August 2000

Dear Brothers and Sisters in Christ,

                As most of you know I took a three week trip to Honduras in August with two other guys.  One from my local church and another from a church here in Pensacola that knows Honduras very well.  My intention for going was to find out were the Lord would have me to go when I finished deputation.  I also wanted to visit an orphange and a Christian school while I was there to see how they are run, because I’m praying about starting one or the other along with a church.  Well, the trip went well, and the Lord really blessed.  We passed out over 30,000 tracts along the way, and saw over 15 souls saved! 

            During my three weeks in Honduras, there were four main places that I wanted to visit.  They were the villages of Cane, Yuscaran, Tegucigalpa, and San Jose.   Tegucigalpa was the location of the Christian School.  San Jose was the orphanage.  Yuscaran was a village with to my knowledge, no gospel witness. And, Cane was the small town with a Baptist church that had been without a pastor for 3 years.  Glory to God, I was able to visit all these places and more.

            In Tegucigalpa, I worked with Pastor Abel Bonilla for a short time in his Christian school and learned about how to run one.  There Bro. Abel asked me to come and work with him when I returned to Honduras.  I told him I’d have to pray about it.  That certainly sounds like an open door, but I wanted to know God’s will.

            From Tegucigalpa, I traveled to the village of El Paraiso (Paradise in English) and preached in a church there.  After the service two accepted Christ as their saviour!  I praise God for that!  But, while there my heart broke when I talked to a 14 year old girl.  She told me she was the only one in her village that was saved.  I prayed and said, “Lord, is her village where you want me to go?” 

            From El Paraiso we journeyed to Yuscaran and passed out tracts.  There we found an isolated town of over 2000 people with no Independent Bible Believing Baptist work.  My heart bled for this town, as I continually prayed and asked God if this was were he wanted me.    From there we traveled to the village of Cane.  We passed out tracts to every house in this small town and then we found the church.  I wanted to preach there if the Lord would permit.  We found out it was a Southern Baptist Church and they didn’t want us preaching there.  So, that door was shut.  Still I continued praying about Cane because I had a burden for that place.  But, it was a burden, not a call!  I wanted to know where God wanted me in Honduras!

            While in Tegucigalpa passing out tracts and preaching on the street, I had four guys come up to me and ask me for Bibles.  They said they were Lenca Indians and that they wanted someone to come and visit them and bring their people Bibles, as well.  I didn’t think much about it at first, and I gave them some Bibles.  I only had three on me, and there were four of them.  So, one didn’t get a Bible.  Then, they wrote their names on a piece of paper and gave it too me and were on their way.  I stuffed the paper in my pocket and kept on passing out tracts.  Later I looked at the paper and read it.  It had their names, and the city (Colomoncauga) and state (Intibuca) they were from in Honduras.  But, they had also written, “We want someone to come and visit us.”  Then I remembered Acts 16, “The Macedonian Call.”  

            So, after reading Acts 16 again, we packed up all the Bibles we had, and by faith we took a 10 hour bus trip to a place we’ve never been before, to see people that didn’t know we are coming, and not knowing if there will be a place for us to stay when we get there!   To make a long story short, we found a place to stay.  And, in the morning we sat down at breakfast to eat at a comedor (it’s like a cafeteria only in someone’s home), and guess who’s sitting at the table?  The guy from Tegucigalpa that didn’t get a Bible!  Isn’t it wild how God works?

            So, we gave him a Bible, and afterwards in came the other Indians and told us to get the Bibles and come with them.  So, we did.  They took us into a little room with a horseshoe shaped table and then asked Abe and I to sit up front.  Then they began to explain that they were all heads of the different aldeas (or little towns) outside of the city of Colomoncaugua, and that they want to make their community a better place.  They wanted someone to come to them and start a school for their children, and a church!  That was wild!  It was just what I was praying about doing!   After, that I gave all of them a Bible and asked them if I could preach to them about the gospel!  They readily agreed, and I preached for about 30 minutes.  After which all 11 men there made a profession of faith in Jesus Christ!!!  That was too awesome!  I now believe that I know were God wants me to go when I return to Honduras.  They told me that there are 25 different villages in the mountains outside of Colomoncagua and it’s my desire to start a work in Colomoncauga, and then work out to those 25 different villages.

            If that wasn’t a big enough blesssing,  after that I also preached in the orphanage in San Jose toward the end of the trip and had one trust Christ as his Saviour!  Then, that night my friend Abe preached, and a 16 year old boy named Luis trusted Christ’s righteousness to save him!

            God was good, and directed my path and showed me where to go back when I finish deputation.  I’m thankful I serve a living Saviour that loves his own and guides them along.  Please continue to keep me in your prayers, that God would help me to finish depuation quickly and get back to Honduras to work with these Lenca Indians. 

Because He lives,

Robert Ray Breaker III

Missionary to Honduras

 



A Brief Summary of the Trip

August 1st 2000            Arrived at Tegucigalpa international airport, and met Pastor Abel Bonilla.  Went back to church with him, and set up a schedule for the trip.  In the evening we went on Visitation, and got out several hundred tracts.

