Contact Information
Office Contact:

Jeremiah Villagracia

Office Address:

019 St. Mary Street
Barangay E. Rodriguez Sr.
Cubao, Quezon City, Metro Manila

Country Demographics


The country’s population is currently estimated at 98,734,798 but will reach its 100 Million mark by the third or fourth quarter of 2014 given its average annual growth rate of 1.89%. The Philippines is the 7th most populated country in Asia and the 12th most populated country in the world. Twelve million of its population are currently living overseas, 3.4 Million of which are living in the United States.

The country being made up of thousands of islands contains a diverse range of ethnic groups. There are a total of 175 local languages in the Philippines, of which the major ones are Tagalog (28.1%), Cebuano (13.1%), Ilocano (9%), Bisaya (7.6%), Hiligaynon (7.5%), Bicol (6%), Waray (3.4%), Others (25.3%).  About seventy-eight percent (78%) speak and understand English, hence the Philippines is the fifth largest English speaking country in the world.

Roman Catholic 80.6%, Muslim 5.6%, Evangelical 2.7%, Protestants 4.35%, Iglesia ni Kristo 2.45%, other Religions 4.29%, Atheists and Agnostics .01%

Life Expectancy:
71.94 years

GDP per-capita:

Of Interest:
The Philippines is an archipelago of 7,107 islands located on the western edge of the Pacific Ocean. It ranks fifth in the world for having the longest coastline of 36,289 kilometers and is one of the world's most highly mineralized countries, with untapped mineral wealth estimated at more than $840 billion. The Philippines also has one of the highest literacy rates in the developing world, yet nearly 10% of Filipinos live elsewhere in the world. and is one the most densely populated cities in the world with a population density of 43,079/km2.

Southeastern Asia, archipelago between the Philippine Sea and the South China Sea, east of Vietnam

Office Staff

Jeremiah Villagracia

Office Manager

Manager History:

I was born and raised in a very poor family, but the ever-abiding grace of the Lord and my mother's perseverance and a prayerful life saw us through those hard and difficult times. Since I was a boy, I would wake up oftentimes very early at dawn to see my mother kneeling and crying hard to the Lord in prayer. One morning, as she told me, she dreamed of a very dark cloud hovering and coming down to engulf her, but suddenly a strong wind swept the dark cloud away and was replaced by a very shining Light with a Voice telling her to "Repent and be baptized in the Name of the Lord Jesus Christ and you shall receive the gift of the Holy Spirit."

She then woke up under the Holy Presence of God crying hard as she asked for repentance and for the Lord's guidance where should she go, and where she could be baptized. Right then, her attention was directed to the church address indicated at the back of that Message book beside her, which she had been reading that time: The Footprints On The Sands Of Time. Something was telling her that that's where she should be baptized, because she believed that everything in that book was the truth. It was one of the books along with some other Spoken Word books brought home by my father that was given to him by a friend who was a Message believer.

My mother then alone visited that Message Church that Sunday, and she was the only one that came to the altar that same morning to accept the Lord Jesus Christ and she asked to be baptized right away. Thereafter, she brought me and my sister to that church and that was when we came into Message. My father came into the Message at a much later time, but he died a believer of this Message.

I accepted the Message and was baptized in the Name of the Lord Jesus Christ in 1979, while I was still in high school. A few weeks after that, something strange also happened to me. We had several services every week in the church, and I would at times sleep in the church after the Sunday evening service, because at times it ends up at about 9:00 PM or even past than that. So I would sleep in one of the rooms upstairs with two or three brothers. One morning at about 3:30AM, I woke up feeling that great and Holy Presence of the Lord and although I could commune with God as I cried repentance for my sins, I couldn't open my mouth to speak as if my jaw was locked. I was in such a great awe of His infinite greatness that I could see how dirty and sinful I was, and how small I was even much smaller than a dot, and He was much greater than the universe. I was worshipping and shouting praises to the Lord in my heart and cried much beholding how great He was, but I could not still open my mouth. When it was over, I was all wet with tears and all the brothers that were with me in the room were already gone out, as it was about 6:00 AM already. It was an experience I couldn’t forget.

