Jesus? An Exile?

Posted in Bible Topics on October 13th, 2014 by Danna Gesellchen — 6 Comments


Welcome home!

Welcome home!

Being an exuberant kind of individual, I think my heart has been longing for years for a cause worth releasing all the pent up expressiveness I know is locked within me.  But where shall a cause worthy of letting all this go be found?  Now I think I know!

As I meditate on Psalm 24 I “listen” the distant shouts of the angels as they welcome Jesus home.  Oh!  it gives me goosebumps!!  Seeking to give the emphasis merited to the return of the Holy Exile, the angels shout ahead for the heavenly gates to be thrown back on their hinges.  They toss back and forth the question, “Who is this King of glory?”, while others answer with unbridled excitement, “The Lord strong and mighty, the Lord mighty in battle!”  “Then the portals of the city of God are opened wide, and the angelic throng sweep through the gates amid a burst of rapturous music.” Desire of Ages 833

Can a scene of greater excitement and joy be imagined?  What would you or I have done had we been there?  But the more I think about this scene, I can’t help but wonder how Jesus really feels about it all.

What did Jesus do?  “…He waves them back.  Not yet; He cannot now receive the coronet of glory and the royal robe.  He enters into the presence of His Father.  He points to His wounded head, the pierced side, the marred feet; He lifts His hands, bearing the print of nails.  He points to the tokens of His triumph; He presents to God the wave sheaf, those raised with Him as representatives of that great multitude who shall come forth from the grave at His second coming.  He approaches the Father, with whom there is joy over one sinner that repents; who rejoices over one with singing.  Before the foundations of the earth were laid, the Father and the Son had united in a covenant to redeem man if he should be overcome by Satan.  They had clasped Their hands in a solemn pledge that Christ should become the surety for the human race.  This pledge Christ has fulfilled.  When upon the cross He cried out, “It is finished,” He addressed the Father.  The compact had been fully carried out.  Now He declares: Father, it is finished.  I have done Thy will, O My God.  I have completed the work of redemption.  If Thy justice is satisfied, “I will that they also, whom Thou hast given Me, be with Me where I am.” John 19:30; 17:24. DA 834

Do you grasp that?  “I will that they also…be with Me where I am.”  Jesus had just returned to His Father, to His heavenly home, to His friends, the angels, with all their adoration, but what was in the forefront of His mind?  YOU and ME!  Would the Father accept the sacrifice?  Was it enough?  Can they be with Me?  Oh!  We really need to think about this and must grasp the significance of the statement from Desire of Ages!  Exiled from His home, His Father, His angel friends, and foremost on His mind is those who caused Him such torture.

He took upon Himself the nature of Adam, and the Bible teaches that this nature was “the seed of Abraham”, which means He was made of the same “stuff” that you and I are made of.  And because of this, He is our Brother, the “Elder Brother of our race.”  And because He is the Son of God, and the Son of Man, no matter where He is, so long as sin is an issue, He is in exile.  Can you imagine?  He is no longer omnipresent.  He is either with His heavenly family, or with His earthly family.  We know that the Holy Spirit represents Him here, but He, our flesh and blood Brother,…is gone from us now.

Do you have loved ones who have moved away from the rest of the family?  How does it feel?  Wouldn’t it be nice to have the entire family back together again?  Do you long for those occasions when the family is all together again?  So does He…”I will that they be with Me….”

Oh, friends, Jesus wants His entire family back together again, and He is planning a great family reunion.  He is exiled–separated from us.  You and I hold the key to ending that exile.  We hold the key to crowning our Brother King–to end this whole experience with sin.  How?  We are told here:  “It is the privilege of every Christian not only to look for but to hasten the coming of our Lord Jesus Christ, (2 Peter 3:12, margin).  Were all who profess His name bearing fruit to His glory, how quickly the whole world would be sown with the seed of the gospel.  Quickly the last great harvest would be ripened, and Christ would come to gather the precious grain.” Christ’s Object Lessons 69

Isn’t this worth getting excited about?  It’s time to go home…and it’s up to us.

Rejuvelac–Homemade Probiotics!

Posted in Health and Healing on October 7th, 2014 by Danna Gesellchen — Be the first to comment!

My husband and I are attending medical missionary school in Tennessee this month and want to share part of what we are learning with you.   One of our classmates, Taasha Francis, demonstrated how to make Rejuvilac.   If you’re like me, and have never heard of this, please take the time to watch this very informative presentation.   But even if you have heard of it, this presentation is very thorough to show what Rejuvilac can do for those who suffer from digestive issues and need help with digestive enzymes, Vitamin B12, and probiotics.   The Lord’s ways of healing are very simple and very affordable!