August 2nd 2000           I gave a 15 minute devotion to the kids at the Pastor’s school.  Afterwards we went to the University of Tegucigalpa.  There were people everywhere!  We passed out over 6,000 tracts in less than 5 hours!  I gave away two Bibles!

August 3rd 2000            Went to a public school in Comayaguela and preached to over 300 kids.  After preaching we passed out chick tracts to the kids.  No telling how many accepted Christ as their saviour!  After the school, we passed out almost 1,000 tracts in the main park downtown in Tegucigalpa.  In the evening, we went on Visitation, and I gave away a Bible to a 12 year old boy. 

August 4th 2000            We went downtown in Tegucigalpa and passed out easily over 3,000 tracts in a short time. (Tegucigalpa is a city of over 1 million people).  This is when the Indians came and asked me to visit their village.

In the evening we went to a village called El Paraiso close to the Nicaraguan border.  I preached in the church there, and two accepted Christ as their Saviour!

August 5th 2000            We left the village of El Paraiso and went to the village of Danli.  It’s a small village that needs a church. We passed out tracts there, and then went to the town of Yuscaran and did the same.  Yuscaran is a town of over 2,000 people and the only church in their village is a Catholic church.  They need a gospel witness.  From there we went to 

the Pastor’s house and had what they called “Kid’s club.”  They gathered up the neighborhood kids and preached to them.

That night we went to a church there in Tegucigalpa for the teens night at church.  The Pastor preached a great message.

Afterwards I talked to the Pastor.  He said that the Pastor before him died of Cancer.  He was only 23 years old!  How sad. Honduras needs missionaries!!!

August 6th 2000            Sunday morning church service at Pastor Bonilla’s.  It was a blessing, because one of the people we invited to church on visitation showed up for service.  He even used some of his hard earned money to take a taxi to church!  He had just been saved several weeks ago, and I was able to give him a Bible.

August 7th 2000            Most of the day was spent running errands with the Pastor, and getting out tracts. 

August 8th 2000            We passed out several thousand tracts in downtown Tegucigalpa and then we met up with another missionary named Chester Sheren.  He took us to Comayagua.

August 9th 2000            Awoke to find we had no water.  So, we ate breakfast and then went to the village of Cane.  That’s the village I wrote about in my June prayerletter where there was a church with no Pastor.  We found the church and asked around if I could preach there.  But, we were told it was a Southern Baptist Church, and they wouldn’t allow an Independent Baptist to preach there.  (They would rather have no one there at all, than have someone who wasn’t Southern Baptist).  So, we walked around the whole village and went to every house and passed out tracts.  I was hoping so much to preach there, but now it’s a closed door.  But, that village still needs the truth.

August 10th 2000          Went to the city of La Paz.  We passed out several thousand tracts there.  We even walked into the hospital and handed out hundreds of tracts.  Afterwards, we went back to Comayagua, and handed out anouther four or five hundred tracts.  That night we prayed about going to the Lenca Indians.  After praying, we read Acts sixteen.

August 11th 2000          We woke up at 4:30 A.M. and began our day.  We left at 5:30 A.M. on a bus bound for Colomoncauga.  We arrived in La Esperanza at about 9:00 A.M.  There we ate breakfast and got out several hundred tracts.  At 11:00 A.M.  we left for Colomoncaugua and arrived there five hours later.  In Colomoncaugua we passed out tracts and asked around for a place to stay.  Plus we got to give out several Bibles.

August 12th 2000          We awoke at around 7:30 A.M. still exhausted from our agonizing trip.  We sat down to breakfast, and to our surprise sitting at the table was one of the indian guys we met in Tegucigalpa.  He was the one we didn’t get to give a bible too.  So, I gave him a Bible,and he hugged it!  Then the other indians came in and asked us to go with them.  They led me into a room and asked me to sit in front of them.  I gave them all Bibles and then preached and all 11 of them trusted Christ!  I left them with all the Bibles I had and 70 New Testaments.  They said they’d distribute them.

And, they asked me to come back and work with them when I return to Honduras.

August 13th 2000          We left Colomoncaugua on the early morning bus at 3:00 A.M.  We arrive at La Esperanza at 8:00 A.M. and passed out tracts there.  Then we journey to San Jose to visit another missionary.  He has an orphanage and a Bible Institute there and I wanted to learn how he runs them.  It took us 13 hours by bus before we finally got there!

Then that night, we heard him preach a message in the Sunday evening service.

August 14th 2000          His Bible Institute is from eight in the morning until 12 noon.  So we sat in on that.  Each course was one hour long.  And, most of the students were from the orphanage there.  At present he has over 130 kids in the orphanage.  But, to start the Institute, they have to be over 13 years old.  We sat in on the classes, and then in the afternoon helped the missionary haul dirt.

August 15th 2000          Today we took a bus to the see the Copan Indian Ruins of the ancient Mayan Indians.  We passed out many tracts on the way and had a good time.  We also got to witness to some English people there at the ruins.  On the trip back we had to wait til after dark for our bus.  We passed out tracts and stayed close to the night guard as so not to be robbed.  Finally our bus came and we made it back to the missionary’s house.  Not without being scared though by a gun shot in the distance while walking down the road to his house.  Upon hearing it, we ran as fast as we could!

