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Gerry Gutierrez' Update
Rusted Hinges,
Cobwebs And Weeds On The Way. To my brothers and friends in
the Faith, who are scattered around the world, greetings in Jesus. This morning I decided to
open a special door to a short path that leads to your ÒhousesÓ. As I open the door, I heard
the noise of the rusted hinges of my door and I felt the cobwebs on my face as
I took my first steps toward your house. I also saw that weeds have
grown on the path all the way to your houseÕs footsteps. There has not
been traffic on this path for a while, though the fellowship of the saints is
our inheritance on this earth.
I'm ashamed not to have come
to you sooner. I'm wondering if the welcome mat is still in the same place to
wipe my feet of the dusty offenses before I enter into your house. I will knock
at your door today, hoping that you have forgotten Òthe one hundred denariiÕsÓ
I owe you.
It's been over five years
since our Ruthie left me totally alone in a strange land with the strange
people with strange language to testify as she did in my country. Ever since
then, my life has been like taking a cruiser of self pity and I have been
traveling around the world preaching and teaching and scouting the land to see
how we can possess it in our generation.
Three years ago I preached my
last sermon in Lancaster and I have been silence ever since as if someone has
robbed me of speech. The unchangeable Sovereign grace and love of God, plus the
loving words of some of you have sustained me during the last years; words such
as "do not be a stranger now, you hear?"
Instead of taking your open invitation and coming to you I have instead
kept my distance. I have
managed to alienate myself from you by writings with blurred vision. I thought
to have a special dispensation from you as a widower and the benefit of the doubt
over me in all things; because of the crushing weight
of my wife's departure and absence. Now my needs
of fellowship have increased due to recent events beyond my control
that I am in need to rebuild my life.
Jesus said, "You love
me, because I have loved you first". I have not been like Jesus in not
humbly coming to you first and give you no option but to love me back. Today
I'm coming in the hope of renewing fellowship again in Jesus. I can't live
without that fellowship on this side of heaven. I have been as hungry as Jesus,
who one morning in Bethany went to feed his hunger in a near by fig three but
found no figs to eat but only leaves.
The latest events of my life
have driven me back to a closer walk with God by faith in prayer to dwell in
the word of God seeking full alignment with him. It's in this spirit that I'll
resume shining for Jesus. My face and heart bear the scars of Jesus, but like
the moon which is full of scars shines just the same the glory of the sun,
so I pray and hope the Lord lets me shine for him and for his glory one more
time. I plan to go back to the pulpit by pen, persuasion, prayer and
proclamation lifting Jesus and him crucified. Bear with me one more time before
I die, to write to you short insights as food for prayer that I've been hearing
from the Lord in the cool of the day.
I am where I am by the strong
hand of God and under his predestined and prevailing will.
Beginning with this letter, I
intent to live life as if someone has left the gates open.
I have run out of excuses and
I will send you the cream of my seventy years of thinking without hindrance.
Please give me your attention at least for the next twelve months. I will be
seventy this year and I have granted myself the right to write to you what is
in my heart on how we can change the world in our generation. I am no longer
afraid to embarrass anyone but myself.
Yours, in the unity of Jesus
as if I was you.
Gerry Gutierrez.
Georgia, Sep. 05 2016 
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