The farmer across the way had just hit the power pole with his tractor and knocked out our power, so the lighting isn’t the greatest, but this is still a very valuable presentation!

A Candle in the Cave

Posted in Bible Topics on September 20th, 2014 by Danna Gesellchen — 2 Comments
Mammoth Cave Entrance

Mammoth Cave Entrance

My husband and I recently visited Mammoth Cave in Central Kentucky. Any attempted description of the magnitude of that place, and the intensity of the experience of being hundreds of feet within the earth falls dreadfully short of actually experiencing it–I won’t waste time trying. But there were several things about this experience that really gripped me that I’d like to share with you.

As we prepared to enter the cave, our guide, an African American gentleman, told us of how his forbears had been, by the law of imminent domain, ordered off their land–land that became part of the Mammoth Cave National Park. “My home was just over that ridge over there!”, as he pointed beyond the building that had become the hub of the park. He shared how his great-great grandfather, Mat Bransford, had been a slave tour guide for kings and dignitaries who wanted to experience the cave–an experience where the slave became master! He shared how his ancestors would enter deep within the bowels of the earth there to have “preaching service”, and escape from the sweltering August heat. One sermon was recorded to have lasted six hours!!

As we followed our guide hundreds of feet below the surface of the earth, he assured us that we really didn’t understand the true experience of the cave–as people of yesteryear did. But he did something to help us get a dim idea of what the cave is really like. He gathered our group around him, cautioned us to stand next to someone we knew, hushed us…and turned off all the lights.

Standing there in the cold and pitch black darkness gave an entirely different feel to the cave. I became very, very aware of every sound, and my eyes searched in vain for some bit of light. Could I find my way out of this place if he left me? Would I fall into some abyss–perhaps what the guides refer to as “the bottomless pit” (actually only about 100 feet)? I was completely at the mercy of this man I’d never met before that day.

But then our guide did something very interesting–something I’ll never forget! He lit a very small candle. The intensity of the darkness there in the bowels of the earth was sufficiently pressed back by one little candle so that I could make out the walls, the ceiling, and thankfully, the floor of the cave. I could faintly make out the faces of my fellow tourists. But most significantly, the light very clearly showed the face of my guide. To me at least, the spiritual reality of this moment was almost palpable.

I don’t think we really appreciate as we should the light that we have as a people, and I’ll tell you why. I believe it is because we don’t really realize just how dark this earth is–just like I had no concept of how dark that cave was until the guide shut off the lights. Neither do we realize the darkness coming upon this earth when the light of God’s Spirit is withdrawn. I know this because we are told that, “the ‘time of trouble such as never was,’ is soon to open upon us; and we shall need an experience which we do not now possess, and which many are too indolent to obtain. It is often the case that trouble is greater in anticipation than in reality; but this is not true of the crisis before us. The most vivid presentation cannot reach the magnitude of the ordeal. In that time of trial, every soul must stand for himself before God.” GC 622

There is another aspect of this experience that is etched in my mind. Being significantly hearing impaired, I quickly realized that if I was going to hear the instructions and teachings of our guide, I had to press my way close to the front of the group. I had to be near that man or I’d be left to follow the movements of the crowd. In that dim light, all of my senses were centered on that guide! Could this be why the Lord allows the darkness of trials in our lives? What a blessing! ( All trials that are received as educators will produce joy.” 6T 365)

How is it with you spiritually, friend? Are you pressing close to our Guide? Are you thinking you can see, when the Lord says that we really are blind? The spiritual lights in this world will soon be as distinct in the darkness as that candle in the cave. Will you be one of those lights? We know that it is at midnight — the darkest hour — that the cry goes forth to go out to meet the bridegroom! Are you prepared for the darkness ahead of us? Do you have oil in your lamp to lighten the path before you as the darkness intensifies? What are you doing to prepare?

I can tell you this much, I would have been in big trouble in Mammoth Cave if I had been without that guide. And I am convinced that our problem is that, in this world, we don’t really realize we are in just as much of a maze, in darkness even more intense, and completely dependent on our Guide than I was in that mammoth cave.

Get ready, brethren. It’s getting darker.

Just Like Jesus?

Posted in Bible Topics on September 7th, 2014 by Danna Gesellchen — 7 Comments

Hebrews 10:16

“It’s not a salvational issue.”, “That’s works!  We are saved by grace!”, “It was done at the cross!”, “That’s nit-picky.”, “It doesn’t matter what we eat. Jesus loves us!”,  “It doesn’t matter what we wear. Jesus loves us!”, “I’ve studied that issue out and I’m not convicted…!”, “I’m not going to die on that hill!”, “Don’t talk about standards, you’ll discourage people.  People just need Jesus!”, “We don’t need doctrine.”