Then a few years later, education and an ambition to be successful took a great toll on my personal relationship with the Lord and I slowly drifted backwards and eventually stopped attending church. I wanted to be a successful career man and wanted to help uplift my family out of those years of poverty and hardships. I then became a successful corporate man according to the world's standard, got married and had children but had been running away from the Lord although deep in my heart, I fully knew and believed that this Message is the only Truth in this world. My mother continued on praying for us and still sending us the Spoken Word books. I began to be proud of myself and had come to love my work so much that the Lord finally took it away from me. I then kept transferring from one corporate firm to another without being able to stay in one company for a year for a number of reasons which I could not understand why. That was when the Lord started working on me and the hunger for the Word was getting intense each day, locking myself in the room and reading every Message book from Brother Branham that I could find all through those times every day. I wanted to go to a Message church then, but I couldn't find one in our place.

Then one day, my mother who was staying then in Bacolod called to inform me that she was diagnosed with liver cirrhosis, and tuberculosis, and a big stone in the gall bladder that needed to be operated as soon as possible, and she was getting weak. We asked her to come to Cagayan de Oro so we can directly attend to her operation. She came bringing with her a sister in the church, who also offered to watch over her in the hospital. Before she left her place, she was already prayed over in the church, and we too were constantly praying for the Lord's healing upon her. The first thing she did when she arrived was to ask me if there's a Message church in our place where she could fellowship with. I did not know of any one until we found out later through a number of calls that there was one which is about 35 kilometers away from our place. What unspeakable joy we had then to be back in fellowship with the Word and the brethren in that church where my wife was baptized shortly thereafter.

My mother was re-examined at a Cagayan de Oro hospital prior to the operation through another set of x-rays and ultrasound. She was found to be negative of all the previous findings on her that would have necessitated an operation. They couldn't find the stone there and not any traces of liver cirrhosis and tuberculosis in her. My mother today is a perfect witness of God's healing power confirming that Jesus Christ is the same yesterday, today and forever.

How I Became the Office Manager

It was sometime in September, 2005 when our pastor informed me that Voice of God Recordings was looking for an office manager in the Philippines, and that if I be interested to apply. So I was excited about the possibility of working for and serving the Lord through the Voice of God Recordings, but I had serious reservations if I be worthy for the job and the difficult prospect of going back to work in Manila. I had once worked in Manila but had come to work and afterwards gone into small business in Mindanao, where I had come to like the place so much already. It was also not that long since I came back to the Lord that time. But there rings deep in my heart and mind about a serious thought of what if the Lord calls me for the job, then I will be in deep trouble if I will not make myself available. I was not sure if the Lord was calling me for it, coupled by a little reluctance of going back to work in Manila. After much prayer, it gave me a serious resolve to tell our pastor that if the Lord indeed calls me, then I will go wherever He sends me or whatever holds after that, for He will be with us all along the way. I just had to make myself available if I am indeed being called for the Lord's service.

I did make myself available when that time came. I suppose along with all the other precious brothers who had also been interviewed by the VGR brothers from the US, I was invited to a Ministers' Meeting the following day. We were four brothers in a room together with our pastor, and I was so happy to get to know a lot more brothers in the Lord who were also billeted in that pension house that we were staying. That very night, after about 3:30am, I woke up and just felt a very deep desperation in my heart to be with the Lord. I felt His awesome Presence and I wanted to be alone with Him, and how much I wanted to express my love to Him. As I went down to the ground floor with my Bible, I couldn't hold my tears, and my heart was exploding for the Lord. The lobby clerk was kind to allow me to open the light in the restaurant so I could use one table there. After prayer, something in my heart and mind told me while I was reading the Bible that I will be asked to pray during that Ministers' Meeting. I didn't mind It at first because I thought that It's just in my mind, but It spoke three times. That morning, I had totally ignored and forgot all about it. After all, who am I that I should be asked to pray there, totally unknown in the Message circles. That is something unthinkable and which I would avoid as much as possible, especially in such kind of an event. I am not even a minister and even avoid being called in to pray in our church. I also came to find out that all the known and respected ministers were all there, even including several missionary brothers from the U.S.

