On 27the July 2020 my Father showed me that He had put His Word in me. This explained the ‘thought injections’ that I had been getting ever since He ‘entered my temple’ back in early April 2020. No spoken words, just thoughts that I have, that I knew were given to me. So, that’s how the Word of God works when it’s made flesh. I was given the revelation by scripture and (unsurprisingly) a thought injection telling me about it. Here is the scripture, from Jeremiah 1:
4The word of Yehovah came to me, saying:
5“Before I formed you in the womb I knew you,
and before you were born I set you apart
and appointed you as a prophet to the nations.”
6“Ah, my Lord Yehovah,” I said, “I surely do not know how to speak, for I am only a child!”
7But Yehovah told me:
“Do not say,
‘I am only a child.’
For to everyone I send you,
you must go,
and all that I command you,
you must speak.
8Do not be afraid of them,
for I am with you to deliver you,”
9Then Yehovah sent down His Word, His hand reached to my mouth, and Yehovah said to me:
“Behold, I have put My Word
in your mouth.
10See, I have appointed you today
over nations and kingdoms
to uproot and tear down,
to destroy and overthrow,
to build and plant.”
There is a slight tweak to the usual translation above, in verse 9, as the Hebrew word ‘Eth’ appears, which is the Word of God, which is always omitted, as the translators (pretend that they) don’t know what the word means. In a period of incredible experiences and revelations for me, this one was yet another that was a shock. It took a few months to become accustomed to the fact, frankly it’s something that I still can’t believe has happened, even though I experience it now as a matter of course in my life. I still talk as myself, I haven’t developed any divine powers of rhetoric, I am nothing like Yahshua in my use of language, I am much more like Elijah. But I can really feel the emotions of my Father, and it’s incredibly powerful sometimes. Anger, frustration, joy, pain, sorrow, sadness, all of these are very common, with anger the most common. The way He feels about the millions (billions?) who took His grace, and took the blood and suffering of His beloved son, and then returned to a lawless pagan lifestyle, like a dog to its vomit, it’s pure wrath. These people are going to be severely punished for their arrogance and stupidity.
To balance that, the joy He feels when He sets me up with some groups to help in Africa, and sees them embracing His laws and ministering to others, it feels great. And the sadness He feels when He sees evil ones keeping the truth from those who need it. From my perspective, life has become much more of an emotional roller-coaster, which I am sure happens to everyone who embraces and submits to the holy spirit. But to experience God’s feelings is very intense indeed. I am not complaining though, far from it, I consider myself so lucky to be having this experience, and indeed, I will have the Word of God in me forever more. Looking ahead, I do wonder if He will guide my speech in crucial moments, or whether He will let me largely be myself? My final comment on having the Word in me is that it is very unobtrusive indeed, it’s quite amazing how subtly it works with me, it’s very clever stuff. An example would be an email I just received that was a message for me from my Father. Before I even opened the email I knew it was from Him to me, but there wasn’t even a direct ‘thought injection’, I just knew. So, when Yahshua said ‘my Father and I are one’, this is what he meant. It’s much more than being of one purpose, or in agreement, it’s literally like a shared mind, in matters that affect me and my life and my role for Him. And obviously it’s a one-way thing, or at least I assume it is, I don’t know how much of my own thoughts reach my Father. Maybe every one, I don’t know. Oh, and the other thing the Word gives me is an insight into everyone’s heart towards my Father, and Yahshua, and me, and their true heart as regards faith and obedience. I can tell when people are faking it, when their hearts are black, when there is zero fear of God, or (in a few rare instances to date) when their heart is perfect towards my Father. Whilst this is a useful gift to have, it does show the terrible state of most people’s hearts currently. It really is obvious to me why the day of wrath is inevitable now.
I was given some insight into Psalm 74, and the nature of the manna fed to Israel whilst they were in the wilderness:
Yet God is my King from ancient times,
working salvation on the earth.
13You divided the sea by Your strength;
You smashed the heads of the dragons of the sea;
14You crushed their heads, Leviathan;
providing it as food to the nation in the wilderness.
As I was working on that translation, I was moved to click on another tab, and there was the post I wrote back in June, which had some thoughts on Leviathan and the translation I had been given by my Father already. Pretty cool stuff to see. So, what exactly were crushed I wonder? The thought in my head….dinosaurs. Early reptilian sea monsters. Dragons, were they around with the elohim at creation? So, crushed dragon’s head were the main composition of manna.