August 16th 2000          We attended one class at the Bible Institute at 8:00A.M til 9:00A.M.  Then, we went with the missionary to the dentist in the town of Florida.  He took about 25-30 kids to get their teeth checked.  While there we passed out over 500 tracts in that town.  We went into the pool halls, the stores, the park, and even into a cigar making factory to pass out tracts and everyone readily received us and asked for them!   After that I preached at the orphanage, and we had one saved, and that night my friend preached the Wednesday night service and a 16 year old boy named Luis accepted the Lord Jesus Christ as his Saviour!  I preached in the church in San Jose that night.

August 17th 2000          We left the orphanage by bus and arrived again in Comayagua at about 3:45 P.M.  We went that evening to the church with the missionary there and heard a good message.

August 18th 2000          I awoke with a terrible pain in my stomach.  I was sick as a dog.  But I went to town with them anyway and passed out tracts.  I handed out about 200 tracts and then had to go back to the missionary’s house by taxi to rest.  They stayed and handed out several hundred more. 

August 19th 2000          Today I awoke feeling a lot better.  After a shower and shave I ate a light breakfast.  Then we went to Comayagua and handed out more tracts and shopped for souvenirs.  I got to give a nun a tract entitled “Are Roman Catholics Christians?”  That was awesome!  I hope she reads it and gets saved!  We handed out over 500 tracts and then we left by bus for the capital Tegucigalpa.

August 20th 2000          Our last day in Honduras.  I didn’t want to leave!  But, we had to.  We left for the airport at about 9:30 A.M.   Along the way we got out a good amount of tracts.  And, at the airport we got out the last of our tracts.  It was quite a relief to pass out the last one, and to know that you’ve passed out over 30,000 tracts in a three week period!  There is no telling what good came from all those tracts, or how many got saved!  I’m just glad we had the opportunity to do so! 

July 2000

Dear Beloved of God,

            I did a lot of traveling to meetings in July, and spent most of the month in South Carolina, Georgia, Louisiana, Tennessee, and Florida.  In between meetings, I spent the first week of July in South Carolina working with a church there trying to help them build a spanish ministry.  We went on visitation in several spanish speaking communties, and distributed tracts, and a few Bibles, as we invited them to church. I also got a chance to do the same thing in Cullman, Alabama in a Mexican apartment complex, and trailer park there.  A brother from the church knew where they were, but he couldn’t speak their language.  So, we went together, and witnessed to them and passed out tracts.  I really enjoy ministering to the Hispanics people, and hope the Lord continues to allow me to do so on deputation.

            Also in July, I was in a missions conference in Tennessee, when the Pastor got word from one of his church members that a lost 73 year old elderly man was in the hospital.  He had just undergone surgery early that morning, and was given only twenty four hours to live.  The Pastor then came to the dorm where I was staying and woke me up and asked me if I’d go and see him and witness to him as quickly as possible!  I readily accepted!  After I took the fastest shower of my life, and got dressed lickety-split, I jumped in my car and sped to the hospital praying the whole way.  All I could think about was that he would live long enough to hear the gospel!  I think I was going a little over the speed limit but, all I knew was that man needed to be saved!  When I got there I walked into intensive care and found him and began to witness.  I took his hand and asked him to just listen and squeeze my hand once for “yes” and twice for “no.”  But, he was too weak to do that.  So, I went through the Bible with him and gave him the gospel.  I asked him if he was a sinner, and he nodded his head ever so slightly.  Then I gave him some verses on Hell, and how to be saved.  Then I asked him if he’d like to get saved, and he shook his head up and down a lot faster!  Right then and there, James Goad trusted the Lord Jesus Christ as his Saviour as tears flowed down his face.  There was just a totally different look in his eyes afterwards.  Then I went through and gave him some verses on Heaven and how wonderful it’s going to be.  To make a long story short, as soon as I finished reading to him, his family came in.  They told me that his grandkids went to the church there in Tennessee.  Then it struck me.  The night before I gave my testimony about my grandfather, and how he would never listen about Jesus.  I remember saying, “If I couldn’t win my grandpa to the Lord, maybe I could win someone else’s.”  And,when they told me about his grandkids, I realized this man was someone’s grandpa!  Isn’t God good? 

            Toward the end of July, I met up with a friend of mine that graduated with me from Bible School. We decided to take a trip to Beale Street in Memphis, Tennessee together and get out some gospel tracts.  As we were walking down the street, a little black boy came up to us and said, “Tip for flip!”  I said, “What?” He said, “Tip for flip!”  Then he explained he’d do a cartwheel for some money.  I asked him if he was hungry, and he said, “Yeah.”  So, we bought him lunch at one of the resturants there, and for the next 30 minutes, we witnessed to him about Jesus.  He didn’t get saved, but it was good to plant the seed.  I hope sometime when he gets older he’ll remember that someone loved him enough to buy him some food and take time to tell him about Jesus.  That’s what being a missionary is all about!

