Jhony Vargas

A Life Redeemed: From Restless Nights to Gospel Witness. Jhony Vargas story.

I first met Jhony and Thaís in December of 2022, during one of our early visits to a church in San Diego. My wife and I were immediately encouraged. Not only did we share the same country, the same state, and the same cultural roots, but we also shared a connection to the church traditions of southern Brazil. We quickly became friends. Yet this story isn’t about our friendship—it’s about Jhony’s faith and the way God has been shaping his life for mission.

Jhony was born and raised in Caxias do Sul, a city nestled in the green highlands of southern Brazil. The region, shaped by German and Italian immigrants, carried a rich cultural and Lutheran heritage. Church bells still echoed across neighborhoods, and the air was often filled with the scent of vineyards and chimarrão tea shared among friends. Jhony grew up attending church faithfully. Yet for a long time, faith was more routine than reality. He was a Christian in name, but the truth of Christ had not yet gripped his heart.

When he moved to Porto Alegre, the state capital, to attend college, the change was dramatic. Porto Alegre pulsed with energy—crowded buses rushing through the avenues, students filling cafés near the university, and the Guaíba River stretching wide and restless under the city lights. Freed from the watchful eyes of family and the steady rhythms of church, Jhony plunged into the nightlife of the city. Late nights blurred into mornings, parties stretched endlessly, and temptations met him at every corner. For a season, he lived at full speed, chasing the illusion that life without God could satisfy the deepest parts of his soul.

But emptiness crept in. No human-made thrill could quiet the silence within. He remembers nights walking across the city bridge at dawn, the river shimmering like liquid fire beneath him, whispering into the cold air: “Is this really all there is? Lord, don’t let me lose myself.”

It was in those restless days that God intervened. One afternoon in the college cafeteria, Jhony opened a small New Testament almost by accident—and couldn’t put it down. He began to read voraciously, as though starved for truth. Every word felt alive, speaking directly into his weariness. Page after page, the Christ he had ignored and mocked confronted him with mercy and love. By the time Jhony finished his degree, a decisive break had taken place: “My old life is over. I am a new man now. My faith and my life will match.”

The transformation was not easy. The same friends who once partied with him now mocked him for his new convictions. Sharing Christ in that environment meant facing rejection and ridicule. But Jhony carried the words of Jesus close: “If you confess me before men, I will confess you before my Father.” With trembling courage, he confessed, and slowly, his life became a living testimony.

It was during this time that he met Thaís. Unlike the fleeting relationships of his past, this was different. She was steady, sincere, deeply rooted in Christ. Their love grew in long conversations, in walks through Porto Alegre’s parks, in prayers whispered together under the city’s gray skies. She encouraged him when temptations pressed hard and reminded him that grace was stronger than failure. Her support has been constant, steadfast, and indispensable as Jhony pursues God’s calling. Eventually, they married, stepping forward as partners not only in life but in faith.

Jhony’s technical skills in computing soon opened doors abroad. Their first move was to Ireland, a country of ancient castles and endless rains. Yet for Jhony and Thaís, it was a season of hardship. The damp winters seemed to seep into their bones, the long nights stretched into isolation, and the ache of missing family was constant. More than once, Jhony wondered if he had made a mistake. There were nights of quiet tears, whispered prayers at the kitchen table, and long phone calls with family back in Brazil that ended too soon. Still, God was at work. In the silence and struggle, Jhony learned endurance, and in Thaís’s faithful companionship, he saw again the steady reflection of Christ’s love.

Then came California. A door opened for Jhony to work in San Diego with PlayStation, and this time the move felt different. The sun, the ocean breeze, and the openness of the city were gifts after Ireland’s long shadows. More importantly, God provided community. Jhony and Thaís found Hope Lutheran Church—a small congregation, not filled with young couples like themselves, yet full of warmth. The preaching of Pastor Bill captivated Jhony, stirring in him a deeper understanding of the gospel and rekindling the call he had carried for years: the call to share Christ.