On 28th July 2020 I was kicked off two facebook groups, both ‘christian’, for criticising Americans for flag idolatry, both of the American and Israeli flag. I had pointed out the number of sins that were permitted by the pagan leaders of these nations, such as usury and sodomy. It was clear that people in these groups are stupid and hate God and His laws, and were unable to handle hearing the truth from me.
I then studied some of the later chapters of Jeremiah and made some notes. Jeremiah 20, and Jeremiah’s complaint within that chapter, encapsulates a very large proportion of the emotions and thoughts that I have had this past year. Here are those verses:
7You have enticed me, O Yehovah, and I was persuaded.
You have overcome me and prevailed.
I am a laughingstock all day long;
8For whenever I speak, I cry out;
I proclaim violence and destruction.
For the word of Yehovah has become to me
a reproach and derision all day long.
9If I say, “I will not mention Him
or speak any more in His name,”
His message becomes a fire burning in my heart,
shut up in my bones,
and I become weary of holding it in,
10For I have heard the whispering of many:
“Terror is on every side!
Report him; let us report him!”
All my trusted friends
watch for my fall:
“Perhaps he will be deceived
so that we may prevail against him
and take our vengeance upon him.”
11But Yehovah is with me like a fearsome warrior.
Therefore, my persecutors will stumble and will not prevail.
Since they have not succeeded, they will be utterly put to shame,
with an everlasting disgrace that will never be forgotten.
12O Yehovah of Hosts, who examines the righteous,
who sees the heart and mind,
let me see Your vengeance upon them,
for to You I have committed my cause.
13Sing to Yehovah!
For He rescues the life of the needy
14Cursed be the day I was born!
May the day my mother bore me never be blessed.
15Cursed be the man who brought my father the news,
saying, “A son is born to you,”
16May that man be like the cities
that Yehovah overthrew without compassion.
May he hear an outcry in the morning
17because he did not kill me in the womb
so that my mother might have been my grave,
and her womb forever enlarged.
18Why did I come out of the womb
to see only trouble and sorrow,
and to end my days in shame?
I will reveal something that I have known now for a while, but Yehovah did entice me when He first entered into my life (in a way that made me realise He existed). I wrote about it in this post:
In the early part of the summer of 2016 I began to have a period of unusual minor injuries, bumping into cupboard doors, bruising myself, or cutting a finger with a kitchen knife, and these continued for a few weeks. I cut my foot on a rock under the water whilst swimming one afternoon, and as this sequence of accidents continued, I realised it was very unusual, as I was normally very sure-handed and had good balance and thus hardly ever injured myself. At around this time I was involved in a very heated internet argument, where I was strongly defending the beneficial influence of Christianity with someone who was anti-Christian, some sort of pagan type, and I put two and two together and wondered if I was the subject of some sort of hexing.
I don’t know the precise date, but one night I was sound asleep, I’d guess it was around 3am. I woke with a start, and was immediately aware of something that had been very close to me, but that moved away up to the ceiling as I awoke. It was pitch dark, so I could only describe this thing as a dark object, I was very aware of its presence, and more so as it came down from the ceiling and moved towards me, until it was literally on top of me, and it felt as though it was trying to enter my body. I was terrified through this experience, literally in a cold sweat, as I lay there, wide awake, breathing deeply. I could feel an evil malevolence from this thing, I was in no doubt that it meant to harm me, maybe kill me.
For reasons unknown to me, but feeling I needed some serious help to escape this attack, I instinctively began to repeat the Lord’s Prayer over and over. I’d not said this prayer since school days, and I’d not reached the Bible verse where it appears in the New Testament, but the words were lodged in my memory somewhere, so I kept saying the prayer aloud, for what seemed like 10 minutes or so. After 10 minutes, this dark thing floated back away from me and vanished, and I immediately went back to sleep, and slept soundly until the morning. When I awoke, the whole incident was very clear in my mind. My only thought as I got dressed was:
‘There’s definitely a God, and last night He came to my rescue’
So, what I have known for a while (which probably won’t surprise some of you) is that the whole experience I describe above was arranged by my Father (probably using the same angel that tested Abraham’s faith when he was told to go and sacrifice Isaac) so that I came to realise that He existed, that there was a supernatural part of life on earth, that there was evil stuff out there, and that deep down I had been created to believe in God and was therefore prepared to call on Him for help during the attack, my first demonstration of faith, after 40+ years of atheism. This doesn’t negate my free will, but when you’re created to be Yehovah’s eternal king on earth, you’re not likely to be closed-minded to the existence of God, or to write-off supernatural attacks and prayer as inexplicable weirdness. No, I was bound to accept the truth when it was presented to me. I have no complaints about that, or the man that I was made to be.