            Finally, I’d like to tell you about streetpreaching in Bolivar, Tennessee.  I was preaching to the cars stopped at a stoplight when I noticed 10 or 15 young teenagers across the street parked at a gas station poking fun.  They laughed and mocked and even yelled back a few vulgarities.  This made me want to preach even harder, which I did!  Eventually, they made it clear they didn’t like me and continued to yell and mock.  So, I marched over to my car, and grabbed a handful of tracts and marched right over there to give them to them.  When they saw me coming they took off!  I’ve never seen anyone run so fast in all my life!  They all jumped in their cars and went 20 different directions peeling out.  What did they have to be afraid off?  There were more of them than there were of me.  I guess it’s true, cockroaches really do run from the light!  And, in this case it was the light of the glorious gospel of Jesus Christ.

            Please continue to keep me in your prayers as I leave for Honduras August 1st and return August 20th.

Because He lives,

Robert Ray Breaker III

Missionary to Honduras



June 2000

Dear Brothers and Sisters in Christ,

            Greetings once again in the name our Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ!  I hope this letter finds you all in good health and in walking in the joy of the Lord, which is your strength (Neh. 8:10)!

            Well, it’s hard to believe that the year two thousand is now over half over. But, I’m glad to report I have now a little more than half of my support!  God has been good!  I had several more churches take me on for support in June.  One church in Lawerenceburg, Tennessee took me on for one hundred and fifty dollars a month!  So, I praise God for that!

            For most of the month of June, I was in Arkansas and Oklahoma with meetings there.  In between meetings, I spent some time with my mother and grandmother in Oklahoma, and I got to talk to them about the Lord.  I’ve tried to witness to them before, but they would never really open up and tell me their testimony.  But, while I was there this time they did.

            When my grandmother and I were alone she told me that she was glad that I was a preacher, and not to worry about her, because she had been saved as a teenager, and made peace with her Maker.  I was glad to hear that!           

            I was worried about my mother also, because she attends several different Charasmatic churches.  And, before when I’d ask her about when she got saved, she would get offended.  But, while I was with her this time, she gave me her testimony, and told me that she was born again when she was younger.  She even took me to Wayne, Oklahoma to see the little church that she was saved in. I was glad to hear that because I didn’t know if she was saved or not.  Now, I’m praying that she’ll get into a good Bible believing church! 

            Also, In June, I went to Little Rock, Arkansas, and preached on the street several blocks from the capital.  I took with me a 13 year old boy from one of the local churches there.  He’d never been streetpreaching before, but he took to it like a fish to water!  He enjoyed it and we had a good time. It’s been one of my goals on deputation to go to as many state capitals as I can while I’m traveling the country and streetpreach. So, far I’ve been to about 12 different ones, and I hope to get to many more before I finish deputation.

            Finally in June, I got to lead a soul to the saving knowledge of the truth!  On June 3rd, I stopped at a gas station in Mississippi, and was able to lead an eighteen year old black man to the Lord named Rachen.  (Please add him to your prayer list that he might grow!)

            Thanks again for all your prayers, support, and correspondence.  May God continually bless and keep you!

Because He lives,

Robert Ray Breaker III

Missionary to Honduras

May 2000

Dear Brothers and Sisters in Christ,

            Greetings once again in the glorious name of our Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ!  I hope this letter finds you in good health and in the joy of the Lord.

            Even though this is a May prayerletter, I must tell you about what happened the last day of April.  After showing my slides in a Sunday morning service in Boaz, Alabama, a brother invited me to do visitation at an all Spanish Trailer park by his house.  He had a burden for the Mexicans there, but did not know how to speak Spanish.  I told him I’d be more than happy to go, so we went together, and had a wonderful time visiting.  We handed out two Spanish Bibles, and many tracts.  Plus, I was able to lead a guy to the Lord named Austin.  He’s a 23 year old man from Mexico, and he’s here working in the United States.  (Please add him to your pray list, that he may grow!)

            Now back to the month of May, the Lord opened the door again to visit a Spanish Trailer Park in Beaufort, South Carolina.  A Puerto Rican brother from the church there asked me to go because he didn’t speak spanish, but he had a burden for the Hispanic people.  We went togther and visited about 5 trailers.  At the first trailer, I preached to about 3 Mexicans for almost 10 minutes, and had one profession of faith! 

            At the next trailer, I had one Mexican get very excited.  I told him we were telling people about Jesus Christ and asked him if he was saved.  He said he was, and that he wanted a church to go to here in the United States.  He didn’t speak a lick of English, but he said he had just been talking with some of the other Mexicans there in the trailer park and they were wanting to go to church also.  So, I told them about the church there in Beaufort, and the brother I was with said they had a man in their church that could translate into Spanish, and that he would come and get them and take them to church if they wished.  They were very happy about the idea and wanted to go!  The last I heard, they have been going faithfully, and the church there in Beaufort wants to start a Spanish church!

            At the last trailer we visited, we came across a Catholic man and his sons.  Even though they were eating dinner, they invited us in and asked me to tell them about Jesus.  After witnessing to them, He said “¿Que doctrina es?”  (What doctrine is this?)   I told him again that salvation is not in Mary, or in a church, but only by faith in the blood of Jesus Christ!  After I pushed for a decision, he said, “Well I need to think about it and study it some more.  I’m not ready right now...”   I left a tract in Spanish entitled “Are Roman Catholics Christians?”  And, asked him if he would to read it and prayerfully ask God to show him the truth!  (Please pray for him that he and his sons would get saved!)

