An open letter to my fellowship from Me, myself an I. "A blessing."

“God’s little boy.”

In memory of those little ones that survived abortion, infanticide, child abuse, neglect and unfriendly lives, I write this letter.

In honor of a sovereign God who has not given up with men by providing in love and compassion and preserving little children against all adds, because they are the Land Lords of heaven, as Jesus said of them: “For theirs is the Kingdom of God.”

I rise to bless children in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit every covenant child along with Simeon and “Chirimachu” (The man who bless me in his arms when I was just a baby boy). In genuine love and affection as to seek protection from invisible forces I bless them by building an invisible fence around and pray as to reinforce it until death do us part.

I believe in blessing and do bless because I have been richly blessed throughout life, with seven children. Fifteen grandchildren and 22 adopted orphans and their additional 57 children. 

Blessed is the parent who seeks the blessings from God for his child. As parents we will not be around for too long on this earth and we need to secure the blessings of God for our children so the can live in peace and security and as depart in peace leaving our children under care.

Apart from Jesus I have secured the blessing of my children with the blessing of a godly man I know and that is their father. There are many godly men as my children’s Father, but I do not know if they love my children as much as the Father of my children do. I know the Father of my children as one whom the Lord got hold of him by bringing him out of the slime pit of violence, darkness and unbelief and God has given him revelations and visions in unusual intimacy.

I am proud of the Father of my children. But about myself I am only proud of my weaknesses. I know myself and I know the Father of my children well and I speak the truth as a witness of this two men. 

I have sought to make friends among you my peers in this Church and was able to find three other “porcupines” and their beautiful wives in, Bob DeMarco, Mike Connors and Chad Dukes. I am thankful to the Lord for these three men that to me they are like Peter, James and John the best friends of Jesus.

Each of these three men have four children each and with their permission I have sought to love and disciple them the best I know how by just loving them and being with them as Jesus choose twelve to be with them. I pray for Weston, Oliver, Gwendolyn and Franklin DeMarco regularly and Nathan, Clay, Timothy and Ana Clare Connors in the same way I pray for Daniel, Elizabeth, Hanna and Ezekiel Dukes.

I shall continue to pray for them the rest of my life because they are covenant children and I had the privilege to bless them in the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit. I am grateful to their parents for trusting me enough to love them. There is no hidden agenda in my heart for them other that the will of God for their lives.

Once upon a time there was a young man who found himself totally lost in the Jungles of Peru. In his desperation he found information about me and wrote me an email asking if he could come and stay with me until he got his passport and money from his parents for a plane ticket back to the USA. We had the privilege to have him in our house and led him to the Lord and nourish him back to health and send him with our blessing back to his home.

Unbeknownst to me the father of this man once helped my oldest Son in his project to go as missionary to Cusco Peru. Neither of us knew each other nor knew that one was helping the son of the other until after the facts were consummated. I love those who love my “little boy” and that man also loved me because I loved “his little boy.”

I abide under the principle of, “Putting the head of a little boy in the hope of touching the father’s heart.” Or as the saying goes:
“The candy you have given to my son has sweetened my mouth.”

“All I have in life is time and love and how I spend my time and love is how I spend myself and my life.”

 “God loves those who love his little boy.” For God “so” loved the world that he gave his one and only Son that whosoever believe in Him should not perish but have everlasting life.” But this does not mean that God loved the “world” more that “his own little boy”.
No my friends! That view would be so far from the Truth that would be placed in the realm of the “unconceivable.”

That which is worth in man is the image of God and the breath of God blown into his nostrils. It is the life of God in Jesus within us that is the hope of glory. In a way, God is saving and redeeming his life in us, which is to his glory and honor and our praise and adoration.

Think not for a moment that God could love you more that he loves Jesus. In all fairness I should grant the fact that the love of God for us is also his love for Jesus due to the fact that Jesus is the one head on the one body of which we are but member in oneness with Jesus.

Our worth before God is our “membership” in Jesus.

It would also be healthy for us to remember that though we are members of his one body, where the head is the only indispensable part of the body.
A man can live without arms and legs like Nick Vujicic.
A man can live by replace his heart for another.
A man can live without tonsils, gall bladder, and appendix. 

A man can live blind, mute and deaf. 

A man cannot live without the head.

“Jesus is the head of the church his body.”

Jesus alone is indispensable and preeminent for the church, for life and for existence as a whole. Before I get side tracked by foreign ideas, let me go back to God’s Little Boy, Jesus.

Jesus was born from a single Mother suspected of being pregnant with an unplanned child and almost fatherless before birth and when he arrived into the world there was no room in the Inn for him. 

Jesus was welcomed by a choir of Angels, visited by the humble shepherds and sought by wise men from the East and deeply hated by a wicked politician named Herod who sought to kill him by killing the innocent little boys of his time.

“Other little boys” died instead of Baby Boy Jesus “the little Boy of God”. I love toddlers because they innocently died instead of Jesus. Later Jesus would die for them in return on the Cross of Calvary.
Jesus loves the little children of the world, so do I love little ones as follower of Jesus and partaker of the nature of God in Jesus.

I believe in blessing and I am an ordained minister of the PCA of the Missouri Presbytery in good standing. Should the Lord prompt you to seek a blessing for your child, I am a phone call away and I will consider it an honor to pray for your little one in the name of the Father, of the Son and of the Holy Spirit.

In the name of Jesus the head of every believer, I, myself, and me, bless you and your little ones as “Simeon” the blessed bless Jesus.

Gerry Gutierrez.