We came in and seated along with two other brothers at the back. I had already forgot everything that happened that morning. We enjoyed and were blessed by the U.S. missionary brothers' talk and presentation that morning. At about noontime, the brother said something like this, "I'd like to call a brother to come to the front to pray for the lunch and for our continuing activities until the afternoon. I'm calling Brother Jeremiah." I turned around looking for my namesake who may be a minister, but no one stood. He called my name again for about two more times my pastor from Mindanao, who was seated a few tables in front of us, made signs telling me that it was me who was actually being called. So I came to the front and just prayed a simple and sincere prayer. I came back to my chair trembling and seemed to have lost all my strength that I could not seem to stand again. There and then I remembered that something had told me already about it that early morning.

In the fall of 2005, of that same year, I started working for Voice Of God Recordings. As Brother Joseph had said, that “Working for Voice of God Recordings is a calling, and not a job.”

All Praises be to the Lord Jesus Christ who is the same yesterday, today, and forever. 

Brother Reinille Mendoza

I was born in 1984, and was about two years old when the Philippines overthrew its then president-dictator Ferdinand Marcos in the 1986 People Power Revolution in Manila. That turning point in our Philippine history epitomized a nostalgic spirit of unity among the Filipino people. Never has the country been in solidarity until that day when the oppressed people were awakened and convinced to finally break away from the political chains that had been enslaving the whole nation for nearly two decades.

But religious chains are a different story: I was first a Catholic boy. I had a baptismal certificate as an infant, and even took my first communion as a child. The latter was a requirement at school because I was educated in a Catholic school. We were likewise taught to monotonously pray the rosary, which at that time there were only three mysteries, but now, I believe they got a new one and increased it to four. I had also been swabbed jet black on the forehead on Ash Wednesdays, and had kissed the feet of either St. Paul or St. Peter—I was not sure whose feet—but I was confident the feet were stone-cold and color-fade, and were made by human hands, and I once reverently kissed them.

Then when we moved to Dagupan City in the northern part of the Philippines, after the great Luzon Earthquake of 1990 that shook many a major city into utter destruction and century-old Catholic cathedrals into shambles, we started to attend in a Baptist church where my grandfather’s friend was some sort of a caretaker, but the kind of a caretaker who decides which young pastor from which affiliated Bible school was going to preach for fifteen minutes or less, and for how long would this young pastor stay as a pastor in the church. After all, the church was his house. In that small church, the caretaker’s daughter was the perennial Bible teacher for the kids. There I learned more about the twelve disciples and Jonah and the whale; I day-dreamed I was David with his sling; and I drew and colored Noah’s ark with all sort of cheerful animals crowding around the white-bearded and smiling Noah on top of the ark, as if stopping momentarily for a group picture since they got a rainbow arching perfectly over their heads.

Then when I was about ten, my grandfather invited two gentlemen in the house to do some series of Bible studies. The series ran for about a week, every afternoon. The attendees were my grandfather, my mama, and my aunt. My younger brother and I would use to eavesdrop to hear out the gentlemen preaching from the receiving area of the house, and I remembered double-checking a visual aid the gentlemen drew for the Bible study—that was after they had left. “Why,” I said, “after the Ephesian church is the Philippians—not Smyrna.” I even checked it in the Bible many times. Later did I realize, when we were attending in an End-Time Message church in Dagupan City, that the gentlemen were talking about the Churches in the Book of Revelation, which I never once heard in our previous church. Soon, I heard about the Original Sin, the Mystery of the Seven Seals, and the twentieth century prophet, Brother William Marrion Branham.

One of the most unforgettable moments I experienced in that church in Dagupan was when my mama pulled my younger brother and I from the Bible school for kids to be presented in front of the congregation of almost a hundred. The pastor was also shocked, and he said, “Well, Sister, I was expecting them to be babies.” Nevertheless, the pastor offered us to our Lord Jesus Christ. “May these young lads walk in Your ways, Lord. May they always do service for You, in Your will, O Lord.”

And that I still remembered up to this day. I would not say it was easy walking faithfully in the sight of the Lord for almost two decades. I am fully convinced it was God’s grace working in me, because if it were just in my own intellect and strength, I would have failed so long time ago. I had a share of shake-up greater than an earthquake, since it was a shaking of faith. Imagine, the congregation of a hundred broke down into many a shamble because of differences. It was like denomination once again, and we were shackled in those spiritual chains without knowing it. If only, all Filipino believers could look back at what Brother Branham had to say about this and believe, then all of these differences would be cast away, and the entire Filipino Bride could have Oneness in Unity by the grace of God. But I believe, it is the working of the Holy Spirit, that filling, that could finally set us free from our denominational and man-made thinking.