Other verse of Jeremiah’s complaint describe my life and the thoughts I have had during the past 8 months. My friends do think I am crazy, and my family too, with the exception of my best friend Jamal, bless him. I do warn of terror, violence and destruction every single day, mostly on youtube these days, and I am generally a laughing-stock when I do. I do feel like I am wasting my time, but I can’t stop myself from giving the warnings. I have on occasion bewailed my own birth and my fate, in my dips on the roller-coaster ride this past year, especially after the first big revelations about my role, and even more so during the 40 days of testing and temptation by Satan in November and December 2020. Mostly these days I am past all of that, although I am expecting persecutions to come and to intensify in the years ahead, obviously the vast majority of people in this world are going to hate me with a passion and governments and the enemy will be out to get me. As Jamal often used to say about life, and about a round of golf: shit happens. Wise words. But I take solace from the confirmation in verse 11 of Jeremiah 20 that my persecutors will fail, because my Father is with me, and I am His overcomer and destroyer and His king. So the world will hear me, and will know that God is punishing it for its evil ways.
I was shown that Jeremiah 23 refers to me, and I think I have mentioned this before, but here are the applicable verses, with just one change to the translation:
Then I Myself will gather the remnant of My flock from all the lands to which I have banished them, and I will return them to their pasture, where they will be fruitful and multiply. 4I will raise up shepherds over them who will tend them, and they will no longer be afraid or dismayed, nor will any go missing, declares Yehovah.
5Behold, the days are coming,
when I will raise up for David
a righteous branch,
and he will reign wisely as king
and will administer justice and righteousness in the land.
6In his days Judah will be saved,
and Israel will dwell securely.
And this is his name by which he will be called:
There is also an end times reference to the many false prophets currently around, who claim to be hearing from my Father or the Lord in their dreams and visions. I know of a couple of youtube channels that I sometimes view just to keep an eye on them, and it’s laughable how they regurgitate the nonsense from various ‘prophesy websites’. One of them has recently been given pause for thought as so many prophesies for December 2020 didn’t happen, so he’s realised he’s been duped. Here is the scripture:
“I have heard the sayings of the prophets who prophesy lies in My name: ‘I had a dream! I had a dream!’ 26How long will this continue in the hearts of these prophets who prophesy falsehood, these prophets of the delusion of their own minds? 27They suppose the dreams that they tell one another will make My people forget My name, just as their fathers forgot My name through the worship of Baal.
28Let the prophet who has a dream retell it, but let him who has My word speak it truthfully. For what is straw compared to grain?” declares Yehovah. 29“Is not My word like fire,” declares Yehovah, “and like a hammer that smashes a rock?”
30“Therefore behold,” declares Yehovah, “I am against the prophets who steal from one another words they attribute to Me.”
31“Yes,” declares Yehovah, “I am against the prophets who wag their own tongues and proclaim, ‘Yehovah declares it.’”
32“Indeed,” declares Yehovah, “I am against those who prophesy false dreams and retell them to lead My people astray with their reckless lies. It was not I who sent them or commanded them, and they are of no benefit at all to these people,” declares Yehovah.
The final verse also alludes to my own warnings given to the American ‘Laodiceans’ who were reporting what they thought were rapture dreams, even though there were no clouds and Yahshua wasn’t present. Talk about stupid. Here is just one example of a prophesy channel that has been churning out the same nonsense for over 8 years now, during which time the female’s health has been destroyed by the demons using her. I have left three comments warning them that they are being used, and have mentioned that they have graven images displayed in their home, but they ignore the warnings.
I was shown that Jeremiah 25 refers to the incoming wrath of my Father, against all nations. To those who idolise zionists based in Israel, you’ll see the holy city terribly afflicted too, it won’t be spared:
“Then you are to tell them* (all the nations mentioned in previous verses) that this is what Yehovah of Hosts, the God of Israel, says: ‘Drink, get drunk, and vomit. Fall down and never get up again, because of the sword I will send among you.’
28If they refuse to take the cup from your hand and drink it, you are to tell them that this is what Yehovah of Hosts says: ‘You most certainly must drink it! 29For behold, I am beginning to bring disaster on the city that bears My Name, so how could you possibly go unpunished? You will not go unpunished, for I am calling down a sword upon all the inhabitants of the earth, declares Yehovah of Hosts.’
30So you are to prophesy all these words against them and say to them:
‘Yehovah will roar from on high;
He will raise His voice from His holy habitation.
