Gerry & Julie Gutierrez' Update
If ever I needed you my friends...it's now!
(Ready for either by his grace).
Tonight I will knock at your door boldly
July 21, 2015
From the Lord's Prayer - Luke 11: 5-13.
Then he said to them, "Suppose one of you has a friend, and he goes to him at midnight and says, `Friend, lend me three loaves of bread,
because a friend of mine on a journey has come to me, and I have nothing to set before him.'
"Then the one inside answers, don’t bother me. The door is already locked, and my children are with me in bed. I can't get up and give you anything.'
I tell you, though he will not get up and give him the bread because he is his friend, yet because of the man's boldness he will get up and give him as much as he needs.
"So I say to you: Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you.
For everyone who asks receives; he who seeks finds; and to him who knocks, the door will be opened.
"Which of you fathers, if your son asks for a fish, will give him a snake instead?
Or if he asks for an egg, will give him a scorpion?
If you then, though you are evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your Father in heaven give the Holy Spirit to those who ask him!"
By the way, you have the right to say, “Don’t bother me”. Yet I will still knock. Because I am under command to knock, ask and seek.
I come to you because I cannot do this alone.
It’s not for my personal needs that I come to you.
It’s also for a tired and hungry fellow traveler.
I know It’s late at night for all of us tonight.
The light of the Sun of our lives is already gone.
A new day and life is about to come in the morning.
We all have been in need and we know what to do.
A friend in need is a friend in deed in times as these.
You can deny opening the door and what I asked.
Yet I have put my trust in you to help me. You will honor me.
You will not embarrass me in the front of my friend.
These things we do for our children on regular basis.
When they ask for fish we do not give them a snake.
When they as for and egg, we do not give them a scorpion.
If we being evil give good gifts to our children and friends.
How much more will our Father in Heaven will give the Holy Spirit
to those who ask him?
In the confidence of our long time friendship I come tonight.
I come to knock at your door knowing that you may be tired.
I am knocking at your door knowing you may be sleeping.
I thought I could solve my problems by myself, but I can’t.
I did not know that late in life I would be trusted with such a task.
I admit that this is not your problem but my responsibility.
I know also you can say “no” and I will understand completely.
You are my friend from long ago and I know you enough to come.
You and I have helped others on the noonday of our lives.
Your children must be awake by now and also your neighbors.
Let us testified together as we care for others one more time.
Help me tonight by asking God for the gift of the Holy Spirit.
Alone I cannot win, but together we will prevail as in the past.
Now that you are awake, let me ask you to pray for the following:
I need God’s intervention to save my marriage. It is no longer up to me. I need to be back in the pulpit. I need to finish my lifetime projects that have come to a screeching halt two years ago. I want the Lord’s will to be forced down in us without our consent.
I used to feel like a Good Samaritan, but at second thought I am the traveler by the side of the road between Canada and Peru, stripped, beaten down, wounded and left half dead. My Priests and Levites have looked the other way, instead the friends of Job have rice to tell me to repent big time from wickedness obvious to them but hidden to me! There is plenty of room for Good Samaritans to help me back to the saddle.
I do not want pity, for it will become my only reward. I just want Jesus!!
I will keep on witnessing from weakness exclusively from now on.
Since I woke you up let me tell you a story to put you back to sleep.
The following is the story of a Boy and a Girl that you may know.
“ALL THINGS HAVE A COST”
Once upon a time there was a girl who came to this boy and said: “I will follow you.” The boy answered, “I have not much to offer you”.
The boy was very up front with the girl about his intimacy.
In fact the boy said to this beautiful girl that life with Him may be full of sweat, tears, blood, and even her life would be on the line.
The little girl answered; “I am ready to go full steam ahead with you.”
The boy said; “Are you real?”. The girl answer; “ Yes, I am real!”
“Will you ever change?” asked the boy. “I will never change” answered the girl.
The boy kept on asking many, many times, “Are you real?”. She kept answering, “I am real.” “Will you ever change?” She would say, “Never.”
“Would you leave your family and follow me to foreign lands for four years at a time?” She would answer, “I have been ready for this for a long time. I have been looking for you.”
The boy was still raw from the lost of a love one. He was still in pain and suffering from loneliness. He was use to loving and taking care of others all his life and said to himself, “I know how to love, and this girl needs my love. It would be selfish not to make another person happy if you can.”
The boy was afraid to decide on his own and consulted his whole family and even his adopted father. They all encouraged him toward her. The Lord seemed to be in this relationship, “because she fit perfectly under his arms. She loves Jesus and loved the boy. What else could boy want?” said the father to him.
