The Meth Lifestyle is a Sin! 04.03.08

When I was off preaching and trying to aid the poor in the mountain communities outside of the city proper, I kept meeting “Born Again Christian” who grew pot and manufactured Meth and called me “Too judgmental” for telling them that they could not be Christian and using, producing and dealing illicit substances! But when I complained to others about this strange ministry situation and phenomenon that seemed to follow me everywhere – regarding “Christians” who were into illegal activities, I was told not to report it to the local authorities as in those small town communities the local law enforcement grew up there as well, so whatever the people I meet are doing, they (the local authorities) are usually doing as well!

One day I told Jesus that I no longer wanted to minister as no one really paid attention to anything I said anyway? For instance, since moving to this region, no matter how much I witnessed for Jesus and taught about the New Life of holiness offered to Christians in Him as well as through the power of the infilling of the Holy Spirit; people still held onto their lusts, sins, idolatries and etc…!

I even ministered in one community for three years and while there married “Christian” women with children tried to get romantic with me, as well as their husbands… because everyone, it seemed, were all a lot a horn dogs and Sodomites! Even the married ones with children! The ancient land of Sodom and Gomorrah was just like things are now! People sinning all over the place and thinking that the Lord Jesus does not mind at all but even approves! In Book of Isaiah the Prophet we are told that instead of being ashamed of their abominations they have parades and show them off proudly! Sound familiar?

So after three years of being in a community preaching to Protestants and Evangelicals about the Church as History, Apostolic and even present… as well as a personal experience of Pentecost still being available for all who will repent and come to Jesus and be baptized… this husband and father in a family dear to me, one day tells his own teens in front of me that he was “attracted” to me and that that was okay! I was so embarrassed! And I knew for sure then that I had failed to get a hold of anyone’s hearts and minds in my three year ministry in the region! Shortly after that I was off somewhere and had a stroke and became crippled and in chronic pain and shrank about three inches in stature in about one year or less?

But since my healing last year on Trinity Sunday, when Father Patrick laid hands on me and prayed the prayer of faith for my healing and anointed me with the holy oil (Chrism), I seemed to’ve gained back my stature as well as no more weakness and pain in my hips that made me use a metal cane to walk with… on good days? Now I had a heart attack since and the 15 or so pills that I take a day for that have the side affect of making my knees hurt and hyper-extend easily as well? So I have that to be healed of next! Alleluia! Jesus does heal! Amen! But in the mean time one knee is bad for a few days and then the other one when that one improves well enough to walk about on!

So here in the city proper where I live now, I have quickly learned that there are few that I can trust even here, as many people here have similar personal philosophies and religious beliefs that allow them to do whatever they want to do, while possibly still thinking that what others do is actually still considered “sin”, while what they do is not actually “sin” or at least understand by God, so that makes their “sin” not actually “sin” for them when they practise it?

I want to talk to you about something else God spoke to me about here as well. Malachi the Prophet spoke for God when he asked, “Will a man rob God?” And the people asked, “How have we robbed God?” And they were told “In tithes and offerings that you have withheld from God!” They were told that not tithing or giving offerings was robbing God, as well as giving defective or deceitfully was also robbing God as well.

Now in the downtown Cathedral many give huge sums to the House of the Lord as well as to the poor, but there are those who do not! I am speaking to those people who do not give to the House of God and to the cause of helping the poor through the Church and through Charities out of the Church for those in need… please open your minds, your hearts and your billfolds, write your cheques and start tithing and giving as you ought! Thank you for listening to me and for taking the time to also read the little book of the Prophet Malachi, it is right before St. Matthew’s Gospel in any common Christian Bible, to see that what I am telling you is from God! Blessings to you!

Now about the matter of the New Life afforded to all Christians, please read 2 Corinthians 5, centering on verse 17 as the key in the passage… which means we do not keep sinning on purpose, doing illegal drugs, practising incest, adultery, or molesting others, whether children or other adults… whether male, female, gay, straight, bi! All is purged, healed and forgiven by God the Father, when we come to Him through Jesus and are washed in His shed blood from the cross, are baptized in water, and sealed by the Chrism and infilling of the Holy Spirit. (Or…: St. Matthew 18:6-10!)

Do you know that the blood of the individual comes through the ‘donation’ of the male parent at the moment of conception, and that other traits come from the female parent? Some things come from the father and some things from the mother at the moment of conception. Thus, the blood that flowed through Jesus’ veins and was shed on the cross was His Father’s blood and is holy, and truly does wash away our sins completely! So stop sinning as you ought! For some people have no knowledge of God! I (along with St. Paul), speak this to your shame!

Marijuana and Meth and Cocaine in all its forms, and prescription drug abuse, and even smoking is off limits to the truly “Born Again Christian”. So take up the cross and follow Jesus as truly as He has called us to do… without any sins, secret or otherwise, daily purifying your faith by faith, prayer, reading of the Holy Scriptures, worshipping in private and in group worship with other Christian Believers, as well as attending Bible studies and Mass and as many Holy Days as humanly possible! Desiring the pure milk of the Word of God until you grow up enough to be able to dine on the true meat of the Word of God! (Reference Hebrews 5)

Now lets pray for our leaders and all God’s servants serving in the proverbial fields… that are “white [over ripe] for harvest”. Let us also pray for our local authorities, and our “Heroes in Blue” (as we call them every year when we honour them at our “Blue Mass” downtown on 9/11), praying for all city officials, magistrates and world leaders, ‘royal’ and otherwise. As angry as they all get me, I still pray for them as directed by the Holy Scriptures and the Apostles and even the LORD God Himself throughout the OT as well.

The Word of God is so splendid to all those who will but read it and taste of the goodness of the Lord for themselves! O the riches of the knowledge of God! How can we know God’s will and mysteries for ourselves? How can we know what is to come as well as how to live in this present age? By the Word of God revealed to us in the written Word, the revealed Word, the spoken Word and the preaching of the Word!

When I fled Wisconsin after my divine healing after being rescued and hid out by prophetic Christians, my mind was in need of more healing that I found by renewing it once again in the reading and hearing of the Holy Scriptures! And after my stroke I got back into the Bible again to get my mind restored again then as well!

The Scriptures tell us that the Word of God heals and renews our health and our minds and gives us “the mind of Christ” as well! And it works!

The Psalmist and other places in the Scriptures tell us that “God sent His Word and healed them!” God’s Word heals! God’s Holy Spirit heals! The blood of Jesus heals! We just have healing all around us now don’t we aye?! Praise the Lord!

And don’t forget that Apostles go forth and lay hands on the sick and they recover! And when priests are called to anoint the sick with anointing oil and pray the prayer of faith over them, they get healed and even forgiven for their sins! And St. Mark 16 tells us that “Believers” go about laying hands on the sick and they are healed, demons leave the possessed, and the dead are raise, and snake poison and other poisons do not harm those believers either!

Even in the OT one of God’s names in ancient Hebrew, which is what the Jews speak in Israel again now, is “The God Who Heals You!”

When I was young and growing up a Charismatic Catholic, we used to run about with little vials of olive oil believing that any Christian could use it to anoint sick people with it and pray for people and they would be healed, and do you know that many were healed in those days? Cancers vanished and crippled people walked again and other things that were wonderful to behold happened as well!

