Light Of Jesus Quezon City Cross Current
Venue: Lighthouse, 60 Chicago Street, Cubao, Quezon City
Time: 6:30pm to 10pm
Contacts: +63922 8180847, look for Raymond Arce or
+63917 9894642, look for Cathy Deyto
Registration Fee : P1,500

February 11
Muntinlupa City Introduction to Healing
Venue: Muntinlupa City Hall
Time: 8am to 6pm
Contacts: +63927 2845037, look for Rachel Columna or Juliet Guina
Free Registration. Open to all.

February 15-19
Davao City Cross Current
Exclusive for Campus Crusade.

March 6-April 24 (Registration: On-Going)

Word Community Church Pasig City Cross Current (Tuesdays)
Venue: 352 Henry Javier Street, Oranbo, Pasig City
Contact: +632 9100777, Pastor Jayvee Dychioco
Registration Fee: P1,500. Open to all.

March 9-11
Baguio City Introduction to Healing

March 16-18
Baguio City Cross Current

April 4-8
Puerto Princesa City, Palawan Hike for Life Outreach

April 13 & 14
Puerto Princesa City, Palawan Encounter

April 16 & 17
Puerto Princesa City, Palawan Cross Current Training

April 27-29
Isabela City Encounter

May 11-13
The Call Seminar/Workshop with Toni Dolfo-Smith & Amy Donaldson (Venue TBA)

May 8–October 16 (Now Accepting Applicants)
Word Community Church Pasig City Living Waters 25-week Program

Registration Fee: P5,000

June 6–September 12

Light Of Jesus Cubao, Quezon City Living Waters pilot (Wednesdays)

July 5–October 25
Bilibid Prison, Muntinlupa City Healing Ministry for Prisoners, Phase 3

September 14–18
Soulcare for Leaders with Andy Comiskey (Venue TBA)

October 28–November 3
Living Waters Leadership Training  (Venue TBA)

November 24
Thanksgiving Party

First & second half of 2012
Ignite Youth Program (TBA)

But even though as I accepted my condition, my heart knew that it was wrong. The turmoil within became strong that it made me a loner. I detached from my social environment. This became my defense mechanism so that others will not know the real me. As others became alienated from me, God also became alienated from me. This opened the doors to my addiction to pornography and masturbation. My isolation gave me the intense desire for popularity and earthly materials. I always wanted to be on top of our class. In my work I always want to have the highest earnings. Without this I felt I was nothing. In my work I sacrificed everything: my family, my friends and even my faith in God just to be successful.

Then I reached a crossroad in my life —- what life will I pursue. With the wealth in my pocket what will I choose? Will it be the homosexual lifestyle or the other way which for me is foreign and remote. I thank God He directed me to my counselor who told me about Cross Current.

Cross Current (together with my counselor, my support group, my psychologist and the online course) has done a lot of solid changes in my life. I learned to deal with weak relationship with my family since I was a child, specially my distant relationship with my father and my brother. I dealt with the sexual abuse by my playmate when I was 4 yrs. old. These were some of the reasons of who I am today. Like medicine, one cannot be healed without knowing the root cause. God, through the Cross Current, revealed the reasons why I have these feelings. And despite these weaknesses in my past He has come to fill me as I let Him come into my life.  From my brokenness, healing started. This is what I have been praying all along.

I thank God for Cross Current. The team was truly used by God as His instrument to transform me. I have learned that only through Him, with Him and in Him can real healing take place. As I continue my journey I have learned: to entrust Him my past and accept that it was His will for me; to surrender to Him my future for I know that His plan for me is perfect and the most important is to enjoy my present.

Lemuel
Dentist
31 years old

Marty
Evangelical Christian and Businessman

Personally I was blessed with many breakthroughs. I was able to rediscover the presence of God — that His light illuminates all and that Jesus is ever present. He sees me and I can see Him too with spiritual eyes. I was able to meditate again with ease after a long time of dryness. In the silence I was also able to hear God’s voice in my heart.

In community I confronted the “unlove” in me, my lack of attention and charity towards our brothers and sisters. How true it is that the enemy wants to destroy relationships. In a conversation with one of the leaders she told me to give love to people because this is what will matter, this is what will heal them.

God also made me realize that I am still a “good boy” that I have not matured or grown up at heart. He also wants to restore my masculinity.  I just need to keep on looking at Him and true masculinity is in the inner heart, not externals.  I received His call for me to develop friendships with straight men to strengthen the masculine in me.

I also realized I do many things NOT for myself or God, but to please people.  He wants to heaI this approval addiction. I also officially forgave a priest who abused me spiritually twenty years ago and was able to close the door to sin – to sexual addiction and shopaholism – for good.  I smashed idols for a second time, promising God never to look back.

During the retreat God also told me to confess a sin to my sister and she forgave me, so my burdens and worries disappeared. From the talk on boundaries I also realized the need to find work to support myself.  I also heard God’s message to sit and stand straight, of His desire to correct my body posture.

