Gerry Gutierrez' Update
“Darkness at noon.”
“The reading of that day was on Matt. 28.”
Bright Light at the Crack of Dawn.
When baby Jesus, the light of the world came, there was light at midnight.
When Jesus the light of the world died on the cross, there was darkness at noon. When Jesus the Light of the world came back from the death and resurrected, there was so much light at the tomb that rough soldiers were scared to death and trembled in great fear.
These pagan soldiers could not put their trust in the Lord, in spite of so much light and presence of Heavenly light that instead of doing the right thing (to report to the governor Pilot as it is was proper), instead they went to the enemies of Jesus to devise a plan to keep in the dark what their eyes had seen.
There is no worse blindness and self-condemnation than to have eyes and have seen the ‘Light of the world” in Jesus but prefer darkness instead of light.
My manuscript today is written with one eye with 75% vision, while the other eye is in its third day of recuperation from a surgery to see if it can be salvaged from a detached retina, operated in emergency basis with general anesthesia.
No matter what we go through, we are a witness of Jesus on this earth in order to testify.
My eyes have both been slapped in two different occasions, by two different hands one of a man and the other by a woman, one was left-handed and the other right handed.
There have been slow but steady complications and I was supposed to see a doctor in Washington D.C. next month.
But things have rapidly deteriorated due to a fall, that I had to run and see an Eye Doctor who recommended immediate emergency surgery. A friend gave up his doctor’s appointment with the eye doctor to have him see me. The following 12 hours were, to say the least, “going through the shadows of the valley of death.”
With only half vision and half total darkness in my left eye, I have personally discovered what real “darkness” is all about. It was so dangerous that the same day I saw the first doctor, only a few hours later I was with another doctor –at three in the afternoon–in a hospital gown with an IV in my arm and oxygen down my throat and under anesthesia in limbo in “another world.”
I am to be face down and sleep on my face and on my belly for the next 7 days in order to recuperate vision, Lord Willing. I need to be careful for next 6 to 7 months.
The darkness I have seen with my blinded eyes was of such a nature that I am prepared to testify what “thick darkness” means.
Half of my eyes could see things clearly while the other half was so, so but so dark that I could not even imagine a white chalk writing something on it. An absolute darkness if I have ever seen one.
The point of the story is not self pity, but an illustration of the absolute absence of light in Hell whereby I conclude that this is the darkness that Jesus talks about when the wicked is thrown out into the darkness where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth.
It is as if by common grace that God grants the complete darkness that they have “preferred” is the darkness they will have, with no eyes to see anything as not to compare their disgrace with the blessed light even from a far. Darkness with no room but for weeping and gnashing of teeth!
It is that kingdom that they preferred – the kingdom of Darkness –when preference was an option, and in that option they will dwell forever.
By God’s grace, my eyes are open to the light of life in Jesus, that even if I go blind, I will still dwell in His light.
Please, pray that I might completely recuperate my vision.