lord, answering yet one more prayer. God is good, God is good, God is good! Did I say that enough times? God is good. Big items, small details, God is in control of one, when one surrenders. The invitation is to surrender and allow The Master to take control and guide one’s path; for HE will never leave us of forsake us, or make a mistake either… Our God is an awesome God.
Thanks for reading,
All of my love,
Chaplain Christine De Jesús

I Told You So; The Hardest Words Not To Say By: Chaplain Christine De Jesús

Although we live in a society that moves faster than it should, we have adapted to making split second decisions. We have also adapted to having multiple choices, and it is what we do with those choices, what matters. In recent days a dear friend of mine was incarcerated. Having literally played with his life, and with the law, since the age of 14, made this of no surprise. My friend is 39, and soon will turn 40, while in jail; with the possibility of spending 10 to 15 years for his wrongdoing. The injustice here is that it doesn’t matter the result of his trial, in the final analysis he will miss out on the birthday of his kids, holidays, family get together’s, and this will probably be the catalyst that his family finally needed to lose the house, leaving his children homeless. Of course there is nothing that I can do, otherwise I would have, but the truth of the matter is that I feel bad him. The other night while in prayer, I was trying to intercede for this person, and his children. Those that know me know that I am in a constant conversation with God. No, not because I am good, but because I need HIM, desperately. As I was praying for my friend, and looking and the "Domino Effect" that this will have in his life, the Spirit moved me to realize that many of us have been spiritually incarcerated, and didn’t even recognize it. Even worse than that, how many of us are trapped, and chose to ignore it. So I stopped my prayer for him, and started to request God’s will for his life. Unfortunately I had to remove myself from the situation, for it was causing me grief and pain. As always, my parents were gracious enough to step it. I was challenged by the Spirit of God to pray for those that are surrounding me, and unknown to them, are living in a spiritual jail of sorts. Please don’t get me wrong, out-bound missions is super important, but it is time that we recognize the in-bound missions, if improved, will by default, improve out-bound missions. My friend is, right now, a captive audience, and has made a decision for Christ, one more time. Having been a Chaplain at the Sanford Jail since 1987 my Dad, Pastor Sonny, has seen just about everything. In the many years that he has been there, only four people have told him that yes, they are guilty. Everyone else has had a great reason and/or explanation for how they ended up there. It is sad. At one point, during one Service, my Dad had three generations in the same room. Sad it is. When I saw my friend, through the little television monitor, awkwardly talking on the nasty smelly phone, I had to use every single cell in my body in order not to say: I told you so. To my surprise he said, "my parents told me, your parents told me, you told me, even God used to make me feel nervous when I was doing something wrong." I was surprised to hear that come out of his mouth, and I’m glad that I didn’t say a word to prompt him either. As prayer goes, even when praying for others, God brings healing in the midst of it. The healing that The Father allows is like no other, for it penetrates the heart, it discerns the thoughts, and it makes us realize, once again, who is in charge. As I go through my daily routine, I frequently thing about my friend, and consider all of the times that we shared long talks about the Word of God, and in a sense, I am heartbroken. By the same token, I believe that Father God has placed him in there, to keep him alive and well, giving him a chance to re-think his choices. To God’s glory, my friend has done so. Today, as you say your payers, please stop for one moment and think of those around you that are in a spiritual jail. They too need Christ, yet we seem to ignore the fact, and seem to ignore HIM. God cannot be ignored... So the next time that you have 30 seconds to make a decision, stop! My Dad says that when one is in doubt, one should postpone that decision for three months, by then the choice will be clear, or it would have gone away. Daddy is a very wise old man. And of all of the choices that you will be given, remember that there is only one way, and that is through the Son, Jesus the Christ. Don’t do something that will prompt a loved one to say: I told you so, the hardest words to say, when one truly loves.
Thanks for reading,
Receive all of my love,
Chaplain Christine De Jesús

Let's Get Ready Now!!!

A couple of weeks ago, the Rev. Aileen Walther, an Ordained Deacon with the Episcopal Church in Central Florida and Professor of Religions at Valencia Community College went to an event in Texas that had as a purpose the mobilization of the Christian church toward ministering Muslim people. This is what she shared with me:

"Gospel for Muslims was a program I decided to attend because I teach a course on different religions at a community college. Little did I realize how much it would open my eyes to the power of the Christian faith to transform those of a different faith. Being raised in the American Foreign Service, I was taught to respect each culture and religion and those who follow them, even if I might be in a different place and have made different choices. This was an eye-opening experience for me. I saw a woman completely covered in black cloth tell her story. As her story progressed, she through aside this clothing and everyone in the large auditorium saw a beautiful woman revealed before us all. The power of her belief was so strong, she put aside culture and her faith in Christ shone bright for all to see. She showed me how little I have truly proclaimed my faith. I will not make that mistake again."

