Please read this letter.

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There is more to the name of Jesus than what meets the eyes.

“Daring to come before God.”

 

If you are brave enough to talk to God in prayer you had better do it in faith and be prepared to answer the question: “Where is your faith?” In times of crisis a man reveales the kind of material of which he is made and what kind of spirit governs his life.

 

When the storm threatened to sink the boat in the lake, the disciples woke Jesus from a nap and in fear reported that they were about to drown.

Jesus calmed the storm and the people asked each other. “Who is this man that even the storms obeying him?

 

Who?

This man is the Son of God but his name is Jesus.

That is the Gospel!

The Gospel is to believe in him who God has sent and his name is Jesus.

Jesus alone as our creator and redeemer has the right to ask the question, “Where is your faith?”

 

Fear is the first evidence of the absence of faith and the presence of the sin of unbelief. Remember my friend that you and I have heard this question back in the Garden when we were in the loins of Adam and Eve. Back when our first parents in fear hid themselves from God at the cool of the day.

 

God in the Garden had only one convicting question to ask and that was the same two thousand years ago in the time of Jesus and today and in the Day of Judgment. The question is: 

“Where are you in relation to me?”

Where is your faith?

What has happened to our relationship since our last conversation?

What have you done with the gift of faith given to you by my words?

Have you listened to other voices and replaced my words with other words?

 

If you are reading this letter, which means that you are still alive, and if you haven’t done it already, all you have to do is to repent and ask for the forgiveness of Sin. You must believe in Jesus as the Son of God who is God the Son in the flesh made visible for your sake.

 

Since you have dared to wake the man of Nazareth and ask who he is? Know now that he is Jesus the Son of God and God the Son. That saving Faith is that which takes away the unforgivable sin of unbelief.

Who is this man?

This man is the Christ of God but his name is Jesus.

This man is the savior of the world but his name is Jesus.

This man is the Messiah, but his name is Jesus.

This man is the Lord, but his name is Jesus.

This man is Emmanuel, but his name is Jesus.

This man is the Son of God, but his name is Jesus.

This man is the Prince of Peace, but his name is Jesus.

This man is the Mighty God, but his name is Jesus.

This man is the Everlasting Father, but his name is Jesus.

This man is the creator of the world, but his name is Jesus.

This man is the teacher, but his name was Jesus.

This man is the Counselor from God, but his name is Jesus.

This man is the Way, but his name is Jesus.

This man is the Truth, but his name is Jesus.

This man is the Life, but his name is Jesus. 

This man is the intercessor, but his name is Jesus.

This man is existence itself, but his precious name is Jesus and there is no other.

 

I blush in pain when the leaders of prayer meetings carelessly end abruptly their prayers with a casual, “in your name amen.” Or, “in Christ’s name amen.”

Or just plain old, “amen.” Please pray in the name of Jesus. 

 

My Ruthie and our children lived with twenty-two orphans for many years in our house. The orphans loved to play soccer and if it were up to them, they would play soccer every day. We had an old school bus that I drove to take the orphans around. Every time they would want to play soccer, all they had to do was to persuade Caleb, Nathaniel, or Ben asking them to ask me to go to play soccer in the surrounding villages.

 

Somehow the confidence they had in the intercessory powers of my sons moved me immediately to say yes and I would drop everything I was doing and drive the bus and join them myself in playing soccer. My payment was their enthusiastic singing on the way up and back from the village and their happy laughter.

 

Ruthie used to say, “That silly game of soccer is where eleven men from each team run after a ball like little dogs run after the tire of an automobile.” (Lol).

 

Asking the Father by using the Son “Works.” For no other reason but not to fail my son in front of his friends.

 

I must have gotten this from my Jehovah’s side of the family. The acorn doesn't fall far from the oak tree. Speaking about Acorn, it is an Oak tree in a nutshell. 

 

This was your fellow nut on duty traveling as fellows on the same ship in fellowship in the name of Jesus. 

 

Gerry Gutierrez.

 

Random pictures of my precious kids.