Both Pastor Bill and the Lutheran Mission Society San Diego soon recognized in Jhony a gift for connection. Whether at the beach, on the volleyball court, at the gym, or hosting friends in his home, Jhony seemed always surrounded by people. And he did not shy away from speaking about Christ. The majority of his friends were spiritually empty, searching for meaning, yet Jhony spoke with boldness and compassion. His life had been rescued, and he wanted others to know the same Savior.

Jhony is not perfect. He still wrestles with himself, sometimes being too hard on his own soul, holding himself to impossible standards of holiness and strength. There are nights when he lies awake, his mind replaying conversations and decisions, wondering if he could have been a better friend, a more patient partner, a wiser witness. At times, the old temptations still whisper, and he feels again the weight of his weakness. Yet even here, his heart clings fiercely to the theology that once rescued him—the Lutheran conviction that it is not his works, not his striving, not his climbing toward heaven that secures him, but Christ descending into his very frailty with grace. This conviction burns within him like a hidden fire, and it shapes his longing: he wants others to taste that same mercy, to see that same Christ. He dreams of sharing it, of opening doors where others see only walls, of being a living witness to the God who meets us in our brokenness.

And yet, alongside this burning desire, life pulls him into the relentless current of work. The pressure is constant, the demands never sleep. Numbers, deadlines, and results stand like overseers, always demanding more, always marking what is not yet done. Some days he feels like he is running on a treadmill that will not stop, where effort and exhaustion pile up, yet the finish line never comes closer. In those moments, frustration gnaws at him—not only for the weight of work itself, but for the ache in his heart that he cannot do more for the Lord. He wonders how to balance it all: the vocation that provides for his future family, the ministry that beats in his chest, the rest his body craves, the hope of serving God in greater ways. He feels torn between the “already” of God’s calling in his present life and the “not yet” of all the things he longs to accomplish. In those silent struggles, a quiet prayer often rises: “Lord, teach me that You are enough, even when I am not.”

And yet, it’s also important to pause and celebrate what Jhony is already doing. His faith is not something locked away in Sunday mornings or personal devotion—it flows naturally into his friendships and conversations. When a close friend lost her husband tragically and turned her grief into anger against God, Jhony didn’t rush with cheap answers or pious slogans. He simply told her, “It’s okay to be angry. God can deal with that. He isn’t going to leave you, even in this moment.” That honesty and compassion opened a door, and now she is asking him to teach her more about his faith. Another couple he knows, young parents who are still searching for direction, heard Jhony gently invite them to consider baptism for their child—a bold step that spoke volumes about his hope for them and their family. Every Wednesday night, when he meets with a group of guys for “men’s night out,” none of whom claim to be Christian, Jhony does not hide who he is. In the middle of jokes, sports talk, and life stories, he looks each one in the eye and says, “I want you to consider following Jesus.” He has even carried that same boldness onto the internet, entering into conversations with both strangers and loved ones, sometimes with gentle encouragement, other times with open invitations to trust in Christ, other times with apologetical arguments to defend the claims of the Christian faith.

Jhony recently attended the Best Practices for Ministry Conference, where his sense of calling was affirmed and his heart encouraged. The experience provided new tools, insight, and confirmation that the path he has discerned—with prayer, courage, and careful preparation—is indeed where God is leading. Now, together with Thaís, he is preparing for the next step: launching a Portuguese-Brazilian Bible study and discipleship community in San Diego—a place where his friends can gather, hear the gospel, ask questions, and grow in faith. The Lutheran Mission Society San Diego is walking alongside them, supporting their vision, coordinating with their church and Pastor, and helping them take practical steps to fulfill this calling.

Jhony’s story is still unfolding, but one thing is already clear: from the restless nights of Porto Alegre to the rainy winters of Ireland, from emptiness to joy, from searching to sharing, his life is a living testimony to God’s faithfulness and a glimpse of the missionary heart God is raising up in San Diego.