For almost twenty years of drifting apart from Message believing people I once knew, I wondered where have they been now? I got friends in the Bible school for kids—but where could they be now? Our teachers there, where could they be now? I wonder where the sister who told me that I can teach Bible school for kids has been gone now. Where could she be now? How about the kids I taught? How about the pastor who encouraged me to be a church musician—where could he be now? I feel like I wanted to meet them, find them, someday, because sometimes I felt like my family and I were the only ones left in the ministry.

Then in 2013, the central part of the Philippines was devastated by the typhoon Haiyan. In those darkest hours, the unity among the Filipinos relieved. It was that kind of shaking that people cast away differences and be one once again. Then in 2014, months after Haiyan, I became part of Voice of God Recordings as a Tagalog translator. Just a month in the office, I met a familiar face, who has been pastoring in one of those towns obliterated by the typhoon Haiyan. Excitedly, I asked the gentleman if he remembered me. Obviously, he could not. Then I asked him if he could remember the day when he and his then young companions in Christ came to our house to bring the Message of the Hour. And he instantly remembered, as if I were a loved one who was separated from him in a storm surge for so many years but has returned and is alive and is in his arm’s reach. He cheerfully said, despite the crow’s feet wrinkles around his eyes, “So how’s your grandfather? Your mama? Your aunt? Your daddy? Your brother? Your grandmother? I would like to see them. Look at you now!”

I was filled with joy that I would have loved to say, “Well, here I am now, the overgrown kid who was once offered to the Lord to remain in God’s ministry.” I believe, I still have many years to toil in this God’s great ministry for the Last Day’s Bride. Where else would I be meeting them again? Certainly, In God’s True Word.

Brother Timothy Villarente

I accepted the Message when I was at my younger age between the years 1977 and 1978, at my hometown province, in the city of Bacolod. My parents were also Message believers. My mother used to teach at our church every Sunday for the kids. I remembered us always going to church on Sundays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, and even attending evening services. By the time, when I was a teenager, I experienced trials and barricades that life has brought about.

I was young at that time, and I was never that serious about this Message my parents taught me and my siblings. I turned my back from the Message, and faced the denying world of temptation. I stopped going to church, and I was more focused with my friends, enjoying good times together.

But then, God’s calling never left me. One night, I dreamt about God calling my name repeatedly, with this bright light trying to tell me something. It was probably a message, but I didn’t know what it was. I cried and cried until I woke up. But still, nothing changed. One day, our pastor came to our house, and I heard him saying my name, looking for me. I stayed long enough upstairs, until he was gone. Months after, I went to Manila at the age of twenty one. I had different jobs at that time, including work during night “flights” and enjoying good life. But then I felt guilty. I felt void. In my heart, I felt emptiness and I longed for God’s presence in my life. Then I wrote to my parents, asking where I could find churches here in Manila that our pastor, way back in Bacolod, had had missionary outreaches. By that time, I got sick. My body felt numb and I thought I was about to die that time. Without my knowing it, my parents had given my address here in Manila to our pastor, and he looked for me. The brothers fetched me at my workplace, the address that was given by my parents, and I instantly left my job. That time, I remembered the song entitled “He brought me out in miry clay.”

From that time, I started working with a brother who had a RTW (ready-to-wear clothes) business. I worked for him for almost ten years. That moment, I began serving the Lord and answered back to His calling. I surrendered myself to the Lord God whole-heartedly, and asked for His forgiveness. He gave me His all undying love, forgiveness and grace that made me realize that He had a better plan for me. Three years ago, my father had gone with the Lord. He was 82 years old at that time. I know someday we’ll meet again. Now, I have my own family, who are also abiding and believing in this Message—my wife and two daughters.

In the present, I am working at the VGR office in Manila, Philippines—being a God’s servant, and honoring His enforcements, under VGR manager Brother Jeremiah Villagracia since 2005. I am honored to serve my fellow Filipino believers in this Message, and I am thankful to VGR for giving me this opportunity to work at their office and continue serving in the presence of the Lord’s inevitable grace and compassion to my God-given duty.

I thank God for sending His prophet, Brother William Marrion Branham, for bringing His messages of these last days to call for the Bride of Christ, and to prepare for the rapture to come.

