It is time for breaking News.

It is about time for “Good news.” Hallelujah!

Today is the most appropriate day to use this holy word to express my gratitude to our Lord and God Jehovah in Jesus’ name. Hallelujah!

Let me use of my gift of being brutally honest to describe my situation.

In my desire to mock death in false courage or in David’s lack of fearing of Bears, lions and giants, I decided to tighten my jaws in my own Gethsemane and to some degree I accelerated the pace toward the pearly gates by breaking myself from the “Peloton” in the hope of fulfilling my call to be courageous and strong for others.

Since my Ruthie died with her last words, “More time for your Lord papa, more time for your Lord.” I took myself seriously and I thought I had a new lease in life to write a book on prayer.

But in the jungle of life, a solitary Lion, no matter how large in life he might be, he is no match for the pack of hyenas, his eternal enemies. Add to that old age and decay and your “Termination” is only a matter of time.

What the enemy of God and our enemy cannot calculate is the scope of God’s love and grace in times of need. Nothing can separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus and that is because it is an already consummated love in Jesus and already Paid in full by his precious blood.

In few words, there is no amateur providence wanted or needed in the kingdom of God apart from Jesus the Lord.

Let me talk frankly. I never knew there was life beyond cirrhosis of the liver, diabetes, arrhythmia, stroke, hypoglycemia, high blood pressure, pancreatitis, stage five kidney failure etc.

But through your prayers and God’s grace, the chasing of hyenas has led me to the fold of God’s love and grace and family. Judge for yourself my beloved ones.

From not being able to stand for fear of losing my balance, to walking from my bedroom to the refrigerator without John Oskison’s beautiful cane after only one treatment of Dialysis is for me a miracle. HALLELUJAH!!!

As my family and friends know of me, I am not a man full of four-letter words in his vocabulary. I just never saw the wisdom of it, but “dialysis” was the closest thing to a dirty word for me until last night. Now “Dialysis” is a beautiful word. Dialysis, dialysis, dialysis, hallelujah dialysis is good.

Gerry Gutierrez.

PS The pictures are in the Hospital during my first Dialysis treatment last night.