When I was only seventeen a black woman Gospel preacher, who had a city ministry of her own but attended Mass as well, who was also a divine prophetess, and she prophesied many things over me and dumped oil on my head by the personal direction of God to her to do so, and I began to prophesy myself as well! It was one of those amazing memories that I have kept hidden in my heart to ponder over but find hard to explain to others? +M!

Are you a Clone, a Drone or a simple-minded spiritual Grunt? 04.03.08

Do you follow Jesus or someone who closely resembles our Lord? Or do you follow the opinions of those without the Spirit of God?

A Clone looks and acts like anyone they follow… also referred to as a “Stepford Disciple”! A Clone can be a good thing for survival sake though!

A Drone is a worker bee who follows to the death, right or wrong, like those who obeyed that anti-Christ Demon, Adolph Hitler as well as the monstrous Nazi leaders in WW2 Germany! A Drone can end up in the flames of eternal Hell like all the Nazi’s will!

A Grunt is someone who does all the real work to keep ‘the cause’ whatever it is, going, and their feelings or needs are never made known or respected… kind of like those fast-food employees that we are always impatient with who earn too much to qualify for social services but aren’t really surviving on their take home pay, and their children go without!

I once was a member of a small town parish and the people there were so very anti-Jewish, and I provoked them to angry hatred towards me by telling them that all Jew-haters and racists were also Jesus-haters, and no one who hated Jesus will not miss the eternal flames “where the worms die not”! I will not put up with the poor, the noble poor, being ridiculed and abused (St. Matthew 25:31-46), nor will I sit silently by at a coffee or church social and allow Jew-haters to bash Jews or foment bitter lies against them!

The ‘hour’ or “age of the Gentiles” will soon close and it is even closing now as revealed to me by the angel of the Lord! And when that time does come, all the Gentiles who did not repent and receive reconciliation with God through the blood and sacrifice of Jesus Christ on the cross – will then be forever lost! And the Jews “will look upon Him whom they have pierced! And they will weep for him as a loving parent weeps over an only child, whom they thought was forever gone!” Alleluia!

The Jews martyred many of their prophets and then built monuments to them later! And haven’t we Christians all done the same towards our Saints as well? Martyring them one day and then Canonizing them Saints the next? Let us learn to be wise now!

And what of St. Sebastian who left the Gay lifestyle to follow Jesus with all of heart and soul and body in love and holiness, denying the temporal pleasures of the carnal flesh, to know Jesus? And now people practicing all kinds of promiscuity is all the Christian churches, ours and theirs, both condone and promote that very behaviour as harmless? Or secretly practice such deeds, instead of denying them? Or at least winking at them by not rebuking that spirit of carnal lust in ourselves as well as spotting the whole body of Christ with such beastly activities that are grossly immoral and the very “Abomination that desolates the Church!” And this is the very carnal sin that the Holy Lord God is punishing us all for now, and that we have all taken on as our own blood-guiltiness for the sake of spiritual intercession until the House of the Lord is once more clean?
Let us all learn to hold our lips and tongues from making anymore liable speeches against the Lord and live this new Easter Season, this new opportunity to be pure before Jesus as His one and only holy bride, and “let us stop sinning as we ought! Some have had no real knowledge of God and I speak this to [our] shame!”

The Church is not something we should flee from in such time of need, “for we have all sinned and come short of the glory of God!” Were we not all baptized into Christ’s death and raised up in His own resurrection and to this brand new life and way of thinking? Together? The same water that purified the early Church, also flowed to us and we were all baptized into the same Church! Therefore we do not leave when sin invades, but we all take responsibility together for the sin as if we each one sinned against the Lord, and as one Church, we all repent, get healed, get up, march on as the spiritual army in Ezekiel 37 explains! But we do not abandon the Church!

How did Deacon Vic, the same kind of soul-winning Evangelist as those who lived in the early days of our Church as written about by Doctor Luke in the Acts of the Apostles, explain matters to all of us in attendance that evening at Saturday evening Mass when his own soul-winning efforts (our new brother in Jesus) was washed and made a New Man in Jesus at the fountain of the New Birth and anointed with the Gift of the Holy Spirit through the Chrism of the Apostles as ‘ordained’ (consecrated for holy use) recently by our beloved Bishop William, how did Deacon Vic explain salvation, holiness, the Christian life and all that pertains to godliness? His homily was a fine one for us who were gathered there before the Lord Jesus and all the Saints, teaching us all to be true Christian Disciples indeed! Alleluia!

St. Stephen and the others ordained to serve tables (called “Deacons”) were also great Evangelists, Prophets and Martyrs! As Deacon Vic, ordained to serve in the Church and at the table of the Lord, and God has given him a gift to preach and to win souls for Jesus! We should all honour and pray for such servants in the Church, as well as for our leaders and other spiritual shepherds! And let us not be too much of a strain to them as they go about looking after the well-being of our souls, lest we weary them too much and send them off to Heaven sooner than they need to go!

Pray for me my friends as I seek out more that I can do in the Lord’s work, but from home! The ideas and desires, like owning a house or two and raising orphans as my own children, I am a Celibate so any children will be adopted but wanted, and to do this as well as a restful house for spiritual renewal and sabbaticals for our Church servants, I could do without donations but with sudden, divine wealth from the Lord! In this time of so many needs I do not want donations but a financial miracle or two directly from the Lord! They have those Lotteries and people do win, and that sort of thing means no burden to the Church or begging… and not even suspicions are aroused if the money is your own and not requested from others! Or I could just remain here as a home prayer warrior and Bible scholar, as things are now? But I always want to fix things for others tangibly! And what’s wrong with being generous and merciful if one has the means to do so aye? Pray for me to be able to do the will of the Lord then, and pray for our Father in Rome (V) as well as for all of our servants and leaders in the Lord Jesus! Amen. +M!

THE MISSION: Then [Jesus] summoned His twelve disciples and gave them authority over unclean spirits to drive them out and to cure every disease and every illness.

The names of the twelve apostles are these: first Simon called Peter, and his brother Andrew; James, the son of Zebedee, and his brother John; Philip and Bartholomew, Thomas and Matthew the tax collector; James the son of Alphaeus, and Thaddeus; Simon that Cananean, and Judas Iscariot who betrayed Him.

Jesus sent out His twelve after instructing them thus, “Do not go into pagan territory or enter a Samaritan town. Go rather to the lost sheep of the House of Israel. As you go, make this announcement: ‘The Kingdom of Heaven is at hand!’ Cure the sick, raise the dead, cleanse the lepers, drive out demons. Without cost you have received; without cost you are to give.
Do not take gold or silver or copper for your belts; no sack for the journey, or a second tunic, or sandals, or a walking stick. The labourer deserves his keep.
Whatever town or village you enter, look for a worthy person in it, and stay there until you leave. As you enter a house, wish it peace. If the house is worthy, let your peace come upon it; if not, let your peace return to you. Whoever will not receive you or listen to your words – go outside that house or town and shake the dust from your feet. Amen, I say to you, it will be more tolerable for the land of Sodom and Gomorrah on the day of judgment than for that town!