To his amazement girl asked boy for his hand publicly. She would come from far away to seek him. It seemed like a match made in heaven. It was God’s choice for his needs. Too good to be true therefore must be true.
The boy introduced her to his friends. This charming girl charmed them all. One friend near to the boy was in a far away country who was still left to approve. They traveled together and had his blessing.
Friends asked the boy: “What is your answer to girl?”
So boy publicly answered yes to girl on the 1st of August. At the end of seven months from meeting they were married. All of the boy’s family was present, blessing the union. Not all the girl’s family were present. Boy married girl in her church he had also loved. Excessive confidence to succeed was present in both.
They stayed together for fifteen months. She left home seven months ago. Boy is sad and alone, and girl is with her mother. Someone has put the hand on the plow and is looking back, but it is not all about either but also about others and the evil one.
How could such a seemingly beautiful thing collapse?
Pride and overconfidence comes before the fall.
Boy felt over qualified by past experience.
Girl felt that “boot camp of life” qualified her.
The idolatry for one another created false expectations.
Idols do not deliver so one has to go back to depending on God.
Boy and girl remember first night and giggle.
Boy and girl remember that yesterday and are not giggling.
The first time they kissed was on their wedding day.
“He was scared, she was shy, but his father and her mother told them they would learn to love each other.” (From, The Fiddler on the Roof).
The next thing they both remember and use to laugh and even shared with their children was their first night of their honeymoon:
All of a sudden at midnight a properly tired couple seemingly already sleeping awake each other with the floodlights like as of the interrogating room of a totalitarian police station on their faces.
Girl was up and “furious” and taking her pillow in a huff and walking away with long steps as if afraid to loose the last bus at the corner. Girl was murmuring loud enough for boy to hear her good wishes, “Have a Happy Honeymoon,” and down the girl went to the living room downstairs it seemed two steps at a time to the couch. (First doghouse.)
Boy and girl had so much confidence in each other that boy without loosing a heartbeat used a one liner from their favorite cartoon character Bugs Bunny. “Goodbye and don’t forget to write?”
Later girl would admit that she almost burst with laughter. (Boy knew this was to be expected) Boy moved to the middle of the bed with the entire mattress for himself, after all the boy was beginning to get use to sleeping alone before girl came to his life.
Meanwhile girl confessed later in laughter, “What did I do?”
This stupid couch is hard and not comfortable at all, while he has all the comfortable bed with soft and delicious clean sheets all to himself.
In the intermediate period of about ten minutes they both were staring at their respective ceiling, boy with a fatherly half smile and the girl with half frown…. Waiting to see how the unplanned temper tantrum will affect the brand new couple.
In that cocky confidence of what boy thought, “a child like love” boy called girl by her name with an almost rehearsed grill Sergeant’s voice, “Little Girl!”
To his amazement the sweetest submissive voice from the first floor answered, “Yes!” almost singing, “Yess!”
The Sergeant in the boy pressed his luck from upper ground and boy gave his first command to his wife as a married man full of authority and power like pulling rank and throwing verbs in the imperative form.
“Girl, Get back to bed! Now!”
Girl later confessed that those were the sweetest words to her ears and she answered with equally sweet and romantic voice, “Okay!” and then girl comes up one step at a time with her pillow against her chest while boy was at the top of the stairs towering over her petite figure.
As girl passes by boy she accelerates a little and murmurs something to sort of even the score because girl felt like she was loosing ground too soon into the marriage.
“I am coming back because I love Jesus.”
Later girl and boy admitted that they almost cracked up in laughter at that moment, but they knew better to keep the dignity of what the moment required for their audience of one.
Then girl tucked in under boy’s left arm. “Her place”. Boy could peek with the help of the street light a smile of satisfaction on her face, while boy thought, “I think there will be more of the same in the future, but if all end like this then it will be so much fun.
Somewhere down the line the child- likeness suffered erosion increasingly as great as the Grand Canyon!
One thing is clear! Good things have a price tag.
Marriage is not for the fainthearted.
Marriage is not for the chicken livers.
Marriage is for two submissive people.
Marriage is for two who trust and love always.
Marriage is for two who have died to self.
Marriage is for two who have removed others.
Marriage is for those who do not look back.
Once boy asked girl what would you do if I fire you?
Girl said, “Forget it! I am not leaving!
Boy was so happy! “That is my girl,” he said.
Boy has not changed. Boy loves and misses girl.
Boy is waiting on God! Girl has changed!
Boy is begging prayers from friends all over the world.