He will roar loudly over His pasture;
like those who tread the grapes,
He will call out with a shout
against all the inhabitants of the earth.
31The tumult will resound to the ends of the earth
because Yehovah brings a charge against the nations.
He brings judgment on all mankind
and puts the wicked to the sword,’”
32This is what Yehovah of Hosts says:
“Behold! Disaster is spreading
from nation to nation;
a mighty storm is rising
from the ends of the earth.”
33Those slain by Yehovah on that day will be spread from one end of the earth to the other. They will not be mourned, gathered, or buried. They will be like dung lying on the ground.
Whilst it sounds like a terrible slaughter is coming, I rejoice that we have a God who has given us 6,000+ years since He created humans in His image, and even though much of that time has obviously been a disappointment to my Father, given men’s constant disobedience and evil ways, He has stuck with us. And even in these next 11 years and 9 months, as billions perish and suffer from the famine, plague, wars and earthquakes leading up to the day of wrath, even in these times He will pour out His spirit one final time, and His grace will bring millions into His eternal kingdom, right at the end of this period. The first shall be last and the last shall be first. I rejoice that we have a God that takes action when it is needed to sort things out down here on His planet. He doesn’t just watch it collapse into evil without taking action to sort it out. And this time, the sorting out will be a final sorting out, things will be put right forever, with just the final judgement and burning of the satans to take care of in 3032. So, rejoice if you are on the right side of all of this. No rejoicing if you are on the wrong side of it, obviously.
On 29th July 2020 I had a meeting with an elderly female client (she’s nearly 80). She was the lady used by my Father to send me an email giving me notice that I was going to have to go out on the moor during the night back in early April. I had never talked about faith matters with her before. I asked her if she had realised why she sent the email, and why she had misspelled ‘more’ as ‘moor’. She couldn’t explain it. She tried to explain it, but was just guessing. So I told her that she had been used by God and what had happened to me that night. She accepted my testimony, which was a pleasant surprise, although frankly I am not sure she was able to fully comprehend what I was telling her.
Sadly, as we chatted, it became very clear she was suffering from one of the powerful delusions given to people by my Father (mentioned in 2 Thes 2). She doesn’t live a righteous life, ignoring the sabbath and holy feast days and eating unclean meats, the usual lukewarm faith seen in England these days. But the delusion meant that I was unable to show her that she needed to change her ways. On the one hand she would agree with me about righteousness, and then would immediately contradict herself by saying that ‘God will forgive me my sins’. So, I left her house quite depressed, as I had been hoping to persuade her to be baptised, but she wasn’t interested at all. Sad, never had the holy spirit, easy prey for the enemy. Fucking churches in England duped everyone after the war with their ‘christenings’ of babies, and ‘confirmations’ with some other stupid ritual in early adulthood. All to deny people the holy spirit. I really hate those pastors and churches. If you are reading this and haven’t been baptised as an adult, go and do it yourself tomorrow, you do not need another human, just you and the holy spirit will suffice. Declare your faith in God and belief in the Lord Yahshua as His son, risen from the dead and in heaven now, and ask for the holy spirit through the Lord’s blood, and go under the water, and you’re baptised.
On 30th July 2020 I had a visit from my friend locally, and I tried to ascertain whether he had a 2 Thes 2 powerful delusion, as he had shied away from obedience as soon as it risked impinging on his normal life, or overtly showing his faith and obedience to anyone else (so he had refused a gift of a set of tassels, as he didn’t want to wear them). He told me that he agreed that we should all obey my Father’s laws and commands, but those are just words, and the fact that he has stopped making progress in his walk with my Father, and has avoided baptism through the past 9 months, and more recently has been very distant, all point to the fact that my Father has now washed His hands of him altogether. I can’t blame my Father at all, this (former) friend had access to me and my teaching and my experiences for a couple of years, and basically doesn’t believe any of what I went through, even though he was the man who witnessed the moon hidden one night in April 2020. He affirmed this in comments here on the relevant blog post, but privately he has told me he thinks the moon hadn’t risen high enough to be seen, rather than it being hidden. This despite me having seen the moon in the sky at exactly the same time the night before (on passover evening). So, another one bites the dust.
That night I was stood outside on my porch after midnight, and I was talking to my Father, and blessed Him, for everything He has given me, including that wonderful night sky. Instantly the wind came up from nowhere. The night before I had seen a shooting star, the first I had seen since my childhood days I think.
