Author: Chris Luzio

Jack and Bonnie supported Good News Productions International for many years, and continued doing so after death through their estate. When a representative from GNPI was scheduled to be the area, he invited us for breakfast. We thought it would an informational meeting about their ministry, but their reason for coming was to introduce us to Fernando Basso.

Fernando and his wife Janaine, along with their boys Benicio, Timoteo and Tito, are missionaries in Madagascar. Fernando was an agricultural engineer in Brazil, but he and his wife felt God was calling them to serve in Africa. After learning of the need for someone with knowledge of agriculture to help on the mission field, they moved there. After being welcomed, they were told they would be on their own because the other missionaries were all leaving.

Fernando had been led into a deeper relationship with Christ by watching the Jesus film that has been translated into nearly 2,000 languages and shown billions of times throughout the world, so he decided that would be a good way to introduce Jesus to the villages in southern Madagascar. In order to show the film he needed a solar-powered projector, so he reached out to GNPI. With their help and encouragement he has trained a team of pastors who have shown the film in over half of the 500 Bara villages, established over 200 churches, and started several ministries for children.

We just met him three weeks ago, but were so impressed by his ministry that we are excited to present him as another missionary for us to support.

God Bless, Rick

When Jesus prayed that we’d all be one, He was praying for the church, not for a nation. And when He said a kingdom divided against itself could not stand, He wasn’t talking about a nation, but the kingdom of Satan. When Patrick Henry, however, said “United we stand, divided we fall”, he was expressing concern for our nation, and many share that fear today.

We obviously do live in a nation that is politically divided, but is that a bad thing? I’m not so sure.

Before the flood, God saw that all flesh had corrupted their way upon the earth, and He would have blotted out mankind if He hadn’t found one righteous man. After sparing Noah and his family, He told them to fill the earth. But his descendants didn’t want to be scattered over the face of the earth, so they built a city that would bring glory to themselves. God could see where that was going, so He divided them into nations, speaking different languages.

It seems that when everyone in a fallen world is united as one, they always head away from God. Apparently nations were created to keep sinful men divided, and to contain the spread of rebellion against God within smaller units.

Being divided into nations also makes it possible for God to work through one nation to bless or discipline another, and this He has done throughout history. He even divided Israel into two countries in the hopes that one would influence the other. But when they both failed to obey Him, He used other countries to discipline and to eventually destroy them both.

The founders of our country were good students of history. They recognized the need for checks and balances, and even recognized that political parties were a necessary evil if we were to survive. In spite of the rhetoric and lying, parties serve a good purpose because they give us the opportunity to choose a platform that is more in keeping with our God-given values.

With that in mind, I encourage you to vote for a platform instead of a person. If you feel the stated goals and objectives of a particular party are more in line with God’s will, please vote for the lesser of two evils.

God Bless, Rick

Everyone knows I’m not much of a sports fan. Sports didn’t play much of a role in my childhood. Dad did put a basketball pole in the yard, but we really couldn’t dribble on the grass. I played baseball for a couple of seasons, but didn’t even try to get into a Little League team with uniforms. Khoury League with T-shirts had to do.

When I entered high school I thought I’d go out for football. But the first practice was on a track field, and the coach wanted to see how tough we were. He told us to dive into the cinders, and I just went home. When I went out for wrestling, a couple of classmates told me I would be guaranteed a letter if I’d volunteer to be the manager. I did, but who wants to wear a letter with MGR on it?

Sports did, however, become important for me when I became a father and grandfather. When Matt and Nikki went out for soccer I knew nothing about it, but really enjoyed watching them play. Matt tried football for a season, but decided he’d rather make music, and Nikki stayed with soccer through her first year in college. When the grandkids got into soccer I was ready, and loved watching them play. Even when they played like a swarm of bees after the ball.

Grace and Anna stuck with soccer throughout high school, and both were team captains. I was really looking forward to the year they would get to play on the same team, but then Covid struck. Josie and Will are now playing soccer, but they are in Tennessee.