            Also in May, I was priviledged to attend the Beale Street Blast in Memphis, Tennessee.  Every May, streetpreachers from all over go to downtown Memphis for four days of streetpreaching on Beale street.  This was the first year I was able to attend, and boy was it awesome.  There were thousands of people on the streets.  They were so close together, you could barely walk in between them.  I think we had almost a hundred streetpreachers preaching the gospel, and getting out tracts.  I believe they said we had 12 people saved!  If you get a chance to attend next year it would be worth it!

            Also back in my October 1999 prayerletter, I told how I came upon a man who knew about village in Cane, Honduras that had a church without a Pastor, and that the whole village was praying for a man to come and preach to them and teach the Bible.  Well, I called down there and spoke to the people and they told me that they would love for me to come and teach and preach to them.  They said there were about 2000 people in that village.  And, they are wanting to have someone come and teach them the Bible.  I was excited to hear that! 

            So, I bought my ticket, and I’ll be going to Honduras on August 1st - 20th of this year.  I’ll be preaching at that church and doing visitation in that village, as well as visiting two other works in Honduras.  One is a school for children and the other is an orphanage.  As you know the Lord has laid the children on my heart as well as starting a church, and I’d like to see how these ministries are run, so that I’ll know how to start one if God allows.  Please contine to pray for me and this trip, that God would show me if the village of Cane is where he wants me to return when I finish deputation.

Because He lives,

Robert Ray Breaker III

Missionary to Honduras

March - April 2000

Dear Brothers and Sisters in Christ,

            The months of March and April have been long and seemed to have dragged on and on.  I spent a majority of the time on the road in Michigan and Ohio with meetings there for six weeks.    But, I’m happy to report that 4 new Churches took me on for support during this time, and a couple more promised to take me on later as the Lord allows.

            In March I had quite a humiliating experience.  Who ever said that serving God was not fun is wrong.  It’s a blast!  But, there are times when it doesn’t always go smoothly, and you end up looking like a fool in the eyes of the world.  If anyone has ever had disasters in personal work, it’s been me.  I’ve been spit upon, laughed at and mocked while witnessing for Christ.  Not to mention that time while I was passing out tracts in Canada that a J.W. lady hit me.  But, this one takes the cake.  I travel a lot, and I like to stop in big cities and go streetpreaching.   This particular time, I stopped in downtown Columbus, Ohio to preach on the street and pass out tracts.  I had my Bible in one hand and a Scripture sign in the other.   Plus I had a big stack of tracts, but no where to hold them.  So, I sat them down by the side of a building for a few minutes and began preaching the gospel as loudly as I could.  The acoustics were great!  My voice bounced off of buildings and could be heard all over the downtown area.  I was really enjoying myself!  About that time, however, a tremendous gust of  wind came out of nowhere and blew as hard as it could.  Over 300 tracts went flying everywhere.  Then the wind bounced off the next building and blew strait up!  Tracts were soaring 50 feet in the air, and spreading all over the city.  It was raining tracts!  I didn’t know what to do, so I kept on preaching.  In the back of my mind I thought, maybe people will pick them up and read them!!!   Suddenly there was a tap on my shoulder.  I turned around to see a city worker who had seen the whole thing.  He looked at me and said, “Aren’t those your pamplets?”  I said rather timidly, “Uh, I guess so.”  Then he said, “Well you’re going to pick them all up aren’t you?”  By that time they were all over the city.  Some of them were stuck to windows on the third and fourth floors of buildings, some had blown into the front door of buildings, but most of them where all over the ground 5 and 6 blocks away in every direction.  I looked and to my suprise no one was picking them up.  So, for the next 2 hours I had to walk all over the city of Columbus picking up gospel tracts.  I’d pick a couple up, then hand a couple out.  Pick up a few more, and then hand them out.  I must have gotten out about 400 tracts that day total, but I sure did feel stupid!  But, as humiliating as it was, it’s good to know that I was a fool for Christ!          

            Also while in Ohio, I was driving to a meeting one afternoon, when a man began following me very closely.  I kept looking back in my rear view mirror trying to see what he was doing.  It finally dawned on me that he was reading my bumper stickers with Bible verses on them.  Then he began honking excessively and making rude gestures at me with his hands.  Afterwards I could see him in my rear view mirror writing something on a piece of paper.  When he had finished writing he passed me and held up a sign for me to read.  He had written, “There is no God!”  The verse that popped into my mind was Psalm 14:1.  “The fool hath said in his heart, there is no God.”  This poor guy made a fool out of himself to try to disprove the existence of God. 

            In April, I made a two day trip to Chicago with some friends and we toured the city.   We got out a lot of gospel tracts, and we also got to see the Pacific Garden Mission.  It was a great place and a real blessing to see so big an institution doing God’s work there.  Most people don’t know this, but that is where Billy Sunday was saved! 