“Behold, I am sending you like sheep in the midst of wolves; so be as shrewd as serpents and simple as doves. But beware of people, for they will hand you over to the courts and scourge you in their synagogues [Houses of Worship and Bible Schools], and you will be led before governors and kings for my sake as a witness before them and the pagans. When they hand you over, do not worry about how you are to speak or what you are to say. You will be given at that moment what you are to say. For it will not be you who speak but the Spirit of your Father speaking through you.
Brother will hand brother over to death, and father his child; children will rise up against parents and have them put to death.
Your will be hated by all because of My name, but whoever endures to the end will be saved.
When they persecute you in one town [or ‘coffee hour’], flee to another. Amen, I say to you, you will not finish the towns of Israel before the Son of Man arrives.
No disciple is above his teacher, no slave above his master. It is enough for the disciple that he become like his teacher, for the slave that he become like his master. If they have called the master of the house Beelzebul [Lord of the Flies], how much more those of his household!

“Therefore, do not be afraid of them. Nothing is concealed that will not be revealed, nor secret that will not be known. What I say to you in the darkness, speak in the light; what you hear whispered, announce on the housetops. What I say to you in darkness, speak in the light; what you hear whispered, announce on the housetops.
And do not be afraid of those who kill the body but cannot kill the soul; rather, be afraid of the one who can destroy both soul and body in Gehenna.
Are not two sparrows sold for a small coin? Yet not one of them falls to the ground without your Father’s knowledge. Even all the hairs of your head are all counted.
So do not be afraid; you are worth more than many sparrows. Everyone who acknowledges Me before others I will acknowledge before My heavenly Father. But whoever denies Me before others, I will deny before my heavenly Father.

“Do not think that I came to bring peace upon the earth. I have come to bring not peace but the sword. For I have come to set a man “against his father, a daughter against her mother, and a daughter-in-law against her mother-in-law; and one’s enemies will be those of his own household.’

“Whoever loves father or mother more than Me is not worthy of Me, and whoever loves son or daughter more than Me is not worthy of Me; and whoever does not take up his cross and follow after Me is not worthy of Me.

Whoever finds his life will lose it [Whoever finds his proverbial “niche” in ‘this life’ and his sense of belonging here comfortably, has lost true life!] , and whoever loses his life for My sake will find it.

“Whoever receives you receives Me, and whoever receives Me receives the one who sent Me. Whoever receives a prophet because he is a prophet will receive a prophet’s reward, and whoever receives a righteous man because he is righteous will receive a righteous man’s reward. And whoever gives even a cup of cold water to one of these little ones to drink because he is a disciple – amen, I say to you, he will surely not lose his reward.”

–The Words of Our Lord Jesus Christ!

The above is all of St. Matthew, chapter 10! And it is what I was thinking about when I was at coffee hour after Mass again, and I am so sorry that I ever go, any time I muster that courage to go and have treats, coffee and the promise of loving Christian fellowship… which is never what the experience ever turns out to be, and I am always such a fool for thinking that it will ever be otherwise for me!

I love Mass! But I always remind myself of how difficult coffee hour afterwards can be! I always seemingly get myself among people at the table where at least one person wants to interrogate my life and ruin the promised pleasantness of simply, humble, Christian fellowship after a lovely Mass and a meaningful sermon!

Someone or some persons at table with me, who do not know who I am, always want to know what makes me count as a person or what I do that makes me matter at all? So I get all these questions right down to where I went to Grammar School and all the reasonable information as proof to prove that I am not fabricating any of my facts? Do I look suspicious or homeless, so that I do not deserve to be seated with worthy and ‘real’ members of the House of God? Do I look as though I should not be there with my coffee and treats? I am a poor man and a retired man with challenges and issues that I did not create for myself but have come upon me as Jesus did promise us our life’s “tribulations”.

I am again reminded of that poor man Lazarus who lived in poverty, hunger and suffering just outside of the rich man’s front door, and the poor man would’ve been happy just to eat the dog food and scraps tossed from the table to survive! But the poor man starved to death, alone and mistreated, and God’s holy angels carried off his soul to Abraham’s Bosom to rest and be comforted from his hard life. And then the rich man died by God’s judgment and for his selfishness and contempt for the poor, and the demons dragged his soul off to Hades to be forever punished for his life of ease!

When Jesus died on the cross for our sins and the earthquake rattled people from their complacency, the curtain in the Holy of Holies was torn in two from top to bottom meaning that God Almighty would now be revealed to all people through the Apostolic preaching of The Message of Jesus! At the point of Jesus’ separation from His earthly body on the cross, Jesus went down to the netherworld and preached to the righteous dead, confirming God’s Word and promises to Abraham and Sarah, and the other Patriarchs and Matriarchs in the One, Holy, True Faith, and the righteous dead were seen over the next few days or so, until they were swooped up to God in the train of glory with Jesus when He ascended and sat at the right hand of the Father in the throne room of Heaven. (Ephesians 4:8-10)

And now that the Patriarch of Faith, Father Abraham no longer needs to comfort sufferers in his ‘bosom’ as it were, because all the righteous dead are now alive in Heaven because Jesus redeemed them from the curse that Adam and Eve brought on all human kind due to their rebellion against God in the Garden of Eden (Genesis 3).

Now there are those who preach that redeemed life as their gifts allow, or they did, or they simply do their best generally, and they get harassed and “buffeted about” by life and “tribulation” as well as the questionings and interrogations of those who want to be sure they are ‘worthy’ of attending Church functions and coffee hours and the sharing in of treats and coffee with the more ‘worthy’ and ‘real’ members of the Body of Christ. Why is that aye?

We are told again and again to “Remember the poor!” and that the Kingdom of God is made up of the poor and the lowly and the rejects, as well as those not thought of as ‘noble’ enough by society to be members of it (society).

When I go to Mass I go anonymously as a simple member of the Household of God, and I put on the only things I can afford to own, either black jeans or blue jeans (I own one pair each) and whatever shirt(s) or jacket or coat, holes and all! And I go trying to look like I belong, though I am embarrassed at being so poor… I go anyway and because I love Mass, and the Lord’s Supper and most of the time the homilies as well! I do not want people knowing too much about me as Mass is for worship of God as the Body of Christ, not how great, accomplished or how humiliated poor members and homeless persons are attending hungry and smelly, and with nothing to make them count as humans in our society… for in our society only those with things and means and who always say and do the right things count or have worth or validation as ‘real’ persons?
The Word of God tells us that Prophets and Apostles count as those that the world does not think of as worthy to live and as the scum of the earth and as the dregs of all things!
But the poor are accounted of in the same way in society as well and yet God loves them and gave His own Son’s life in their behalf to save them and to give them their value and worth as humans back! Will our Church do the same?

I am poor and a ‘retired missionary’, so I have no value or worth in society at all. I am only considered a pariah on the community where I reside and struggle to survive. I give what I can for tithes and offerings to the Church, for the House of God, and for our charity work among the poor and the homeless in our downtown area… and I would gladly give more as well! When I was a ‘Father’ in the Orthodox Church and on my way to being a Bishop in the Eastern Church, my own spiritual father told me that I had to give up my concern and work among the city poor as no one ever got anywhere worrying about the poor! I was told to worry about the rich and I would go places, they would take me places, and I would have great success! I was a Christian mystic and a man concerned about those in need in our communities, so I argued with my spiritual father about the poor, and I left serving in the Orthodox Church to go pursue means to and my passions for helping the poor! I gave my energy and my time and my advocacy for those in need!

