Dear Praying Friends:
“Why doesn’t every religion just teach the Bible, if the Bible is what is true?” Marcos, while listening to my missionary friend share a Bible study with him.
“I have studied theology at my Catholic university, but I have not learned much about the Bible—you should teach me more about the Bible,” Dr. Navarro, neurologist.
“That [praying to God for salvation] sounds like a very important decision,” Emmalyn at the Naga City airport.
“It must be nice to have that kind of peace,” Dr. Ghiraldi, chiropractor.
Each of these individuals has heard the Gospel. I injured the ring finger on my right hand recently and had to visit the neurologist. During my appointment, he directed the conversation to my occupation here and then asked questions about what our college offers. He was curious about our Bible courses and asked if we ever had chapels and if people taught about the Bible in our chapels. I said yes and that he could come sometime if he wanted to. He mentioned that he regularly reads a Bible guide from the Catholic church but still does not understand much of the Scriptures. I shared with him then what I believed to be the most important teaching of Scripture—the way of salvation. He commented then, “Very interesting. You should teach me more about the Bible.” On my next visit, I gave him a Daily Bread with two tracts inside. He has promised to attend our college chapel on Friday night to do my follow-up appointment and to see what our college teaches about the Bible. Please pray for his salvation.
The beginning of December was quite busy. I took part in two Christmas programs. The first, on December 11, was an inter-church Christmas cantata—a Tagalog translation of Our Lord Emmanuel written by Dr. Dwight Gustafson. Four church choirs combined to share this cantata. We held the program in a large auditorium and had at least six hundred people in attendance. Choir members counseled visitors following a clear Gospel message preached by one of the pastors. Please pray for lasting fruit from this Gospel outreach to the lost. The second program was at my church in Bulacan and took place on December 18. I directed the children’s choir and played piano for the adult/youth choir.
Our college choir from BJMBC prepared a beautiful repertoire of Christmas music and shared this program at the ladies’ prison. A Bible major shared a Gospel challenge with the ladies as well. The choir also caroled at various homes on two nights. I enjoyed preparing a small snack for them and hosting all twenty-five of them in my small apartment.
From December 21 until January 2, I enjoyed a short ministry vacation visiting missionary friends, Pastor Kevin and Mary Brunner, in the Bicol region of the Philippines. This was my very first taste of true church-planting missionary work. The Brunners pastor Calvary Baptist Church in Pili but have also started a small work, Victorious Faith Baptist Church, in Caroyroyan. What a blessing to meet young Christians and to join the Brunners in their evangelism efforts. Once we walked on foot up a very muddy, slick mountain trail, through rice fields, and across a very rickety-looking bridge to conduct two Bible studies with families. We visited one home with a dirt floor, no electricity, three rooms, and only one bed and one hammock for nine people. As we were leaving, two of the children were returning with clean laundry stacked in a basin on top of their heads. They had climbed down to the river to wash their clothes.
We visited one couple on more than one occasion. Both times, Pastor Brunner conducted a Bible study. Marcos just came home from the hospital after sustaining a serious leg injury from a motorcycle accident. He had several questions for Pastor Brunner and indicated that he had talked with many people from various religions. He is not yet saved, but his wife has made a profession of faith. Please pray for him to read his Bible and to continue searching for the truth; I believe he is tender toward God’s true salvation, but Satan does not want to let go of his man. Please pray that Marcos and his wife will attend church on Sundays. On our second visit, Marcos’s wife prepared a delicious meal for us—fish heads/tails, and rice, complete with eyeballs.
One day the Brunners took me to see Mount Mayon, a famous active volcano. This volcano is the one that I tell about in my story, The Red Bracelet. It was exciting to actually see the volcano with my own eyes and to get some pictures on my own camera. When we first saw the volcano, it was smoking a little from the top. My friends told me that they have actually seen it when it was spurting lava down its sides.
I took part in the all-night caroling with the young people from their church. We visited about forty homes; some of faithful church members and some of people that the Brunners would love to see in church. I also had the opportunity to teach Sunday School twice—once to the primaries and once to the single ladies. It was a blessing to meet such precious young people. So many young people today turn aside to follow pleasures of the world; it is the Brunner’s burden that their young people see the importance of following God’s will for their lives and serving Him with their whole heart. My Bible challenge for the young ladies incorporated one of my favorite hymns, “O, Jesus, I Have Promised.” Oh, that we all would remain faithful to serve God to the end!
Please pray for the following requests:
1. More opportunities to witness.
2. Please pray for God to bring across my path those who are searching for the truth and who will respond to the Gospel.
3. Healing: I injured the digital nerves in my right ring finger on December 12 and cannot play piano or any other instrument until it heals completely.
4. Spiritual fervency/revival among our BJMBC student body.
5. Opportunities for BJMBC students to witness and to see God working through their lives.
Thank you very much for your continued faithful prayers and support. May God be glorified in the Philippines and in each of your ministries in America during the year 2012.
Joyfully serving in the will of God,
Jolea Jensen