I don’t think I have to tell anyone what kind of athlete Carter is. The media does that for me. And now Levi is a freshmen kicker, on the varsity team.

Obviously I’m very proud of all my grandkids, but Carter did something a couple of weeks ago that took my pride to another level. While we were at Bible study he texted Nikki to tell her he was making thirty-five milkshakes for kids from the Fellowship of Christian Athletes. He began leading the Auburn chapter last year, and had invited all his friends to come. Thirty-nine came, and Carter was more excited than I’ve ever seen him. Even after a touchdown!

And so was I.

God Bess, Rick

Our Sunday night studies for adults will begin again on September 15th at 6:30. As is usually the case, deciding what to study was an interesting process.

Last year I had announced that we would look at Tim Challies’ Epic: an Around-the-World Journey through Christian History. Then you gave me and Marilyn an epic journey to the Holy Land.

My skepticism about the authenticity of the sites led me to Joel Kramer’s Where God Came Down: The Archaeological Evidence. After reading his book and actually seeing the sites, I decided we needed to look at the archaeology of the Holy Land before looking at Christian history. We therefore spent several
months looking at YouTube videos he produced, as well as others, and everyone really enjoyed them.

When we finished our archaeological study, we began our look at artifacts from around the world that taught us about the history of the church. When we took a break for the summer and I asked the class what they would like to study this year, all I kept hearing was “More archaeology!”

When I told Marilyn I didn’t know what more we could look at, she brought up the That the World May Know series by Ray Vander Laan that we watched on VHS twenty-five years ago. When I went on-line to see if they were available in a format we could use, I discovered that Ray has continued taking people on tours of the Holy Land. His tours focus more on faith lessons he draws from the various locations than the archaeology itself, and when I saw that Focus on the Family had continued producing videos of his trips, it seemed like the perfect follow-up to what we did last year.

We have therefore purchased Ray’s most recent four videos, Israel’s Mission, The Mission of Jesus, A Clash of Kingdoms, and Cultures in Conflict. Each study will last for five weeks, and we’ll begin with Israel’s Mission: Becoming a Kingdom of Priests in a Prodigal World on the 15th.

All adults are invited to join us for these interesting studies.

God Bless, Rick

Noah was told by God to build for himself an ark of gopher wood, but then told he should enter the ark with his wife, his sons, and their wives. Since we all descended not just from Adam and Eve, but from Noah’s family, I’m glad he took
them with him. With all the animals on board, I’m not sure they all enjoyed the
cruise, but were glad they were invited.

Obviously I’m not Noah, but I too have invited my family to join me on a cruise. It won’t last over a year, but only seven days. And while we may be a tad crowded in small cabins, we won’t be sharing quarters with all the animals on earth. However, we will have a chance to hug a sloth. No, not a lazy old man, but the three-toed variety.

Yes, I’m taking my family, including a new grandson-in-law and future grandson-in-law, on a Caribbean cruise. We’ll be leaving New Orleans on July 28th, and returning to port on August 4th. After a couple of days at sea, we’ll hug a sloth, soar over the jungle on ziplines, and spend a little time on a beach in Roatan, Honduras. The next day we’ll visit a Mayan ruin and go tubing on a river through caves in Belize. Then, after seeing sights, shopping, or snorkeling in Cozumel, we’ll spend a final day on the ship heading home.

I tell you all of this because I can’t think of anything else to write, and because I
really want to thank you for making all this possible.

When Marilyn and I went on a cruise for our 25th anniversary, I met an older
gentleman who brought all his kids and grandkids on the cruise with him. I loved
the idea, and hoped I could do the same someday. Over a year ago I decided I
could, and booked the cruise.

You have generously supported me for over fifty years, and even sent Marilyn
and me to the Holy Land several months ago. Your love and support is very much appreciated.

God Bless, Rick