And though I have nothing to show for it, and the poor are in no position to build monuments or to grant plaques as awards for our labour among them, I tried to do something for them along the way to where I am now!

But I am someone to mock, to judge, to ridicule, and someone to laugh at and be amused by; as well as someone to spit on, terrorize, antagonize, torment, throw things at, threaten, assault, and interrogate! I am someone to make miserable and someone to defile, and someone to accuse and to count as unworthy of treats and coffee at coffee hour!

When I moved to that little house in the wee village in the country to supposedly teach the children their Catechism to be Confirmed in the Catholic Faith, as there were no classes or Catholic parishes for several long miles in the vicinity, and those people turned out to be grifters who rob and murder people for their money, and they robbed my bank accounts and forwarded my mail to their friends in another community, and they stole my identity as well, and then they poisoned me, changed their minds for barely a moment and offered me and ‘in’ and even tried to sell me to a Bike club as some sort of slave, and as ill and high as I was said “No, I will serve my Lord Jesus and Him only will I serve!”, then they fed me other things besides Pine cleaner and bleach, they then fed me d-Con and antifreeze! While I was there they were trying to get a pregnant woman to go live with them, with the same plans to make money from her life or from her death! For the syndicate drugs and murders people for profit -- either disappearing them into slavery, or dead and disposed of into the woods around their little village where the mob has a country base for all kinds of illicit activities that supply their road trips with seemingly innocent persons and families smuggling goods, drugs, weapons and slaves through the States as well as to and from Canada and Mexico! And the Interstate bus lines are used as well as areoplanes are too dangerous for their kind of smuggling! The authorities were informed after I escaped and they told me that all would be taken care of, not to worry!
So then I miraculously recovered but was sent here by those same bus lines that I am skirmish about traveling on now that I am wiser about what goes on with them now. But it was the week of 9-11 when I was secretly shipped off to Newport to recover and rest from my ordeal by fire as it were! And I just do not enjoy any tom foolery that involves crime and drugs and thieves and criminals and murderers or danger related to all that or of any kind! I have well paid my dues! I want a peaceful, tranquil life with no complications or stressors now! And the landlord and some of his tenants who lied to the police here and almost got me into all kinds of trouble… still antagonize and torment me with unwarranted words and actions, and I cannot get them to cease no matter how much I ignore them! And when I get assaulted physically or verbally by them, and the police are phoned to stop their harassment, the police side with them, believing their lies about me, and I am the one who is further, emotionally harmed in the matter!

When I first met the landlord from across the street he mentioned setting up security cameras to watch his house and to make sure all his tenants took care of his house, and I told him that we watch the whole neighbourhood from our house and are an unofficial block watch who reports untoward activities to the police, so the landlord from across the street gave me his cell phone number and told me to report thing to him or to even mention to people not to do things that they shouldn’t and to run trespassers away; and I was happy to be a help to the man! But what a fool I was! Remember the Proverb that tells us not to associate with a man of anger or you will become like him? Well he is that man and everything backfired for me, and I ended up looking like a simply meddler! And even though all that happened was last year, that landlord and some of his tenants and their friends… not all of them though, still torment and abuse me with their taunts and verbal assaults… like they are driven by demon possession or something? And they will not simply cease their actions and leave me alone!

And the house up the street reported our house as a Meth house saying that everytime they walk pass our house they smell Meth coming form our house! And that could not be further from the truth about our house! NEVER would we do or manufacture Meth here! We don’t even allow pot in our house! And that kind of rumour can get people into trouble! Like one day a SWAT team could show up and our pets could get frightened or harmed in the process of a SWAT raid! And it would all be the fault of the supposed Born Again Christians up the street! The people who live in that house who chain smoke and have Bible Studies at the same time and invite the neighbours to come and join their meetings and cannot figure out why people… cause most people are too civilized and educated about the dangers of second hand smoke… so none of us want to attend! And then they report us as a Meth house after we have told them no to do that and that none of us do anything illicit here at all! But they will not believe us and drop the issue!

And it is one of the mothers in their own house who ‘backslides’ quite often, leaving her children with their grand to care for them, while she goes off to actually do Meth and carnal relations… but that’s okay, cause it is not in front of the children! And then she returns, behaves a few days, is a good mother, people claim… until she has another bout!
I would like to report her to social services or child welfare, but everyone, it seems, already knows? And there is a drug rehab on the corner she could always attend aye?
When I was growing up I came home one day from school to find my Confirmation Bible (a beautiful, zippered with a little cross on the zipper chain, and she holding and lessing children while seated under a tree, and wonderful Bible story pictures inside… called “The Rainbow Children’s Bible”) destroyed with sowing shears and I went to mum and told her and showed her, and she yelled at me and told me to shut up as I was always complaining about something! And soon after my picture of Jesus praying in the Garden of Gethsemane was glass broken and burned match holes were all over the picture! And one day all my pictures of Jesus and other related religious themed pictures that I had on my bedroom walls were taken down and mum sold them in a yard sale saying that I was ‘idolatrous’… that I had made religiously inspiring objects my personal idols! But Catholics like religious themed items and pictures and statues as well as the relics of the Saints! We like things to cherish that we can hold and look upon and be inspired by!

I would someday like another picture of Jesus in the Garden of Gethsemane praying! It is that old picture of Jesus kneeling at the large rock praying and it used to hang in old homes and little country church houses! If anyone has one they will part with, please give it to me aye? And I like Icons and religious items and relics and statues of Jesus and Mary and Saints and religious themes and all that kind of stuff! Any of that you wish to part with or generously give me for my little home and/or garden? Books too! History, Theology, Literature, Philosophy, Poetry, Bibles and etc…!?

Right now also I need prayer for things like health rejuvenation and what to do about my old ministry vehicle, which needs more work done on it but that cost money, so I put it up for sale… though having a vehicle here is kind of a need and not simply a luxury! I need pray for finances and I only promise to meet personal needs with it! No promise of going out to save the world or build a Christian theme park! The world gets “Saved” though our preaching, our kind actions and God’s grace, and any theme park will do for those who like such things, and I just want a well vehicle and personal needs met! I dropped that whole ministry incorporated thing long ago when no one cared enough to give enough to make a difference among the poor people and their needs around my little, humble ministry centre. That’s now ancient history for me and now I have these present health issues and challenges to muddle through right now anyway! We did feed a lot of hungry homeless people and we did give out a lot of dry, clean socks and fresh, warm blankets as well as love and our hugs (that’s how I got Hepatitis by the way!) and prayers! My dream and goal was to rescue everyone with any kind of need… material or spiritual! But please do not tell the grand inquisitors at coffee hour, cause they will want me to prove just how many sandwiches and blankets that our little ministry gave away, and I don’t really know… so that would simply prove to them that I am lying after all!