The above and other questions sort of haunt me these days.  Honestly, they make me ashamed.  Do we “have” to obey?  Really? Having come into the faith in a very conservative environment, I naively thought all Seventh-day Adventists were like those around me.  It doesn’t take much exercise of the imagination to grasp my chagrin as I learned the truth.  But the conservative environment I was surrounded by was not a focus on Jesus, but on “do’s and don’ts”.  I became a really good legalist.  But in His mercy, God sent me a very dear friend who really loved and knew Jesus, to help me become thoroughly grounded in the faith–the faith of Jesus. (John 8:29).

Dawn loved Jesus like no one I had ever met before or sadly, since (may that change).  As we studied together, new scenes from the life of Jesus were presented in such a way that I HAD to know this Man (2 Corinthians 2:2).  Dawn had a gift for sharing from the Bible and Desire of Ages such scenes from the life of Jesus–in my flesh and blood–that I began to see how much He is identified with my struggles. (Hebrews 4:15).  She would be so happy as she shared that her joy was almost palpable!  Sadly though, my journey took some unfortunate byroads of self-endeavor because of the mindset I’d already adopted.

As the contrast between my own life and that of the loveliness of Jesus, presented and lived out before me day by day in the life and character of my friend, became more and more apparent I began to become very angry.  Why couldn’t I live like she lived?  Why couldn’t I love Jesus like she did?  Dawn was a faithful friend, and I knew she loved me because she would tell me the painful truth about myself, but stuck with me, always offering hope.  (Revelation 3:19).   I was determined to obey if it killed me…and it almost did.

My anger became violent.  So violent that my friends began to wonder if I was possessed, or at least oppressed by demons.  I wanted to do right but I couldn’t and it seemed it would drive me insane.  Then one day we got the diagnosis of breast cancer for Dawn–late stage 4 with three weeks to live.  I was devastated.  I really loved and cared for my friend, and the thought of her dying seemed to me to cut off my last hope of knowing Jesus.  But God knew better.

Shortly after we got the horrible diagnosis I was bringing in some things I’d purchased to help in caring for Dawn when something life changing happened.  Dawn was still able to walk and held the door for me.  As I entered, she said something to me and my response was the usual angry rebuff.  I turned to look at her and saw a tear in her eye and a gentle shaking of her head, followed by the words, “You are so selfish!”  (Luke 22:31-32).  I flew into a rage, but what came out of my mouth surprised us both.  “I don’t want you to be sick!”, “I don’t want you to die!”, and then I turned and pounded the wall so hard that I broke my finger.  I was angry with myself that I could not treat someone I cared so much for with kindness.  And now she was dying.

The air still thick with emotion and trembling from head to foot, I looked at Dawn and said, “I can’t do this!  I can’t live this life!”, and I fell to my knees.  For the first time in my life, I broke.  For the first time in my life I fully realized my helplessness.  For the first time in my life I fully surrendered.  I begged God to come in and help me.  He did, and my life did “a 180”–I am not that angry woman anymore, and haven’t been since.

As I looked up I could see in Dawn’s eyes that she recognized this was genuine. Thank God, He changed me!  He gave me “power steering” to go in the way of His commandments.  But it wasn’t until I was brought face to face with my own helplessness and wickedness that I finally broke.  (Jeremiah 3:12-14).   Until then, it was easy to blame circumstances, people, the standards, and even God for my failure.  It was the raising up of the standards–doctrines– that showed me my need.  The law brought me to Jesus. (Galatians 3:24).

Three weeks later I attended the funeral of this dear lady–somehow even mustering the courage to sing.  But those last three weeks taught me so much about the character of Jesus.  See, for more than thirteen years my friend had put up with my shenanigans and unkind treatments.  For more than thirteen years she showed me Jesus.  I had a living witness of the power of God for all those years, but do you know where I saw the greatest manifestation of His power?  It was in the final scenes of my friend’s life, when she suffered most.  Sound familiar? (Desire of Ages 83.4).   Now, don’t get me wrong, I give no power or real credit to my friend.  I know better.  She was made of the same stuff as me.  So was Jesus, Who is our Example.

As Dawn lay dying, what dumbfounded me the most was that she wanted ME to care for her.  It was me, the one who gave her the greatest grief, that she wanted to be there with her.  (Matthew 26:37,38).  My friend had become very much like Jesus, Who wanted His friends, including Peter, who hurt Him the most, near Him.  The light finally came on for me.  It was the realization of such complete forgiveness–from Jesus and beautifully reflected by Dawn–that deepened my repentance, set me free and empowered me to obey like I’d never imagined possible.  That’s Jesus.  Do you know this Jesus?  He is wonderful!  He not only transforms, He empowers.   And He wants us near Him–so we can be just like Him.