            Also, in April, I was able to attend a Missions Conference in my hometown at the church where I used to Pastor.  It was a real blessing to see the work there still going on.  They are still a small church, but I trust the Lord will bless them as they continue to take on missionaries. 

            And, finally on Easter, I had the opportunity to preach to an all Spanish church here in Florida.  I always enjoy practicing my Spanish!   After the service we had one saved.  His name was Jose Luis.  Please keep him in your prayers, as the apostle Peter said that he may “grow in grace, and in knowledge of our Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ.”  (2 Peter 3:18).

Because He lives,

Robert Ray Breaker III

Missionary to Honduras

Me at the Pacific Garden Mission in the Billy Sunday Chapel 

February 2000

Dear Brothers and Sisters in Christ,

            The month of February has been an interesting one.   I’ve been encouraged, I’ve had my faith strengthed, and I’ve seen God’s hand at work in getting me closer to Honduras.  He’s also given me somethings I can use when I get there. 

            But February has also brought some news that turned my once heartfelt sorrow into gladness.  As most of you know, my uncle was shot and killed in the Dominican Republic in the summer of ‘98 while I was in Honduras.  He was saved, and a Christian, but my family and I hadn’t heard from him much in over 10 years.  We weren’t sure how he was or what he was doing.  My main concern was that he was living for Christ and witnessing.

            Since he died, we tried to get the story of what happened, but calling down there was expensive, and when someone did call us, they didn’t know much, or we got conflicting stories.  We had just pretty much forgotten about it until the first of February when I received a phone call from a man named Donald Dacosta.  He told me that he was an old sailor friend of my uncle’s, and that he had just heard about what happened.  He was heartbroken and almost in tears as he offered his condolances.  I told him I was going to south Florida the middle of February for some meetings and asked if I could stop by and meet him, and talk with him.  My intention was to witness to him.  It turns out he almost started witnessing to me!

            When I arrived at his home, he invited me inside and told me countless stories about my uncle Doug and how and where they met.  He said Doug was always talking about the Lord, and telling everyone he could about Jesus Christ.  I asked him if he had ever been saved, and he said, “Yes.”  He said, Doug always told him that “the most important thing in this life was to be born again, and have a personal relationship with Jesus Christ, and trust his perfect blood to save your soul!”  I asked him if he had done that and he said he did one day after Doug talked with him.  I was exstatic!  I now know that my uncle was witnessing for Jesus Christ and winning souls too!  What a blessing to know that he was faithful!

            Also in February, God gave me a whole bunch of Spanish New Testaments and John and Romans to distribute in Honduras.  Last September, I had a meeting in Marathon, Florida (close to Key West).  Several weeks after that, I received a phone call from a man at that church who said he had many boxes of Bibles in Spanish in his basement.  They had been there for almost six years and were part of a shipment that was supposed to go to Cuba.  Somehow that didn’t work out and they weren’t able to be sent, and for those six years, he was looking for someone that could use them.  He offered them to me and I readily accepted!    In the middle of February, I drove all the way down there, and picked up the Bibles, and it turned out that there were 60 boxes of material from Bearing precious seed.  30 boxes were John and Romans, and 30 were New Testaments.  All total, it added up to over 10,000 pieces of literature.  After getting them home in a U haul trailer, my next concern was how to get them to Honduras, but God supplied (as he always does) and a church in Birmingham, Alabama offered to send them over to a missionary already there.  He has a big warehouse, and he’ll keep them for me until I finish deputation, and am able to get there to distribute them.  So I praise God that I’ll have some material to pass out when I get to Honduras.

            I also had a blessing with one saved on Feb. 20th in Tallassee, Alabama.  I preached on Jonah, and about running from God.  Then, after the service, Joshua Moore age 25 walked the isle and got saved! 

            I also had three new churches take me on for support in February!  So, God is continuing to supply my need, and I thank Him for that.  I’m reminded of 1 Corinthians 1:9 which says “God is faithful...” And, boy am I thankful he is!  He’s sure been good to me, and I’m enjoying serving him.  Please continue to pray for me, and the lost souls in Honduras.

Because He lives,

Robert Ray Breaker III

Your Missionary to Honduras

January 2000

Dear brothers and sisters in Christ,

            Happy New Year!  I hope this is the year that Jesus comes back and takes us home to a better place!  It’s hard to believe that it’s already the year 2000.  It just reminds me that we need to do more for the Lord because the time is short!  And, even shorter now as we enter a new millenium!

            During the first month of this new year, the Lord has been good, and blessed me with a new supporting Church in Virgina. I had a meeting with them the 2nd of January and they took me on for support.  That’s my first supporting church in 2000!  So, I praise God for that.

            The rest of the month of January was spent on the telephone scheduling meetings for this year.  However, I was blessed in being able to attend The Bad Attitude Baptist Blowout at my own Church in Pensacola, Florida and hear some good preaching from Bro. Scott Strobel, Bro. Eric Brazelton, and Dr. Sam Gipp.  It was also great to be around friends and have good Christian fellowship.   

            Also in January, God showed me a few things, and made stronger my convictions.  The most important thing he has shown me was how important that King James Bible really is!  He also taught me that the enemy is not only outside the camp, but within too! 