I mean when one has to even give proof sounding information to prove where they went to Grammar School way back when and so very long ago, then very little else that cannot be proven will count for much at all by way of the truth aye?

“What do you do?” Tell me before you take a bite of that treat or a sip of that coffee! Are you worthy to have it? Do you work, have a career, give enough to the Church, or count as a ‘real’ person here in our religious community at all? Or are you a worthless pretender helping yourself to our treats and coffee in an unworthy manner? Stop and put it all down and tell me first before you partake in any of our goodies!

Again, I think of that poor man Lazarus who begged at the door of the rich man for even dog food or the scraps from the table, and how that when the poor man starved to death and the related diseases afflicted upon those living in dire poverty, and how that God’s holy angels carried his soul to that place of rest for the righteous dead that was across the great chasm from Hell, and then God killed the rich man for his selfish indifference to the needs of others, and the demons of Hell dragged off his soul to Hell itself so that the rich man could suffer forever in the flames for having lived his life of ease upon earth; and I think about what will happen to the souls of those who mistreat, abuse, judge and interrogate those of us who are poor now as well? Those of us who suffer “tribulation”, health issues and the challenges of poverty; and some of us are afflicted for no fault of our own! But the rich and the secure judge us and do not want us at their houses of worship or at their coffee hours, or partaking of their little treats and coffee… because we are not worthy to do so!

When I came to this region I became well and strong after being murdered by those drug thugs and criminals, and I set out to spread The Message of Jesus through the region, distributing over 30,000 (friends estimated) Christian books, modern Bibles, Christian magazines, Mother’s Against Meth materials, and those pretty, plastic Rosaries through these mountains around about us and through villages and farms and country towns, and some people liked what I was doing while others cursed me and threatened me with harm, and some did harm me for The Message of Jesus that I was so faithfully spreading about; while some pastors preached that I was a drug addict and was only ministering the Word of God through the region to raise funds for my illicit drugs, and some even tried to have carnal relations with me and got awfully angry when I wouldn’t!

Jesus said that we would suffer “tribulation” and He also said that those who chose to live righteously will suffer “persecution” too!

After I completed my three year mission to spread The Message of Jesus tangibly, I sat down and planned how to help the poor through the region and there are many poor in our area that need much help and not only the crumbs that the rich people toss their way from time to time! After all, Jesus is the poor man begging for His needs to be met! (St. Matthew 25:31-46)

But in my neighbourhood some people liked me, while some abused me for being a Christian as well as a man of God! And when my cat would be out playing in the lawn sometimes people would be driving by and swerve up onto the lawn and just miss running her over with their vehicles and they would curse at me and throw things at my little home there in that little country community where I settled to minister to the poor and to teach about the Word of God and our social responsibilities toward those in need.

And one day I had a stroke, went to the ER and they would not help, went to my physician Dr. Jeremy Lewis and he kept trying to molest me! And all the time all I wanted was medical care not any opportunity to fulfill carnal pleasures! But he would not listen to my needs and he would even steal my prescriptions and prescribe me new ones to replace the ones he would snatch from me!

I painfully shrank three inches or so in about a year and became quite weak, crippled and ill! So I moved into the city proper with the very generous help of Mormon and Lutheran friends! And I moved into Resident Court and into a luxurious apartment! And I went to Rockwood Clinic for my health issues but nothing could be done! And Resident Court was a hell house of drugs and Meth manufacturing and the rumour going about was that the in-house manager was in on the drug scene there? It was dangerous and a mad house and one of the residents was murdered there after I moved out, I was told!

So the Church and the local police moved me out with a moving van that Lutheran friends rented (I believe?) Another big move but this time from mad house Resident Court where even my downstairs neighbour and her friends cooked Meth while I was trying to sleep and then threw away all the jars and cans and things that they made it with the next morning early at the building’s dumpster out in the parking lot and in full view of those of us that they kept awake all night!

I was moved by the Church and by the police into a house on Sixth Avenue where my next door neighbours and upstairs neighbours were manufacturing Meth this time and had robbers of local businesses who robbed them at gunpoint, living with them! When my friends with the city found out all of this, they had me move out, with the help of a friend from the local Fire Department!

It was during this period and right before the move that I went to the healing hour at my Church, the downtown Cathedral, on Trinity Sunday and near my own Birthday, and when hands were laid on me with the prayer of faith for healing and anointing of Holy Oil (Chrism) by Father Patrick, the next day, Monday, I no longer needed my metal hospital cane to walk with and was healed! And it was that week that I moved from the drug house to down the street to this lovely, brick colonial that I love so much! But the landlord and some of his people and their friends from the house across the street torment me for my trying to be a friend and goodneighbour (a mistake in personal judgment to be sure!) just after I moved in here! Yes, even I make personal mistakes from time to time! But that is all over and they still mistreat and bother me, and I have no recourse in the matter!

I want to win the Mega Millions and adopt orphans as my own children and raise them in the Church and in the Lord Jesus and the love of Almighty God, and I want to care for and support all the poor and unsupported people of religious orders, and have houses for them that are better than nursing homes as we know them, but real homes that they can live and fare really well in! I want to do things like that! And I do not want to be tormented or judged anymore. And I do not want the drug thugs who found me once after I escaped to locate me again! And I want your blessings and prayers! And if I could, I would serve in the Church again, but I would need health and the local Bishop’s call!
In the Eastern Church one needed to have a spiritual ‘aptitude’ to receive the call to serve and little to no formal schooling was required. Monks were called from solitude to be ordained Bishops and priests and deacons and subdeacons came from the people.
And anyone could be a mystic or become a Saint; and candles and chanting and incense were always in the air, and Icons, not statues were the sacred objects and holy images of choice! And in some Orthodox Churches everyone stood the whole Mass as there are no pews in some Eastern Churches!

I would even be happy to return to wearing my robes in everyday life but my income is not from my spiritual life but from my ‘Retirement’ funds, and the heart attack or two or more that I had not long ago still needs healed before I can venture anywhere at anything again? I am no longer short or crippled from the affects of the stroke I had a few years ago, but the side affects of the heart medications that I take now make my knees weak and lock up on me! And there is the pain as well!

Now my preaching and teaching of Bible, Church History and Theology (Catechizing) is all done on the Internet and in my blogging every few days or so? Not much is done otherwise and never at Church anymore. I am anonymous at Mass and like it that way, so that I can simply worship the Lord! But sometimes when I see the procession go up the aisle in their robes and vestments, I miss and remember when I did the same as well!

I received another offer to join the Franciscans again but I am sometimes such a literalist that I am hindered by my love for books from joining any such orders where the founder despised books other than the Bible! I love the Bible and all kinds of books as well! I am a Bibliophile! But Sister Sharon was kind and meant well!

I did look into the Franciscans right out of High School, but there was all that prancing around, and you know what I mean! And if I was going to serve the Lord anywhere, that’s what I wanted to be doing! One can remain in the world and prance around and pursue carnal pleasures! Religious orders and the Christian Faith IS meant for holiness and the path to Sainthood! Nothing less!

Sometimes even Confession bothers me because I do not want to go confessing my sins to someone who is enjoying carnal pleasures of their own! The Christian life and the ministry, ordained and otherwise, IS always meant to be lived and practised righteously!