Next, on the 2nd August a friend of nearly 30 years, and ex-colleague, surprised me with a few messages via whatsapp. He had taken offence at some random things I had sent him over the previous few months, much of it relating to the fakeness of the covid virus, but some other bits and pieces too. I had also told him in a phone call the story of the 2 sets of 666 with clients on the same day. I had never preached to him, nor told him about my experiences that year, and I had phoned him several times to see how he was doing, as his dad had died in the spring too. He never phoned me, not once during that year, other than to return my call when he was busy. Here are his messages:
The thread is mostly self-explanatory. The audio clip I sent him told him that I had asked three separate Caribbean people I know (who all live in St Lucia), two of whom are christians, what was the symbolism of dreadlocks, and not one of them knew. So I was simply curious to find out if he knew the meaning? I was genuinely surprised when he became angry and rude. Although it wasn’t the first time, on one previous occasion he had reacted badly to a warning of mine of impending trouble, in that instance it was related to financial matters, and I had suggested he buy some gold, and he got really angry, saying he didn’t want to hear doom and gloom stories of the future, wasn’t interested. So, he has form in this regard. The phone call record just shows that I had phoned him many times, and he hadn’t phoned me, other than to return my call after I had left messages. This had been par for the course for many years though, it was a dying friendship. So that was the end of this 30+ years friendship. This is to be expected when you become a faithful and obedient servant of God, even when you respect someone’s wishes not to be preached to. Just mentioning experiences in your life that are supernatural are plenty enough to hurt most people’s heads, especially those who like to have their heads buried in the sand. Most people are happy to get ALL of their views from the mainstream media and the government, and trust both sources. Stupid, why would you trust people who lie for a living, literal servants of Satan?
I will close this post on a bright note, with a really cool and sweet and lovely line from the scriptures, I may have shared it before, but it was shown to me on 2nd August 2020, and it’s in Isaiah 41:
Who raised up one from the east?
Who in righteousness called him to His feet?
Who gave the nations before him,
And made him rule over kings?
Who gave them as the dust to his sword,
As driven stubble to his bow?
3Who pursued them, and passed safely
By the way that he had not gone with his feet?
4Who has performed and done it,
Calling the generations from the beginning?
‘I, Yehovah, am the first;
And with the last I am He.’ ”
5The coastlands saw it and feared,
The ends of the earth were afraid;
They drew near and came.
6Everyone helped his neighbor,
And said to his brother,
“Be of good courage!”
7So the carpenter encourages the refiner;
He who smooths with the hammer inspired him who strikes the anvil,
Saying, “It is ready for the soldering”;
Then he fastened it with pegs,
That it might not totter.
I won’t explain who is the carpenter mentioned above, and I shouldn’t need to explain who is the refiner, but I will, from Malachi 3:
“But who can endure the day of his coming?
And who can stand when he appears?
For he is like a refiner’s fire
And like launderers’ soap.
3He will sit as a refiner and a purifier of silver;
He will purify the sons of Levi,
And [a]purge them as gold and silver,
That they may offer to the Lord
An offering in righteousness.
Yes, it’s me, and based on my experience so far with various people of faith, including some who consider themselves to be law-keepers, barely one or two of them can endure my coming. The vast majority are not interested in being refined and purified by me. So, the line in Isaiah 41, verse 7 (of course), indicates that Yahshua is helping me with my job. Because I have the Word of God, I will confess that I rarely feel the presence of the Lord, so whatever help he is giving me is no doubt currently very subtle, through the holy spirit. I suspect that on days when I am down, it is him that drags me up again, to get on with the task at hand. He knows how I feel on those days, being human, as we saw in his ministry, he expressed frustrations with his own disciples as well as the evil generation of the time he was teaching. And of course he suffered from their disbelief, even after he had carried out multiple amazing miracles. I have no doubt when my miracles are recorded by spectators around the world, as I travel and teach and preach, and those miracles are uploaded by people to social media, there will be still be billions who refuse to believe their own eyes. None of them can say they didn’t have a chance at seeing and learning the truth though, when they are judged.
That’s all for this post, and the next post begins with a miracle I witnessed and a sign too, on consecutive days. The miracle was small, but it taught me something new about the offerings I make on sabbaths and new moon days.
I give thanks to my Father in heaven for His creation, and for His love for His people, Israel. Not the piece of land, the faithful and obedient people, scattered around the world, so few at present. I give thanks for His great plan of salvation and judgement and then eternal bliss on the planet, with Him here with us for company. Eternity, forever, never-ending bliss, with our Creator God and Father. I don’t know about you, but I can’t believe my luck in being created to serve Him. Now is the time to devote yourself to Him and the Lord, trust Him with everything, He will be delighted, and will reward you greatly.