            Driving back to Florida from the meeting in Virginia,  I saw on my map that Bob Jones University was close by.  So, I thought I’d stop and take a tour.  They took me all over, and I was able to see the whole campus.  I stood in the same pulpit that Dr. Bob Jones Sr. preached from.  I’ve always respected Dr. Bob Jones Sr., so I really enjoyed the tour.  But, when I asked my young tour guide what Bible they used in the classroom, he said, “We usually use only the King James, but some teachers require that we use other versions.”  He then said he was taking Greek and Hebrew there, and was taught that the newer versions were acceptable because they all came from “older manuscripts.”  I told him that all other versions of the Bible are from corrupt texts, and are not from the right manuscripts.  They are from Catholic texts.  He said, “Well, I’m not a scholar.”  And, he began to get offensive.

            After that, he took me to the auditorium where they have daily chapel, and showed me the pulpit.  It had a small plaque engraved with the words: “Please only use the King James version of the Bible while preaching.” I asked him, “Why do you only USE the King James while preaching?”  He said they had to use it because that was the one that most people used that came to school there.  So, there you have it, they use the King James Bible, but many of their teachers don’t believe it!

            But, wait there’s more!  During January, I spent most of my time on the telephone calling Pastors trying to set up meetings.  One pastor I called asked me if I was a Southern Baptist.  I said, “No sir, I’m an Independent Baptist.”  He then asked, “What’s the difference.”   I said that we are not as liberal, and that I take a stand on the King James Bible.  He then said, “Oh, well you wouldn’t want to come here because I preach out of the NIV.”  I tried to be as nice as I could.  I asked him if he had ever studied the difference.  Then I told him there were over 60,000 words missing in that version.  He said, “But, they all come from the original Greek.”  I said, “No they didn’t.  All new versions of the Bible are from the Vaticanus and Siniaticus Catholic manuscripts that were found in a waste basket!”   Then he said something I’ll never forget.   He said, “But, the scholars say... And, they wouldn’t lie to us would they?”  Isn’t that something.  The Devil has propogated the lie that a person can’t know anything about the Bible.  He has to take the scholar’s word for it.  Christians nowadays take a man as the final authority in all matters of faith and practice instead of God.  And, God said “Let God be true and every man a liar” (Rom. 3:4). 

            The enemy is not only the devil, the enemy is in our Churches, and in the classrooms of so-called Fundamentalists schools teaching the young men that there is no Bible that God has for the English Speaking People.  It’s which ever one you choose to use.   They teach that the final authority is not the King James, it’s what ever Greek text or new version is best for you.  God have mercy on us.  I now know why God said the Laodicean church made him want to puke.  Because they have turned from his book (compare that to the Philadelphia church). They have undermined the authority of God’s word, and they have stolen a man’s Bible right out from under him.   May God return soon and straighten this whole mess out!  Until then, I’ll continue to raise high the standard!  That old King James 1611.  Ecclesiastes 8:4 says, “Where the word of a King is there is power!”

Because of Christ,

Robert Breaker III

Your Missionary to Honduras

Did you know?

Did you know the word sin occurs 447 times in your King James Bible?

Did you know the word blood occurs 447 times in your King James Bible?

For every sin, there is enough blood to cover it in your King James Bible!

However, in the NIV the word sin occurs 473 times.

And, in the NIV the word blood occurs 406 times.

The NIV has more sin in it and less blood!

Did you know that the word grace shows up 170 times in your King James Bible?

In the NIV, the word grace only occurs 131 times.

The NIV has more sin and less grace!

Did you know that the word rebel occurs 14 times in 13 verses in the KJV?

(13 is the number of rebellion)

In the NIV, the word rebel occurs 18 times in 18 verses.

The NIV has more rebellion and less grace!

Did you know the word Satan appears 55 times in your King James Bible?

(5 is the number of death!)

The word Satan only appears 53 times in the NIV.

The NIV takes Satan’s name out in order to hide his authorship!

Did you know the NIV has 60,000 words missing when compared to the KJV?

The NIV weighs a lot less than the KJV!

December 1999

Dear praying friends,

The month of December was spent a lot closer to home than the months prior.  November was spent in New England and surrounding areas.  But, December was spent mostly in Alabama and Tennessee with meetings all along the way.

December was a prosperous month, I had three new Churches take me on for support!  In one Church that I went to, everyone in the Church was sick.  No one showed up but the Pastor and the Assistant Pastor.  When I came in, they told me that everyone was sick and unable to attend.  But, they said they'd take me on for support anyway.  That was a first.  I've never had a Church take me on without seeing my slides or hearing me preach.  That was a real blessing.

In Oneida, Tennessee, I was invited to be in a Christmas Parade with the Church there.  The Church had a float in the parade with a big Bible on it.  We had probably 40 people from the Church involved and we passed out tracts adn streetpreached in the parade.  There were streetpreachers in front of the float preaching and some behind the float preaching.  At one time I counted 6 preachers preaching to the crowd at one time as we walked down the streets!  It was awesome.  People standing on the side of the road were getting six different sermons as we walked by!  And, everyone else from the Church was passing out tracts.  We soaked that town with the Gospel!  I noticed many folks had two or three tracts, and still kept taking more.  I don't remember seeing anyone turn one down.