When we take up our own crosses daily to follow Jesus, we do so with hands empty of all else to do so correctly!

I mentioned books and schooling and education, I do believe in learning; and wish that I had more formal education along the way as well. But I did get an education and I read and studied a lot, and I had spiritual and mystical experiences along the way as well, and the Gifts of the Holy Spirit sure do help me a lot as well! And there is the matter of Faith towards more healing and a longer earthly life, which has worked well for me so far!

><> Maranatha! O Lord Jesus come soon for your holy people! Amen, so be it! <>< +M!

Jesus is the Son of God! Alleluia! 03.24.08

Jesus the Son of God made flesh! Jesus is the Son of God! And this is known by all true Believers, East and West, Orthodox, Roman, Evangelical, Pentecostal, and strictly Protestant or Puritanical and Sectarian! Jesus being the Son of God is the central doctrine of our Christian Faith… if we are truly “Christian” at all! Say “Amen!” Sisters and Brothers!

Jesus is the Word of God (Logos), the power of word, spoken and spiritual that holds the whole cosmos together and He is the creator of it… by the Spoken Word! There is the Spoken Word (Logos), the Revealed Word (Rhema) and the Written Word… which combined with the Holy Spirit, becomes “the Revealed Word” (Rhema) as well!

And Jesus is the Word of God (Logos), Jesus is the Eternal Son of God!

The very symbol of the Fish <>< that so many of us still use as an expression of our ‘original’ Christian Faith, and for around two thousand years ago or so, and besides the symbol of the Cross, the Fish is another one of our central symbols and expressions of the Christian Faith…

The Greek spelling for Fish has in each one of its letters the first letter for the central doctrine of our Faith, “Jesus Christ, Son of God, [He is] God Made [into] Human Flesh!”

I study History, Church History, World History and Theology and Philosophy; and I keep reading in so many learned texts, that Jesus never saw Himself as God in the form of flesh, or even as the Son of God, and that He never claimed to be God or the Son of God or God in human flesh; and that that doctrine was developed as the Church grew into a huge institution and by her own Theologians, and that it had nothing to do with the real or true Jesus! But my friends, that idea that Jesus is not divine, God, the Son of God, is heresy! And St. John the Divine dealt with this issue again and again and again, and sometimes simply to combat false “Christians” who were really a mix of Paganism and some weird ‘New Age’ form of ‘Do-It-Yourself’ religion! There are many self-willed and lust-filled heathens and pagans in the world all following the deception of Lucifer (the so-called “Angel of Light”, though his name means “Morning Star” and he used to wake the dawn with worship to the God of Heaven… along with his angelic choir… before he decided he would raise up his own throne and place it over God’s throne, and take all the glory for himself! One third of the angels of Heaven joined Lucifer or Satan in his prideful rebellion against God, and there was a war in Heaven, and Lucifer and his fallen angels were cast out of Heaven and landed throughout the Cosmos to make havoc on all of God’s creation and to deceive God’s offspring into sin and to defile their own bodies that are created in God’s holy image and likeness… Satan thinking that by doing that he can make an eternal mockery of God? But the Written Word (Logos) tells us there is a plan, and the Spoken Word tells us so as well! So the Rhema (Revelation) of the Word of God is now revealed to us! And all true Christians know all this and are spiritual warriors in Jesus’ holy army, as prophesied by Enoch, seventh from Adam! And all who profess to know and follow God and His will do not all truly do so! Read Malachi and St. Jude! +M

Do Not Crucify Your Children! (Or, “Sometimes I Cry!”) 03.21.08

When I was growing up in the 1960’s children were beaten much and often, mistreated and cursed and sworn at; and one of the things we used to hear a lot was the threat that we would be crucified so bad that even Jesus Christ Himself would not be able to save us! Life was horrible as children when I was growing up!

St. Paul said for parents not to frustrate their children and cause them to simply give up! But to raise them in the nurture and admonition of the Lord! Oh to’ve been raised that way!

I was raised in the Church though and in the Charismatic Renewal of the 1960’s and 1970’s! And I speak-in-tongues as well! Which is so very awesome, trust me!

But when I was a little boy and received “the Baptism of the Holy Spirit” or “the Infilling of the Holy Spirit” whichever your particular ‘camp’ would refer to the experience? I was taken home and thoroughly beaten and told that everyone else at the Charismatic meeting received the Holy Spirit and were speaking in His gift of tongues; but that I had gone to church and come home with a demon and was speaking in devil’s tongues! So the folks beat me often from that time on, allowed me few friends and sometimes none at all from then on, and without warning… even during TV viewing, mum would jump up and knock me to the floor and beat me and yell things like “Come out of him Satan!” and all that for no reason at all! I was not a boy who disobeyed or misbehaved, and I attended Mass and read my Bible and studied well in school, and prayed often, and I joined the drama troupe at school, and I volunteered at Church and in the community; and I planned to go to college and be a ‘real’ “Missionary” for Jesus and help the poor like St. Francis and Mother Teresa!

I lived with Great “Grand” for a while and with foster families and friends and went to school and was employed! I went away to college and returned for a visit where my hand was almost ground off in the garbage disposal to punish me for thinking that I was better than my upbringing! And I was told that only Gays and women went to college and that I should quit and get a real job like a real man and stop bringing disgrace and shame upon them all! But I worked and studied and did my best and became a “Missionary” with no real family to speak of and was always on my own except for friends that were like family that I had along the way! And that has been my whole life until now, as well as many health ‘challenges’ as well as healings and experiences of the supernatural and some failing and sins along the way… like most people, that I have had to repent and confess and be reconciled unto the Lord Jesus again for, and the usual, and other experiences not so ‘usual’ I have been told?

I never had biological offspring of my own as I am a Celibate ‘Religious’ Christian, ‘Retired’ “Missionary”, who is married to Jesus as any good, single Catholic Christian should be! And I am a spiritual “Eunuch” who does not look for carnal activities of the flesh, even though it is forced down our throats all around us, I ignore those images and offers and do my best to remain holy and righteous and a proper Christian! <><
I write about myself as that and Theology and Christian Mysticism are the subjects and experiences that I now seem to know best, and I like to talk about those things with the world around me just as if people might actually care about those things and those subjects!

This is Holy Week for the Church and I have found that many “Christians” that I freely speak to on the subject know little to nothing about “Holy Week”! They will dress up and show up for Easter services somewhere on Sunday and have dinner and Easter Egg hunts and chocolate with their little ones and everyone will have pretty much a splendid family time all-in-all but nothing else about this week is in their minds, spiritual training or experiences, and if I speak about any of those thing about Holy Week leading up to Easter Sunday, they will simply convey to me that fact that my being “Catholic” is why I do all the other stuff that they do not do or even know about! But shouldn’t all Christians know what the Bible tells us and what all of the Christian experiences and traditions are about? I am amazed! I am shocked! I am surprised that “Christians” do not know anything that is “Christian”!