Brother Emmanuel Valde

How I became a Message believer.

Although my mother had been attending an apostolic church with my grandmother’s family, all of us were void of an idea about the existence of the prophet’s message on these last days. Until one day, the Message Of The Hour came across where we were and the rest became a history.

During my childhood days, I was accustomed to go to church with my mother and all my siblings in an apostolic church called, “Jesus Christ”, in our place in Balingasag, Misamis Oriental.

In those days there was no single time that my father went with us to church because my parents were neither united with their faith nor with their belief when it comes to spiritual matters. My father wanted to hold on the catholic faith.

One day the pastor who once held the church where I usually attended invited an American missionary together with a Filipino pastors to conduct a 2-day biblical expos? in our church. As the biblical exposition progressed, I noticed that the church congregation was amazed at the overwhelming revelations from the Word of God that both the American missionary and the Filipino preacher delivered.

What struck them most was the message that there is an ordained prophet in these last days who was named, “Bro. William Marrion Branham”. As a result, there were almost twenty (20) souls had accepted the new teachings and were baptized in the name of the Lord Jesus Christ. And later my father was baptized also.

Personally, I just attentively listened to the Message (Spiritual Food In Due Season) and was also surprised to know about the existence of a prophet’s message of our days. Yet, I only kept it with myself since I thought I was too young (15years old) to get involve with the discussion regarding spiritual matters. However, with a great desire to know more about the Message I spared an ample amount of time reading the booklets which pertain to Bro. Branham’s life as well as his spiritual ministry.

At the age of 18, I fully accepted the Message Of The Hour. Eventually, I decided to undergo the water baptism in the name of the Lord Jesus Christ. At present, I’m working as a dedicated and faithful message believer office staff in the Voice of God Recordings in the Philippines.

To God be the glory. Amen.

Office History

October 2005 was one of the most significant events in the history of the Message in the Philippines. Some brothers were sent to our country by Bro. Joseph to start the work in re-establishing the Voice Of God Recordings office in the Philippines. Since the second half of 1960s and even during the very last few years of Bro. Branham's life on earth, a few of his transcribed sermons had already reached the Philippine shores particularly in the Visayas and Mindanao area. And since then, the Message has traveled from island to island looking for every predestinated seed in every corner of our country.

At the time that Bro. Joseph re-established the office in October 2005, there were over 250 Message churches nationwide which were already being served as regular recipients of Message books and materials being sent by Voice of God Recordings. After that, the number of these churches grew more rapidly that by the end of 2013, the office was serving over 600 Message churches scattered around the country. We believe that this growth can be attributed to the missionary zeal that God has fired up into the hearts of every local pastors and ministers in spreading the Revealed Word for our day in their respective regions as VGR continues to equip and support them with much needed Message materials for their congregation and for their mission works.

The ministry in the country consequently grew also and continues to grow further as more Message churches are being added to the mailing list along with the increasing volume of translated Messages in audio and printed forms that are being produced every month, hence containers after containers of Message materials are continually being shipped to our country every year. It was on this view that Bro. Joseph saw and anticipated the need for the Philippines office to have a permanent and much bigger office than the one that we had been renting since the office was re-established. Hence, by the first quarter of 2012, the Voice of God Recordings purchased an office property located at the very heart of Metropolitan Manila which makes it very accessible to every believer that wants to come and get materials at the office. The office includes two office rooms, a conference room, a reception area, a warehouse, a kitchen/pantry room and a recording room where audio recordings of all translated sermons are being done not only for the local Philippine dialects but also for the Chinese, Indonesian and Urdu languages. The property also include an ample parking space inside the office compound plus a 1.35M x 4.4M baptismal pool freely made available for use by every Message church in the Metropolitan Manila.

We give thanks and praises to the Almighty God for all the great end time works that He has been doing for our country and we deeply appreciate the unwavering commitment and financial support of every Message church that continue to believe in Brother Joseph's vision and ministry that in turn has allowed us to continue to make the Message free to every Message church and every believer in our country. It is our hearts' desire that before the Lord comes, we would have the opportunity to shake your hands and hug you and personally express our utmost appreciation for your love and support to the Filipino Bride. May the Lord continue to bless you richly and wonderfully.