For Christmas, I went to Oklahoma where my mother and her family live.  I was able to witness to them, but they are hard to win to the Lord.  The best way I knew how, I gave my grandmother Lord the Gospel, but her mind kept wandering.  It's hard to deal with older people.  She'll be 89 in January.  (Please pray for her).  I was also able to show them my slides from Honduras, and preach to them through those.

I had a great opportunity to witness to my cousin's husband for over 30 minutes as he was driving me to my Mom's house.  He and I were alone, and he began asking me questions because he knew I was a Preacher.   I asked him if he had ever been saved.  He said he was saved one day when he was flying his airplane and the wind was howling at over 40 knots.  He couldn't land safely, and had to circle the airport four times.  During that time, he prayed adn asked God to help him land the plane.  He finally brought it down safely, but it was a little bumpy.  He thought God saved him from crashing, adn that was what I mean by "being saved."

I explained to him the difference of being saved physically adn spiritually.  "You must be born again!" I told him.  He listened intenly, but wouldn't say much.  Finally, he started talking about his Philosophy class adn about how he learned about different religions.  He went on and on about that.  I told him, "Religion is what a man does to justify himself before God.  But Salvation is what a man takes when he realizes he is a Sinner, and must have God's righteousness."  Then, I quoted Eph. 2:8 and 9 and some other verses. He started talking about faith, and asked me, "What is faith?"  Before I could answer, he said, "So and so says it's that and my friend said it was that... etc."  Praying and asking God for wisdom, I finally told him, "Faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen!"  He look at me adn said, "That's pretty good!"  I said, "It ought to be, because it's Scripture."  (Heb. 11:1).

He didn't get saved, but I could tell the Lord was working on him.  And, he's really searching.  Please keep him in your prayers.  His name is Randy Fletcher.

Thanks again for your prayers and support,

Robert Ray Breaker III

November 1999

Dear praying friends,

Greetings in the name of our precious Lord and Saviour.  The month of November has come adn gone so quickly, that it's hard to believe it's over.  But, it's good to know that we are even that much closer to the coming of our Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ.  I am with John in praying, "Even so, come Lord Jesus!!!"

The month of November took me through Maryland, Delaware, Massachussetts, and Rhode Island with meetings all along the way.  And, I had two new Churches say they'd take me on for support!

In Waterbury, Connecticut, I took a Pastor streetpreaching who had never been before, and we saw one man saved.  He was a black man named Serge Artis.  He took a Gospel tract from the Pastor, and went inside of a coffee shop and read it.  After about ten minutes, he came back to us and had filled out the back of the tract, and said that he had just trusted Christ as his Saviour!

Toward the end of November, I had the opportunity to preach in an all Spanish church in Central Fall, Rhode Island.  I was able to practice my Spanish again with a message entitled, "La Sangre Preciosa de Jesucristo." (The Precious Blood of Jesus Christ).  I enjoyed the fellowhipping with the people, and met several folks there from Honduras.  They knew several of the Pastors that I worked with down in Honduras, and they were happy to hear that someone else was going there to preach to their native people.

Also during November, I was able to put out a bunch of Gospel tracts in New York City and downtown Boston.  In New York, I rode the Subway with a friend of mine named Abe Nazario.  We passed out tracts on all the seats on the Subway, and then sat back and waited for the people to come in and sit down.  We took a tract ourselves and pretended to read it.  When the people came in, they would sit down, and then look down at the tract.  After seeing us reading it, they would start reading it also.  It was a real blessing

Then, in downtown Boston I took the Subway to Harvard.  I've always wanted to see Harvard University, because it was founded back in the 1700's by a Christian man to teach ministers the Bible. However, today it is a training ground for wickedness and sin.  As soon as I got off the train, I began tracting people, and I ran into about 20 weirdos with red and green hair, wearing black leather jackets.  Most of them were wearing several earrings, and were listening to their boom box.  I approached them adn gave them teh tract with Jesus on the cross that says, "All This I Did For Thee."  They just laughed and mocked.  Some took it, but others ridiculed and made fun.  One girl said, "I'll take it if you'll give me two dollars!"  Another one looked at it and began to scream, "I am Jesus!"  Another boy said, "Give me one of those!"  So, I did, and then he said, "I'm going to roll it up and smoke it!"  Which he then proceded to do!  As I was walking away for those bunch of poor lost Sinners, I heard one say about me, "What a fool!"  (Like he had room to talk, with his green mohawk and his pierced nose, Amen?)  But, I'd rather be a Fool for Christ, than a Fool for the devil!  That's what our modern education system is putting out, and that's the fruit of teaching evolution.  It produced a generation that does right in their own eyes, but could care less about Jesus Christ.  1 Cor. 1:21 says that God "...chose teh folishness of preaching to save them..."  And, by his grace, I'll continue to preach the BLOOD, the BOOK, and the BLESSED HOPE, and be a Fool for Jesus!

Because of Christ

Robert Breaker IIII