But I am ‘Retired” as a “Missionary” so I should stop worrying and fretting and just attend Mass and look after myself… as I have no one else in the world to look after me or my needs… financially or even my health needs! Although my Church as been doing some generous things for me of late and even since ‘retiring’ here recently! I am not used to others taking that kind of caring interest in my needs though! Doing ministry work people will support some of your ministry as long as they see you working really, really hard and proving yourself in your vocation; but once you cannot perform your responsibilities that prove your value and validate your worth as a human being in our society, then one can feel quite stranded and alone in this world! I now thoroughly understand how the homeless and those people living under bridges feel!

I plan to watch The Passion movie again tonight as it is Good Friday and yesterday was Maundy-Thursday (Holy Thursday) and I am too drained to get to the liturgies on my own! Sometimes I need help when my energy is depleted and if I was there at Church now I would be fine. It’s just that sometimes the energy to get there is too much for me these days. But it is not laziness as some would suppose! I will make it Saturday evening I suppose? I want to and plan to go then!

Mel Gibson messed up socially but his film about Jesus is still good and a quality work! But all racists will go to an eternity in the flames to be eaten by the worms that never die! Good film or not! Even artists can go to the fires for all eternity! God be praised!

I went from a good Church boy who was severely abused physically and verbally to being a Missionary who tried to do well and to help others and to bring the lost sheep into our Christian fold, to being a tired man who struggles to get though bouts of ill health and constant fatigue, as well as cycles of experiences miracles of personal divine healing! Alleluia! God is good! All the time! Amen to the Lord Jesus our Saviour and King! <><

In Seattle when Christians would greet they would say “God is good!” And “All the time!” would be the reply! That was the 1990’s when I had a social ministry to the poor and homeless there! But now I am here and living a whole new life with new experiences, new people, and new opportunities! Praise the Lord God Almighty! <><

King Solomon said that “Nothing ever changes and there is nothing new under the Sun! But when one moves to a new city and makes new friends, things feel new for me! PTL!

I now live in this little cottage of an English-style or Federal, Southern Colonial red brick house on the corner of Sixth Avenue and Maple, and things are copasetic in here! It’s the outside world and our community and society that is a bit trying with the drug dealings and addicts and aimless people wandering about without hope and without God in the world! But for the grace of God there goes you and I!

When I was serving in the Eastern Church everything was all holy and mystical at Church and in our wonderful ancient Byzantine Liturgy! But outside of church there was hanky-panky and men of the Church with their wives and families at home and mistresses on the side, as in Eastern culture in Syria and among the Arabs and related cultures to have more than one wife and or concubines was approved of, and to get around that here a man could have mistresses on the side or even male lovers as well! But I was a monk and as a moved among the families of our parish ministering to their spiritual needs… it involved surface kinds of minister and home Icon ceremonies, but nothing to do with their sins or lifestyles as they were middle Eastern and far Eastern and their cultures and ways of doing things were part of who they were and anything actually deemed wrong, immoral, questionable or sinful, was dealt with in Confession on the kneeler at Church, before Divine Liturgy, and in front of the lovely Mosaic Icon of the Holy Madonna and Child Jesus! So my ministry was time consuming and tiring but shallow, and catered to the whims of the rich of our congregation! And on top of that people were trying to get into my pants! And when I said not that I was Celibate and married to Jesus, I would get yelled for that and told things like I though that I was God! And my spiritual father was told that I was “making people feel uncomfortable” in the Church!

And then I had a social ministry to the poor downtown and in the Tenderloin there and my spiritual father demand that I repent of that ministry and stop worrying about the poor as no one ever got anywhere worry about the needs of the poor, but to focus on pleasing and meeting the needs of the rich in our congregation and then I would go places! So I resigned feeling quite betrayed and on the verge of a breakdown with all that spiritual double-speak and grossly shallow moral standards! And I went to Seattle to minister to the working poor as well as the homeless, and the kids there on the streets of Capitol Hill!
Or is it “Capital Hill”? I forget? No, I am pretty sure that it is “Capitol Hill”!

But I had back-to-back bouts of Pneumonia there all of the time and after two miserable years through my health challenges there, I moved away and returned to my ‘Golden City’! The “Golden City” to me is as Heaven herself! All beautiful and shiny and so much to behold and do! So then I worked as a volunteer for the Cerebral Foundation and was a Suicide Prevention Counselor with the AIDS/HIV Nightline! So rewarding! <><
I think sometimes people want to know what I am talking about or where I stand on the issues? I get called “St. John the Baptist” and ‘a preacher of the Law of God’ and ‘not of grace’ by some, while others claim that I am too liberal and wishy-washy on sin? But I am just a read Christian man who has energetic days and weary days, who is trying to get through life the best I can and make Heaven my home someday and see people I meet come along with me to see Jesus, if they just would, as well!

And I believe that Christians should be holy and clergy people should be holy and that righteousness is attainable for all those who sincerely follow Jesus! And I know that when I look at an Icon that the person or persons displayed in it were not groping each other and people at taverns and inns in their days, or committing all the grossly immoral acts that people who call themselves Christians around me do today! And if I thought they were I would no longer venerate those Icons as the spiritual windows of Heaven anymore!

Now I am not naïve! I know a little bout this and that and the other thing too! But I am in the Church, so I say no to sin and yes to God every chance I get, and I believe that practising righteous is better for us than practising sin!

I have lived in big cities and in small towns and even in dinky country villages! And one thing I can tell you is that all kinds of carnal relations among the heathens as well as among the professing Christians goes on in all those environments! And in the small towns and dinky villages even Meth and Smack and Pot and worse things goes on just as well as in the house and apartment buildings and flats of big city life as well!

And all people everywhere need to repent or soon go to an eternity in the flames where the worms that dine on people’s souls forever never die!

I lived in the Haight-Ashbury when I was young and was a member of the Bohemian community there and in Berkeley… where I also took writing courses! And I attended school in the Bay Area and had friends who were like my family! And I took liberal studies and course in History and Psychology, and was published as a local poet, and was considered quite the mystic and very spiritual by those who knew me as well as at Church! And I tried to be as religious as possible and join the ranks of the Eastern Orthodox clergy towards being an Orthodox “Bishop”, and I found that one simply has to give up sin and carnality and empty promises, and take up their own cross daily and follow Jesus! So I do not have all the long years of proper and formal education to be a Roman clergyman now at my middle age! But I do not have the energy to keep up with the schedule of any of our Roman Church clergyman anyway! So it all works out!

But I did get honoured with the title of “Bishop” by a Pentecostal Denomination who wanted to honour me for all of the apostolic work that I have done, and that was nice!

So now I am an urban dwelling monk, scholar, prayer warrior, Internet Preacher, and Blogger; who remains prepared for eternity because I love Jesus and because my re-martyrdom by the underground syndicate may still yet locate and murder me here? <><
I angered dangerous people with my humble ministry that preaches freedom from sin and drug addiction through the love, power and forgiveness of Almighty God through Jesus shed blood and broken body upon the Altar of sacrifice that was upon His cross around two thousand plus years ago now… which reconciles all of us who will repent from sin and turn to following Jesus instead of sin!

And I preach against all drug abuse, drug smuggling, drug manufacturing, robbing and murdering or enslaving people as well! And those things that I preach against angers those who say that God loves them and understands them and condones their drug business, identity theft, stealing and murdering and selling people into slavery after kidnapping them! They think that they are “Saved” and say that they love God and that He condones and approves what they do because society has been so unfair to them!