I realized more deeply the truth that has also been said in the 25-weeks that I am called to focus on healing, that my identity is not defined by my struggles or issues. My true identity is who I am in Christ.

These are just a few of the breakthroughs I received during the retreat. I pray I will from now on live my life in their light – in God’s Light.

To the whole Team, thank you so much for being an instrument of God’s healing and restoration for me – for all of us.  You will always be remembered with loving-kindness and gratitude.

God bless you!!!!!!!

Lar, age 49, Tutor, Paranaque

Growing up from a broken family, I have learned to be a strong, self –reliant woman. My life is a constant chase between acceptance and self-worth. Side-line expectators are on the look-out to my failure. My elementary teacher concluded that I had difficulty maintaining my rank in the class because I have no mother; a church elder told me I might have multiple partners soon because my dad is such; a high school teacher said she won’t be surprised to hear someday I’m cohabiting with someone else. There seem to be no good expectation from a child who was left by her parents at the age of one; nothing even neither from my parents nor from my relatives. So I strived all the more to prove them wrong. I was quite successful I think. I drowned myself with ministry, grabbed every leadership opportunity, excelled in my academics, made it to a well-known university and even graduated with honors. Being the achiever in the family, I enjoyed the admiration and respect that I received from relatives and other people. I was the intelligent, pious girl of the family; a trophy my parents and relatives would always brag about. Yet, no matter how much I clouded my heart with medals, titles, and even ministry, it remained untouched, unalive.

Sitting there in the session hall with other fellows, hearing testimonies of abuse and brokenness, I was quite bored and afraid. “What the hell am I doing here?”, I thought to myself. “That’s not how horrible my life is”, I commented from one testimony over another. Or is it really not? Then God, being sometimes the “villain” won’t let my passivity hindered His activity. It was that particular lesson about narcissism and relational idolatry that I can no longer keep the thick wall of my heart. Surely, it’s easier to put the blame to my parents. After all, had it not been to their separation and selfish pursuit I wouldn’t suffer much from running life on my own, getting people’s approval, clinging from one person to another just to feel secure only to find myself ruined each time. No matter how much blame I poured to my parents for my misery, the Lord won’t stop dealing to my personal sinful responses which led to my predicament. For days, I struggled with the sense of loss to the self I knew as God revealed how I created a self acceptable by everyone around me; a self seemingly alive in the outside yet slowly decaying inside. I was bewildered as the lies of the enemy tried to fill in the empty unknown self. You are just a bitchy woman trying to draw people to you, a beggar for love and yet remained unloved. The lies were too real I forgot they were actually lies. I never felt unworthy as I was at that moment. I never saw myself on how a sinner I really was. The lies were crippling and my true state was too much to bear.

What can take a dying man and raise him up to life again? What can heal a wounded soul? What can make us white as snow? What can fill the emptiness? What can mend our brokenness? What restores our faith in God? What reveals the Father’s love? What can lead the wayward home? What can melt a heart of stone? What can free the guilty ones What can save and overcome?

The song echoed in my room as I tried to find solace to my aching heart. Forgiveness. Grace. Love. I have heard of these things already – even preached them. Yet the knowing could not progress to believing. Not that their power had been diminished but that I have not let the power overrule my heart, sweep me if it must until every trace of doubt and sin be washed and eclipsed by the Glorious One who alone saves.

The invitation to come at the foot of the cross on that particular Tuesday night wasn’t an ordinary one. I was uneasy, tripping over every thought of shame and doubt, wondering if I was worthy enough to take even just a single step closer. That place was full of agony and wailing I couldn’t endure. But where else can I find empathy and comfort? Who else can fully understand?

…There was nothing beautiful or majestic about his appearance, nothing to attract us to him.

He was despised and rejected— a man of sorrows, acquainted with deepest grief…

[Yet] it was our weaknesses he carried; it was our sorrows that weighed him down.

[But] he was pierced for our rebellion, crushed for our sins.

He was beaten so we could be whole. He was whipped so we could be healed.

Isaiah 53:2-5 (New Living Translation)

Lingering there at the foot of the Cross, Love never failed to amaze me. Overwhelmed, I succumbed to the Man whose greatness was withheld so to endure every wound inflicted to Him just to give the wholeness He so desire for me to experience. It was there where my sorrow and His joy met, my death and His life kissed, my end and His beginning embraced. I cannot comprehend such sacrifice but it was enough to pierce the darkness in my heart and calm the turmoil within.

Even now, I know I am not yet free of struggles. The enemy is even working double time to reclaim his place I once allowed him to have. I still have to put guard on sentry duty to the lordship of Jesus in my heart. Only now, I am more than hopeful for He promised, “And I will give you a new heart, and I will put a new spirit in you. I will take out your stony, stubborn heart and give you a tender, responsive heart. And I will put my Spirit in you so that you will follow my decrees and be careful to obey my regulations.” Ezekiel 36:26-27 (New Living Translation)

The Cross has never been more painful and piercing. Yet, it has never been so life giving.

Jesus reigns. Kristia