What you just read above is the reality for millions of Christians in North America. We love to attend to church on Sundays and enjoy a worship service according to our traditions. However, we forget the many people that are having a different spiritual experience. Muslims, Buddhists, Taoists, Hinduists and many other forms of worship are practiced by people from all walks of life and cultural backgrounds. The question I have for you is this; Do you feel theologically prepared to speak and defend your Christian faith in the midst of so many other voices calling up for people with problems, addictions, and brokeness.

I personally believe this is the time for the church in North America to rise for the ocasion not just in Asia, or North Africa, but her, in our own neighborhood and backyards. We need to get prepared, I need to get prepared knowing their believes, culture, and traditions in order for us to contextualize the Gospel to them. Moreover, we must understand from top to bottom their religion in order to have a fair debate and proclamation opportunity . It is my prayer, all of us have a solid understanding of the different Muslim social groups in order for us to have

It is my prayer that we can understand the urgency of this message and get ready for some missional work In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit. Amen.

The question being, is it that God is not speaking, or is it that I am not listening? By Christine de Jesús

Confession is good for the soul. When we confess our trespasses to one another, we learn, we grow, we pray, we give and receive forgiveness, and we move on… Confession time: Now that the dust has settled, my heart is still in China. And, yes, here we grow again. Not, it is not a misspelled word; here we ‘grow’ again…
In the last couple of weeks my life has turned upside down and inside out, as it is usual during my times of decision making. What surprises me is that I still get surprised. What gives?
The Lord has been good to me, so good indeed, that I simply have to share the Good News of Salvation! My heart has been filled with love for the Republic of China, the people, and there is no turning back. It is the deepest desire of my heart to return there, and do something that I am not exactly sure what it is. Another big question: When will this take place? This time I want to go on a Missionary Trip. I don’t want a taste of the field; I want be a worker of the field. You see, I have so very much to be thankful for, that I must share HIS deep love, I must. Today my Auntie asked me why would I do such a thing like that, since we have so much need here in The States. We do have a need for Christ here in Beautiful America, true, she has a point. However, take a drive down any major highway and you will see the advertisement signs for Churches of all kinds – just one example. (I love the First Amendment, I love the United States of America, and I love that In God We Trust.) Yes, I have responsibilities here at home; I am a single Mom raising an almost 17 year-old boy. I moderate a support group. I do a little bit of this, and a little bit of that, but I always manage to stay busy. I am furthering my education. I am trying to establish a home with a very significant other, making dreams and plans for the future, but the truth must be told. As much as I love my son, and the comfortable life that I have here, all of it is temporary, and will soon come to pass. Don’t get me wrong, I would give my life for my son’s without even having to think about it, but my son has accepted the Lord Jesus the Christ as his Lord and Savior. My mission, with my son, is accomplished. Now it is time for him to live up to his commitment to God and that responsibility is not mine. As I sit in bed in the middle of the night, going through my three books that I am trying to read, I find myself jittery with thoughts of China. If we can reach that one soul for Christ, that one soul can reach others. You see, the Chinese are very diligent people, living with a purpose and a goal. If one can be reached, as in anything else that they touch, they will be diligent about doing the work at hand and completing the task. But something horrid is going on, and this is no exaggeration. For one that is used to seeking HIM, and finding HIM, horrid it is. I keep asking God about my return trip to China, and I am not getting any answers. So, it begs the question. Is it that God is not speaking, or is it that I am not listening? My mind, heart, soul, and even my flesh are stirred up, but Heaven refuses to set my path before me, yet. So I have to go back in HIStory to seek for answers. There was this crazy fellow, his name was Noah, look up the story please, that built an ark. That was crazy, for the Earth had never seen rain. That was crazy, for the ark had been built on a mountain. That was crazy, according to all, but according to The Master, there was a plan. Surely HIS word came to pass, and after it stopped raining, Noah simply had to sit there and wait. He had done according to HIS Father, yet he had to sit and wait. Looking back one would notice that this seems to be a recurring theme of this blessed life of mine. Hurry-up and wait, Christine. Using my imagination, I picture Noah speaking to God. Okay Lord, I did as you told me, and now we are sitting in an unknown place, we haven’t seen the sun, and time seems still. In the process he released some birds in his quest for hope. It was that quest for hope that eventually gave him the go, the little creature, sent on a mission, never returned. No, I do not pretend to compare my life with the life of Noah. However I do picture Noah going crazy inside that ark; thinking to himself, these animals are smelly, noisy, my family is enduring this time of wait with me, they didn’t hear the instructions, only I did, they stood by me, and Lord, now what? So I must confess; I was growing restless. Today, as I explained to my Auntie that I must return to China, it became clear to me. It is not that God is not speaking, HE already spoke. It is not that I am not listening, I already did. It is that I simply have to wait, and learn to wait, and learn to wait...for the right time, HIS time and not mine. Blessed for me I am not trapped in an ark. In your prayers, please remember the Missionaries that are all around the World doing HIS labor of love. In your prayers, please remember yours truly, that the Good Lord will complete the works that HE began in me. Stay blessed, for HE is only one word away, “Jesus.” Call upon HIM and in due time HE will open the doors of the ark.
~Chris