Light, Precious Light!

Posted in Bible Topics on August 26th, 2014 by Danna Gesellchen — 3 Comments

The following presentation was shared by Kalon Gesellchen at his home church in Goodrich, ND, August 23, 2014.  It was a blessing to be there to hear what he had to say and then the following evening to listen to the appeal by our General Conference President essentially “backing up” everything Kalon just shared.  What a blessing indeed!!  Hear it for yourself:

Urgent appeal to SDA’s from Ted Wilson

Posted in Bible Topics on August 25th, 2014 by Danna Gesellchen — 1 Comment so far


Posted in Health and Healing on August 19th, 2014 by Danna Gesellchen — 1 Comment so far

How many of us gets enough fiber in our diets? Some? A few? Most? Where do you fall? Do you suffer from the lack of fiber? Do you know how much you need on a daily basis? Join us for this presentation by our friend, Linda Oswald to learn the answer to these questions and more!

Christ and HIS Bride

Posted in Bible Topics on August 19th, 2014 by Danna Gesellchen — Be the first to comment!

Bring Forth Your Witnesses

Posted in Bible Topics on August 11th, 2014 by Danna Gesellchen — 4 Comments

Isaiah 43:9 “Let all the nations be gathered together, and let the people be assembled: who among them can declare this, and show us former things? let them bring forth their witnesses, that they may be justified: or let them hear, and say, [It is] truth.”

Over the past month we have been sharing on the topic of Christian Dress in the series, “Let Me Think”. Closing this topic, we want to share this study presented by Kalon Gesellchen, dealing with the man’s perspective on this issue. After Kalon’s presentation there is a testimony by our dear friend, Julie Grote. Julie shares her very touching experience as the Lord brought her through her personal struggles with the dress issue.

Let Me Think–Modestly

Posted in Bible Topics on August 3rd, 2014 by Danna Gesellchen — 1 Comment so far

Does it matter what we wear?  Whose business is it?  What are God’s thoughts on how we dress?  Who is responsible for the change in fashion that has taken place over the past decades?  Where did pants come from?  All these questions and more are addressed in our study on modesty, the last in the “Let Me Think” series.  Below the video, I will share from the book Covered, by Amy McKnight, (downloadable at, the history of where pants came from.

May you be blessed as you prayerfully consider this information and we pray you will see how very much God cherishes His children and wants to protect them.

“…the pattern of dress for men and women were skirted garments without a division between the legs. This was true almost universally across nations and in different cultures. For men, the length of the skirted garments varied from knee to ankle. For women, the length was a relatively constant ankle or longer. Any short skirts and bifurcated (divided) garments were generally associated with men, with some notable exceptions. One of these exceptions was the nation of Gaul. “The Gauls were a Celtic people living in Gaul, the region roughly corresponding to what is now France, Belgium, Switzerland and North Italy, from the Iron Age through the Roman period . . . They were conquered by Julius Caesar in the Gallic Wars in the 50s BC, and during the Roman period became assimilated into a Gallo-Roman culture.” It was from the Gauls that the Romans – and Western civilization by extension – were introduced to uncovered trousers. “Braccae is the Latin term for trousers, and in this context is today used to refer to a style of pants, made from wool. The Romans encountered this style of clothing among peoples whom they called Galli (Gauls)…Braccae were typically made with a drawstring, and tended to reach from just above the knee at the shortest, to the ankles at the longest, with length generally increasing in tribes living further north. When the Romans first encountered the braccae, they thought them to be effeminate (Roman men typically wore tunics, which were one-piece outfits terminating at or above the knee). However, braccae eventually became popular among Roman legionaries stationed in cooler climates to the north of southern Italy.” Those Roman legionaries didn’t abandon their new types of clothing when returning to Rome. Slowly, this article of clothing was adopted into the Roman attire, but it was far from being seen as a sign of progress; rather, it was seen as a sign of the end. “Republican Romans viewed the draped clothing of Egypt, Babylon, Greece, and Minoan (Crete) culture as an emblem of civilization and disdained trousers as the mark of barbarians.” Also, “trousers – considered barbarous garments worn by Germans and Persians – achieved only limited popularity in the latter days of the empire, and were regarded by conservatives as a sign of cultural decay”. Isn’t it interesting that up until the fall of Rome in 476 AD, God’s original design for dress, which was undivided skirted garments, was considered to be the mark of culture and civilization. It would take some time for that mark to be erased, but satanic powers were able to do it in about 1,260 years. Covered, Amy McKnight, pgs. 68-69