I am being hit by Hypoglycemia

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I feel lonelier by the minute though I am never alone. 

 

In January 1972 my broken English was able to understand a country song, “When I want to love a lady I go home.”

 

I miss my lady. I miss Jesus in her heart. She told me once the reason why she could not be anything but a follower was because she had Jesus in her heart.

 

When Jesus was overwhelmed to the point of death, He climbed the mountain of Gethsemane to meet and hear God himself while others had fallen asleep.

 

In the same way, nothing works for me more than to contemplate the man of sorrow.

 

When I feel lonely, I go to Isaiah 53 and nothing brings me back to my first love and back to life than to see my innocent perfect and loving savior suffering rejection by being despised as a man of sorrows and acquainted with grief.

 

When I want to love a lady I go home, but when I want to love my Savior, I go to Gethsemane. I want to go to my Andes Mountains where Jesus first met me. 

 

When I want to meet God I go to the mountain. When I want to see the love and the grace of God, I go all the way to Mount Calvary to the feet of the Cross to hear one more time the words of Jesus praying, “Father forgive them for they know not what they do.”  It was those words that first conquered my heart and took the sword from my hands.

 

I am in need to feel free and forgiven again and ready to resume following Jesus in my heart.

 

Perhaps you feel far from God? Guess who moved? He is a prayer away and ready to embrace you as the father of the Prodigal Son who embraced his lost and beloved son.  The Gospel is a Gospel of repentance for the forgiveness of sin. 

While there was no room for Jesus in the Inn, there is room in the Inn of his heart for you.

 

Come to Jesus but come now. Come to Jesus to the mountains, come with me.

Are you perhaps like Jesus Overwhelmed to the point of death? What better time to come to Jesus…‟Just as you are …’ 

 

I am so overwhelmed to the point of death right now so that I fear not being able to finish this letter.  Please Pray now that I my cash your prayers as an  “I. O.U.”

 

I am trembling like a leaf as a cold sweat overtakes me.  Help!!!

 

Gerry Gutierrez.