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Christian Church of the Last Frontier

Prayer Requests, Praise Reports, and Newsletters

Co-Laboring for Prisoners
Church Livelihood Programs
What We Beleive
Chette's Testimony
The Family
Home Sweet Home
Palawan - The Last Frontier
The Church Plant
How can we help?
Last Frontier Church Workers
Sunday School
Saturday Children's Ministry
Friday Youth Night
Youth Camp of The Last Frontier
New Market Outreach
Student Ministry
Benevolence and Mercy Ministry
Aquaponics in a Barrel
Prayer Requests, Praise Reports, and Newsletters
Our Guest Book
Finding the Truth - Special Revelation
For Your Reading
A Biblical Look At Calvinism
What 's Up!
Where to Give
Links For You

This Page shall be updated and modified monthly. So please visit our site regularly to update your prayer list. Sign Our Guest Book!

Prayer Requests

1) Pray for funds to rent or build a school building
2) Prayer for James to increase in his speech and motor skills.
3) Pray for Emie and Karl, financial needs, holding the ministry while we are away.
4) God's provision for our daily needs while we are on furlough.
5) For churches and ministries to come along side us in ministry in Palawan Philippines.
6) The provision for Dg and Mercy's ACE materials for school.
7) that even while on furlough to lead people to Christ and they trusting on Him alone for their salvation.


Praise Reports

We have seen an influx of attendees and visitors to our church.  Many like our way of teaching the biggest complaint we get it we are not accessible. 
Thank you all for your Prayers and Support of the Ministry here in Palawan Philippines

Poetry and Prose

Who am I.

Who am I? a lowly sinner that Jesus Saved and by a course of events in my life he led me to a NON DENOMINATIONAL but Biblically sound church. Where I heard the Gospel of the Cross of Jesus Christ, of the saviour that died for my sins and bore it in his own self and on his cross that I could live unto righteousness.

He called me and sent me to a Well Known and very Bible College free of any cost to me. He prepared me and sent me out. And out I went on a $20 promise never knowing if that person who promised it ever even gave it.

I served him as a single in that field and he had chose out a bride for me I was married and still am 16 years later. I have three wonderful children all of them born in the Mission field not knowing how I would care for them and without any stable support of any kind. He never once let us go hungry and we always had our bills payed and clothes on our backs.

I followed him and planted a church and preached the gospel seeing over 1000 people get save and personally leading over 900 to Him. I sat in an isolation ward with TB patients on their dying bed, Telling them about Christ and then leading them in prayer of faith upon His cross, jealous that they would proceed me into heaven. But it was better for me to stay.

I went into maximum detention of one of the largest prison farms in the land I was sent to serve. With hardened murderers, drug addicts and child rapists, I preached and saw them fall and cry as they professed their faith on Christ alone and watched their dismal and darkened lives brighten with the glory of God Almighty as they sought him by faith.

I have preached on crowded street corners only to be mocked and belittle, and to devil possessed, only to have them slap me across the face, only to feel it as if the Lord had caressed my cheek with his warm touch.

I have given over 3000 Bibles away (and I could have given away 100,000 if I had them), over 50,000 tracks and thousands of Christian commentaries and books to pastors and lay people a like with no thought or expectation for myself. Only to have Muslim Imams throw the things I freely gave out at my feet threatening my life if I every give them these things again.

I spent 17 years in that field all by faith, watching and suffering from so called brethren who through jealousy or selfish desires spread lies and vicious rumors. And going to them face to face to see why they did such a thing only to see a hardened soul who without repentance and without remorse shut their mouths as they were caught with their own words.

So the next time you want to label me, call me names, lie about me, slander me or our ministry. You remember this, chances are you have not gone as I have, to sacrifice and jeopardized your very life to reach those who have no hope with the gospel of our Lord Jesus Christ and did all by faith in our Lord God alone.

Who am I? I am a lowly sinner saved by grace, a servant of the Living Christ.

