Pressing the Doorbell Thrice More!

Dear Lesley,

We don't exactly know what brings us to our place in History, but we are in this situation together. We want to our birthright from the noble births we have been given, but the Serpent wants to choke us to death and scorch the Earth. We grew up with our environment polluted by Pablo’s drug trafficking and the elements of pop culture musically praising sin and wickedness. Why weren’t we born in Paradise? Why was Earthly Paradise Lost? It was us who were defeated by a formidable foe who doesn’t care about the essence of our natures being free to survive and obtain eternal life. It was the distance between us and the lack of finding our calling together as friends, family, siblings, and I thought you would be my wife but you chose not to reach out!

Who laid down their noble lives to only be born of the Atoms and the DNA existing in a western fool's paradise, instead of existing in a Happy Humble Abode, picking flowers for all we care? Why did we chase our longings and dreams so far that we are caught in the Earth's grasp, instead of Heaven’s? Thank Yahweh that we are still here and alive upon the Earth to make our bond secure Eve. Thank you for your Grace to see we are as close as it gets, and considering our Formidable Foe, we need to stick together throughout the GREAT TRIBULATION COMING SOON. 

I want you to know, I am wanting to humbly fix this Apocalypse inflicting the DNA with particles that confuse the simple things. The necessity of life is the basic human instinct, and the pursuit of happiness and the avoidance of suffering. All I know is that I want to be simple and happy, and free from fear, that Jihadi’s or North Korea or China or Russia or America want to spring everything into a final struggle for a few drops of H20, Food, and Fuel for the war machine.

I want to dive into this, but I also want propriety and humble choices made especially in God's favor and according to His will. You must know God sent me fishing for souls, and after a long day (or some years) on the water, He sent me down to my knees and offered me LIFE in the GODHEAD ESSENCE! Which is Adam and Eve, returning to YAHWEH and forsaking the SERPENT who must be cast from our Minds, Hearts, Body’s and especially from all the fools with all the weapons of mass destruction, that they would FEAR YAHWEH! and disarm. 

You need to know about the miracle God did in my heart to make my bottom Chakra able to find Love the way it was meant to, (I guess I’m Bi) But I’ve chosen to LOVE OPENLY! And God’s Miraculous Healing Power in my chemical imbalances, to make the right feelings in the right situation, lest I be taking medicine, that may alter my body’s mood or emotion. 

The wonderous beginning I had when I was a young teenage adult, long after school's worries became more video gaming, and a grade 12 degree seemed so pointless, was fueled by fear and worry, and was a burst of acting out desperately. I would leap and leap and leap and leap, all out of fear, with not much more than an Apostles Creed on my tongue, confessing some basic ideas. The most I got for reading Isaiah 61 up on a chair at church, as a young man, was a little embarrassment for my awkward behavior, and a ride home from a concerned parent. Yeshua after His reading was almost cast of a cliff. That’s how intense it was for Him to dodge Martyrdom. I wonder where Mary was some of the time… probably got distracted?

I have PTSD because of all of the stress and anxiety of being enveloped in this tug of war. ALSO, it was a result of banging my head off against an immovable object, like the more I struck, the more the same repetition of words, would possibly have a breakthrough in some other person who had not heard. The fact that the pressure was always on me to live up to Yeshua’s example, and realizing my laying of hands and prayer wasn’t producing any results, I used my Third Eye View, from an Oracular mental far-sight, to look to distant places, and connect very intimately with Yahweh. 

I’m happy I was able to share with you my revelations and that God was so kindly Graceful as to bring this connection finally together, after so many years.  I’m happy to share anything with you, even if you just need some encouragement or a warm hug. I am happy I still have hope before the world is blanketed with winter ash. This ADVENT can tackle this planet quicker than any blanket of ash and snow!

WE SERIOUSLY NEED TO TALK… I went to war as the breadwinner and just got stale and dry, but what I needed was a renewal for the bread to feed the needy. I am that wicker basket of bread, (both the bread and the basket grow from the grass in Yeshua’s name.) Are you our cup of water? Can you please be the Holy Grail? I can be the daybreak of mourning, and you can be the warm rainfall in the evening. (With our United Prayers Mother Marry and Father Yeshua will be proud to know the END DAYS RAINED MANA AND WATERS OF LIFE FROM HEAVEN AND EVERYONE CHERISHED US TOGETHER AT LONG LAST. 

I would LOVE to drink from that cup, and break bread on behalf of Yeshua and Marry, finally. The poor sorrow those two had to endure being broken apart by the Healer on the Cross, and the Oracle wiping His blood up with Her cloth off the muddy ground. All I can say, it’s in their glorious return, we are found.

I want to have a picnic at the beach without worrying and stressing out, and needing to disrupt the peace because the end is NEIGH! I also want to be able to teach a Counter-Christianity message and be welcome back on the microphone again! I want people to stop disgracing the name Jesus Christ and begin respecting Yeshua Messiah’s name before the Greco-Roman Influence decided someone like Pope Urban can launch the first crusade in order to remain Pope out of political greediness. I want to respect Yahweh and understand His LOVE AND MERCY IS IN OUR FULFILLMENT OF HIS PROMISES TO THE PEOPLE AND YOU AND MYSELF! 

HEY MEG RYAN! ITS YOURS TRULY (You’ve Got Mail) Please look up! and see the Heavenly Father doesn’t hide His face from You, or cast you to wallow with the muck of the mire, as though your vessel is not good enough for the Holy Spring of Life to pour out in abundance and fullness of life giving WATERS! And I’ll be harvesting the grain, and making our daily bread secure for years to come, only IF we can disrupt the Apocalyptic nonsense of AMERICA, and have the rest of the world ASTONISHED! 


I have had many struggles with drugs and alcohol, and heard you struggled with tobacco usage here and there, but where there is GOD, there is a way to honor the Highest Love, with a simple gesture of kindness to others, and maybe those close connections are all you need to eliminate old ways and besetting habits. God Loves you in ways you have not yet seen! and you're a snowflake of uniqueness AND A CREATIVE EXPRESSION OF LOVE! AND YOU ARE DEARLY LOVED BELOVED DAUGHTER OF ZION:)

​P.S. Sorry I was late! Thanks for Coming Back to Home Plate, Now LET'S GET A HOME RUN!