The world’s curse is cured by love. No one will say it wasn’t love that saved the day, for all will bear witness to Adam and Eve standing firm in marriage, restored bodies, in front of the whole world, to declare the will of God. All religious hogwash is abandoned for the truth, which in love, adds up perfectly to the totality. The force of love is what causes dynasty to blossom out of Adam and Eve coming together, and love gives birth to family, the backbone of civilization and is the ultimate drive behind a man and a woman’s pursuits in life. Nothing would be more gratifying than holding the baby you created with your spouse, and the conception of that child is sparked when the seed enters the womb, is a holy act or matrimony. However I have yet to have either of these fruitions of life lessons. I am in wait for my opportunity with the one God has promised to me. I am eagerly waiting for you to embrace our oneness and together anointing, so I can be a daddy and cherish raising our children.
I have been struggling with a low mood as of late, because of the snow on the ground and the fact that it is now December, 2019, without a reply to my love letters. I was sure by December, the worldwide exposure of our arrival would be cemented, and we would be safe, so I’m feeling incredibly uneasy about not hearing from you. 2020 vision was what I had been propelling towards and the many bad omen I had been wary of, were in my mind, always pointing towards this holiday season, when I thought the war would be quickly underway. I have been trusting God in the matter of my bride saving us, and am relying heavily on the promise of God, not my own rationalizing. I am keeping the peace, and peacefully anticipating your arrival.
Now It’s been quite a few weeks since my last stay at hospital, where I focused especially on getting off a dependance on cannabis so I can be free in mind, heart and body, from the use of marijuana, and I’m better now that I’m sober. I spent time voluntarily at Kelowna General Hospital’s MC.Nair Unit, where there are ample opportunities to pray for people, and stay on the mend with easy access to the community with a blue band on your wrist, and no shortage of potential to witness and testify. I still got to go out to church, and for runs on the beach, and down into the lobby for a coffee where sick and dying people were in need of a miracle. The only reason I left the hospital was because there were no beds available and having been there for almost 3 weeks myself, there was an urgency to get people discharged who needed less support. It is very peaceful for me to be at MC.Nair because I feel like I’m Patch Adams and have many wonderful interactions with patients and staff alike. However I am close now to seeing you come through, and don’t really need to be in a hospital just because there’s more of a community.
Downtown Kelowna these days is sparse with people, because of the weather, and my best opportunities are Metro Church’s open mic, and the monthly testimonial service at the LDS Church. The other opportunities here are at pubs for Karaoke and open mic nights, but people there tend to be more interested in their drinking habit than anything spiritual that I have to offer. I have fully tested the “Assembly Theory” which was my belief that thinning out Satan’s influence over a larger and larger assembly of people, would allow a breakthrough. “where two or more are gathered, there I am in their midst”, (Matthew 18:20), was the scripture that gave me that idea. I have also testified very clearly in conversations over coffee, or on the street, and have also tested laying of hands and prayer. The closest I got to someone receiving a miracle, was with my friend Steve, who has a crooked back and is bound to a wheel chair. When I prayed for him near the end of summer, my hand was touching the skin on his shirtless shoulder, and he literally twisted and tried to straighten himself upright. I saw real determination on his behalf to receive a miracle, and I myself was genuinely trying to channel one. Especially with Steve, I realized that the power is between Adam and Eve in unity, not in either of our separate endeavours.
I have seen many miraculous visions and had many encounters with God, and would have to say my gift is the gift of prophecy and revelation, and the gift of tongues and empathy. Other than being an Oracle, with a third eye sight and empathy who talks to God and talks to much, I’d say I’m rather at a disadvantage. The power of healing, and provision, don’t seem to be inside me innately, but would be something between both Lesley and I, and permitted by us both. Rain and Mana will fall from the sky, when we allow ourselves the opportunity to unite in prayer, and come into agreement with the Holy Spirit, who longs to express love through us. The Angelic restoration of our bodies to their exalted state too, would be in our unison and would be necessary to prove we are the Archangels God has sent to deliver mankind. I have been assured we will literally BE the proof that God has sent us, with wings on our back and halos around our heads. It is the sign that the people have always needed to have hope and the proof there is a God so many have desired.
I’m also holding on to the promise of our son being born, and being a daddy for the first time. God first mentioned him when I was in the Maxwell Meagan homeless shelter in Toronto in April and being eaten alive with bedbugs, on a mission from God to testify to the world and deliver a miracle. There were many great opportunities and even an open mic every night in that city. I however did not stay for too long, because my finances ran short and God asked me to leave with him, back to Kelowna. It was in Kelowna when I received the revelation of Adam and Eve and became astonished to know the essence of love and the necessity of matrimony with Eve. Honestly this would have been wrapped up by the summer’s end, if I hadn’t known exactly where the pot dispensary was. I left the opportunities of the big city, to get intimate with you, and walk a narrow path of deliverance into your arms. Having spoken carelessly and posting it on the internet, I committed a great folly and it cost us a vast amount of time. I just pray it’s not too late.
I’m hoping that if the war happens, we can steer the fallout storm away from us, and there will be survivors because of miracles. We will need to be together for that to happen, and cannot stay divided and not fall victim to the fallout and starvation. I dream of being the bread to nourish the hungry, and seeing your rain fall from the Heavens to Earth to quench the thirst of those who need the spring of life. Together we are the sacrement offering of God to mankind, and the pillars of the holy communion that breaks barriers and goes beyond borders, nationality, ethnicity, and creed. Proof that God exists, is not all we have to offer them, but also the provisions of life and the mercy of God over sickness, deformity, and disease. Our identities in Christ are the banner and standard that they need to rally under, and our love will be the anchor and foundation of the next billion years. I pray we can fully walk it he will of God, and step through the threshold of these scary days, to bolster each other’s future and unite in divine agape love.
I’m sorry for being silent these last few days. I have been burdened with a bit of depression, over the weather and the late time of year. I don’t want to be idle while your working and preparing, so I think I’ll do another #PoeTrance mix. I’ll start working on that today. Please remember me in your prayers, and I will do the same. Even though our bodies are distanced, our spirits are one! You are my greatest inspiration to do ministry, and a cherished prize in the eyes of the father. When we are one, then the miraculous will begin and our journeys will unfold in united step. I am looking forward to our friendship and union, and am eager to get to know you and your daughter better. I hope to hear from you soon, dear Lesley and to know you intimately.