I reported to the police many things and many details about crime and drugs, and they were thankful and sent in SWAT teams to break up drug and prostitution rings, along with identity theft and the police gathered up all the cash laying around from robberies of local businesses at gunpoint; and I was told to move for my own health and to no longer be breathing in the Meth vapours! And then after moving to this lovely house the police were called on my falsely and I was falsely accused of things… so they arrived and did not believe my innocence and threatened to tazer me, beat me, shoot me; and no one remembered who I was and that I was the endangered enemy of the drug and identity theft syndicate, and had been a good friend to the local authorities as well!

So now I wait to see if the underground mob of Wisconsin who only a few years ago, robbed me, emptied my bank account, had my mail forwarded to their friends in another community, and tried to sell me to a Bike club (whatever would they want me for anyway?), and then fed me d-Con and antifreeze until I painfully hemorrhaged and bleed from all over my body, and my hair came out in bloody clumps as well, and I had weeping, bleeding sores all over my body, and I saw flying saucers landing and taking off again… from the strychnine! And I do not even believe in flying saucers… so I knew I was in real trouble then! And my face was disfigured as well! I no longer look the same as I did before that ordeal! Well actually I went through some divine healing through the prayers of Christian friends since then, so I do now look better than I did right after that frightening nightmare of an ordeal!

I believe that with all that I have been through, at least the local authorities, like the ones who were a help to me before I moved here for my own safety and to recover, and to hide in plain sight where friends and city authorities can make sure that I am not martyred too soon again, and since I was a good friend to the local authorities and involved in helping to promote and invite our local authorities to our annual “Heroes in Blue” Mass at the downtown Cathedral… the least the local authorities can do is protect me from further harm and not become more threatening persons in my life to worry about!!!

I would surely like to take an emotional break from worry and bothersome people and situations at this middle age stage of my Christian life now! And especially since I keep developing more health challenges that threaten my life, every time I seem to miraculously hurdle over the last health matter and ordeal!

I do have an almost ideal existence here now and share a house with mostly nice persons, some who claim to be of various Christian communities or affiliation… though I do not condone of swearing and cursing by anyone, especially from the lips and hearts of those professing to love and follow Jesus in every way! And we also have nice Pagan people here who practise those rites of “the ancient arts” and even honour “the Green Man” myth! Things like that. But if people want to believe in sprites, fairies and leprechauns and carry sorcerer’s staffs to their Wicca meetings and burn Sage in their second floor flats, it’ll not bother me a bit! I know what is right and what is true, but I needn’t worry about all that stuff influencing or harming me! With all that I have been through in my life, my awful childhood, and the strain of seeking to fulfill an apostolic ministry in a time and place where lust and drugs are more important gods that Jesus is, benign Pagan practises on the second floor of our corner, red brick, Southern Colonial house are the least I have to be at all concerned about!

As Christians we are commanded to practise a different set of spiritual rites, and as a Roman Catholic that is exactly what I do! And as far as the spiritually naïve and blind, let them figure things out on that day before the throne of God in holy judgment! Everyone has been told right from wrong already by now, and if they choose to do everything contrary to what God has commanded all these thousands of years, then so be it! No one really listens to me anymore anyway, and as the LORD told the Prophet Jeremiah when he finally got himself a following, God said to him, “You think those people are listening to My Word through you? No, but they are only being entertained as if you were singing a lovely song to them! But they are not paying attention to anything you really have to say to them from Me!”

I write to my friends on the Internet and I blog, and that is my spiritual legacy that I leave to those who read my words online! This is my “lovely song” to you!

One day when I was not well but had not yet listened to what God was telling me about those people having been the ones to’ve emptied my bank accounts and to’ve had my mail forwarded to their friends in another community, one of my main murderers was tired of me not dying from the poisoning that they had so joyfully done to me over the weeks I had been there in their village and on their country property… that I later found out they stole from the rightful owners by threats and intimidation… that is how murderous thugs and grifters and mobs and the underground syndicate is and it is all just like one of those movies of the week on TV… only for real and the drama is real too… and real people are losing their lives and their loved ones to murder, robbery and to enslavement after kidnapping…

And this man asked me to ride with him somewhere and we went out on this stretch of road and he started drinking form this bottle with gold flakes in it and offering me some and it was some kind of booze, and I declined his offer as I only consume appropriate beverages and at the appropriate times for a Christian and as a clergyman…
And as he was chugging and driving like a maniac… he pointed to his airbag, which said “On” and to mine which said “Off” and laughed and kept driving off the road and all kinds of directions… until we ran into later in the day work traffic coming come on the roads, and he stopped behaving that way and we returned to their property in the country, and me off to the guest house to bed and up all night with painful, bloody runs and puking and bleeding from my nose and ears, and feeling like the two sides of my skull were grinding together along with the grinding noise as well as a dripping feeling in my chest that burned awfully and gut pain that was retching! And everyday the people would be cruel to me and their children as well, and the wife would say to her husband when he looked sad about things, “It’s for the children!” and things like that!

I was thinking in my Christian mind that Jesus gave His life for others so that was what I was doing by losing my life there away from anyone who knew where I was or what happened to me! And then I came to my senses and had a moment of profound clarity and said to the Lord that murdering me was wrong and they should not benefit by my death, so I prayed for strength to escape and received the ability to get up and sneak out through the wood, crossed a small river, and through another wood! When I go to the road I got a ride and then another ride, and in the second ride the man said that I smelled of gasoline and asked if I was okay? And I wanted nothing to happen until I got to hospital… so I said I was fine! I got another ride or two to another town that had an hospital and they took me in through ER as I looked like death and smelled rotten like a corpse! And they ran scans and said that my insides were scarred like I had “swallowed something caustic”! So I told them about the poisoning with various things like Pine cleaner and bleach and finally d-Con and antifreeze but I would not die! (It’s all kind of like when they murdered Rasputin the Russian Monk and Mystic aye?)

The hospital told me that when I die an autopsy could be done which would show the crystallized parts of my brain from the antifreeze but until then it would not be able to be seen in hospital scans.

Some Christians who operate in prophetic gifts under a Christian Bishop called Christian International, took me home and hid me and took care of me and prayed for my healing for three weeks, and then on a Sunday at one of their services after people danced in worship and waved flags and streamers and played percussion instruments, there was a sermon about God’s Will, and then a healing line, and I went up for healing and fell under the power and got up much later healed and no longer wreaking of rotten flesh!

We decided to send me to Newport to visit friends I new when I had my Seattle ministry to the poor, and it was the week of 9-11 so they put me on a bus line to Newport, and on the way I observed those who were smuggling drugs and goods, which I learned about in my ‘ordeal by fire’ among those murderous grifters and that Bike club and others who were ‘travellers’ of families who took road trips to smuggle illicit drugs and stolen things and drugged people being sold into slavery! And that is why when I came here I was able to point out to the police who the criminals were and the SWAT team swept in and took them away! Praise God! And I have been here about seven years or so now aye? Did you enjoy my “lovely song” from the Lord and my news of the life of an apostle of Jesus? +M