The Battles Afoot

As I continue in our work to declare unto the lost and saved all the counsel of God, I am met not just with the physical opposition of the lack of our daily needs but with the spiritual bombardment of the enemy and his fiery darts.  I have discovered that it is far easier to fight an enemy that is without than the enemy that is within, that is my flesh.  As i anticipate with clockwork the coming of the multiplicity of my responsibilities and commitments and see those days approach, my flesh becomes my worse nightmare and enemy.

The scenarios begin to race through my mind, I become fearful and anxious at the prospect of not being able to complete my monthly commitments and knowing the result is not to have the things we need to function normally. The thought that my children will not have their daily bread is heartbreaking or that we wont have electric or water to see, wash and drink, these begins to chip away at my very soul even unto despair.  I begin to question did I do the right thing?  Have I made the right choices?  Am I following the right course?  And as these questions pound in my head and my heart the fear and anxiety begin to kill my spiritual vitality and sap what little strength I have left.  I awake in the night and I begin to doubt and to cry out, Oh my Lord, why hast thou forsaken me .  I even want to raise my voice in opposition to what the Lord has allowed to take place.  And more importantly, why is it, the Lord remains so silent at this time of trial and tribulation.  The flesh and the devil begin to rattle their sabers in preparation of their victory to cry havoc and to destroy.

Then suddenly as a dry well that fills in Spring, God’s very words begin to well up as from a darkened pit within my soul.  Verses like, “Likewise the Spirit also helpeth our infirmities: for we know not what we should pray for as we ought: but the Spirit itself maketh intercession for us with groanings which cannot be uttered.  And he that searcheth the hearts knoweth what is the mind of the Spirit, because he maketh intercession for the saints according to the will of God.  And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose.  Romans 8:26-28.   And as God’s word begins to restore unto me the lost vigor from the fight others verses begin to make their way to the surface, like, “Be careful for nothing; but in every thing by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known unto God.And the peace of God, which passeth all understanding, shall keep your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus.” Phl 4:6, 7   They come tumbling like stones that avalanche off a great mountain and hit my spirit with full force, wiping at least for the moment the enemy from the field. This help, that comes only from him and is not of me, only causes me to cease from fighting and to drop to my knees and praise him for his goodness and grace.  I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills, from whence cometh my help.  My help cometh from the LORD, which made heaven and earth. Psalm 121:1, 2  I cry out unto him I know these verses, I have been taught them and memorized them.  These very simple words strike against the swords of my enemy and back them in the field of battle and for the moment abate their attack.  

It is there that these verses become so much more richer and more meaningful than they ever were over the years, yet they only comfort for the day.  And as the day sets upon the battle I realize that in the morn a new line will be drawn and once again the enemy will strike and strike hard he will, ever pushing forward to take back any and all ground he can to deprive me of peace, to tire and weary me into submission at his mighty blows.

As I arise to face the new day I gaze upon the field to survey the enemies attack, I am often surprised that I have the vitality to carry on this difficult battle, yet at other times I find myself as weak as a child, as a David would seem against a Goliath.  I find the strength each day in him, to stand, to take up my sword, my shield, my armour of God on the right and the left, to wear the helmet of my salvation with honour, and as I ready myself his word again rolls across my hearts banner, “But none of these things move me, neither count I my life dear unto myself, so that I might finish my course with joy, and the ministry, which I have received of the Lord Jesus, to testify the gospel of the grace of God.” Acts 20:24

Those of you who wish to support us in ministry please send your gifts to: (checks and money orders only, do not send cash)
 PO BOX 45708
Madison WI 53744

"IMPORTANT" remember to make memo for "The Nichols Family" or "Chette Nichols"

Or if you want to contact us directly
Our Field Address is:

P.O.Box 355
Puerto Princesa City
5300 Palawan

Thank you for visiting our web site we hope that you have been blessed of the Lord in doing so!