May 2020 (female rebellion and golf balls)

Hello again.

On with the story, and in late May 2020 I encountered someone on facebook who asked for a pastor, the person knew that churches were not teaching the truth regarding righteousness and the need to obey the laws of my Father, but this person didn’t know where to turn for help, so they had posted to a messianic group, asking for a pastor, so naturally I offered my assistance.

After a few messages on facebook messenger we switched to whatsapp, and it turned out this person was a Danish female called Cindy. She had a different name on facebook, an arabic name of sorts, and I didn’t know if it was male or female. I won’t bore you with the details of the name change, other than to say it was due to the demands of her ex-partner.

After some text chats, we had a voice call, and I began to teach Cindy a few things, starting with the law of tassels.

She wanted to make her own tassels, and so she found a youtube video with details of how to make them. Sadly, the video was by a jewish woman, who (as you might expect) added a number of extra ‘rules’ to the law as given to Moses, and Cindy started to share this extra information with me, so I told her to ignore any teaching by a woman, and to ignore any additions to the laws stated in scriptures. She took umbrage at my teaching, and argued with me. I got the very strong feeling through the Word of God in me that she was on very dangerous ground in arguing with me, and I copied her the scriptures of Miriam arguing with Moses, and we all know what happened to her. I have copied some screenshots below to give you a flavour of the conversations:

(The cute visitor I mentioned was the hedgehog, in case you were wondering).

As you can see, I knew (because the Word is flesh in me) that Cindy was incurring my Father’s anger by challenging me and arguing with me from a position of wrongness, so I warned her to be careful, but she persisted, and then the next day she was locked up in a mental institution. Sweden is not a good place to be a person of faith in my Father in heaven, and Cindy was at that time in a homeless shelter.

Her reaction the next day was interesting, as she did at least realise that she was being taught a lesson. From memory she was in the ‘hospital’ for a few days, with no physical harm, so it was just a mild punishment from my Father. She offered herself to me as a wife, and I had a dream about us. For context, I am really only interested in a virgin wife, but Cindy was the opposite of that, having literally been pimped out as a prostitute by her ex-partner, before finding faith in my Father in heaven through the messiah Yahshua, and so I was tested in that I had to have the grace to consider a wife with a whoreish previous life, and I was prepared to do that.

However, despite Cindy’s protestations of having learned a tough lesson, there were further arguments ahead, she was simply unable to accept my authority or my teaching and kept arguing, and was always in the wrong, erring on the Phariseeical side of viewing the law, adding meanings to it that weren’t there. She even thought that having cats was breaking God’s laws, as they might have walked in a cooking pot at some time! But before we parted company (by me blocking her) there was a useful example I can share of how the laws of God are excellent for maintaining the patriarchal order of male headship.

My friend Jamal in Morocco was due to have another baby, and had told me that if it was a boy he would like to call him Gary, in honour of me, something that delighted me greatly. So, I told him that if his child was a boy and was named Gary, that I would name my first son Jamal in return (as it happens he had a baby daughter last month). Cindy was telling me in a phone call that she had vowed to name her first son a certain name (I forget the name, I think it was from the scriptures), but then I told her I had promised Jamal I would name a son after him, if he had a son. Cindy said ‘but I made a vow about it’, and I replied ‘hang on, there’s something in the law about this’. And there is, and here is the law:

If a woman marries while under a vow or rash promise by which she has bound herself, 7and her husband hears of it but says nothing to her on that day, then the vows or pledges by which she has bound herself shall stand. 8But if her husband prohibits her when he hears of it, he nullifies the vow that binds her or the rash promise she has made, and Yehovah will absolve her.

So, on the day I heard about it (literally as we were speaking I checked the scriptures) I told her that I prohibited her vow, and that it was therefore nullified, and that my Father in heaven absolved her of any fault. It was good to exercise my Father’s natural authority, and to be fair to Cindy, she just accepted it (or she said she did).

A few weeks later, she was blocked by me for repeated arguing, sadly the holy spirit at that time had yet to cure her natural instincts to rebellion. I am sure she will make the kingdom however, as she sees the truth and is now involved with a messianic group I believe, and so is using all of the hebrew words for things and names, which always makes me roll my eyes, as if ‘mosiach’ is any different to ‘messiah’. I wish her well, it is good to see a woman rescued from a tough life by my Father and the Lord, as she’d had family problems and more besides, and it was nice to briefly have a spark of romance, albeit via social media. I will take a virgin or two in the Millennium reign, maybe even in the second exodus.

On 24th May 2020 I went to play nine holes of golf in the evening, as it was lovely weather. When I arrived, I was surprised by a wonderful gift from my Father just laying alongside the practice putting green. I wrote about the gift back in real time in May in this post, but here is some of the text:

The miracle was arranged for one reason only, to give me a joyful moment, simply a gift from a Father to one of his children down here on earth. It did also contain a connection to what I had been studying on that afternoon (I am writing a few days later now), but that simply added to my joy.

Let me copy in the closing paragraph from the web-link mentioned above about Kingdom of Heaven:

—after He divides the waters which were under the firmament from the waters which were above the firmament. Therefore, this word in Hebrew only manifests the biblical narrative; the word “water” (má-yim) is a part of the word “heaven” (sha-ma-yim).Perhaps it’s a good time to mention that the Hebrew alphabet has 22 letters.When searching for whole words (not combinations), can you guess how many times the “The kingdom of heaven” is mentioned in the New Testament?
Yes, you are right! 22 times!

I guess you could say the two 22s above are a coincidence, I have no problem with that. Let me show you our Father’s gift now. I went to play golf for 90 minutes, leaving home quite late and arriving just after 19.00. There was no one about as I parked near the practice putting green, just 3 or 4 cars in the car park, with those golfers (presumably) out on the course already. No one else was due to play with me. Just me there.

I got my clubs out of the car, loaded them onto the electric trolley, got my shoes on, and headed over to the practice putting green. As I approached I noticed 3 golf balls lying just alongside the green, which was very odd. They were all close together, and in my 23 years playing at the club and elsewhere, often in the evening, I have never seen anyone leave one ball lying by or on the green, let alone 3. We golfers don’t just forget balls. Then I reached the balls and had a look at them, and that’s when I laughed out loud and gave immediate thanks to our Father in heaven, as I knew instantly it was His doing. Here are a couple of photos of the balls I found:

The first thing I noticed was that one of the balls had the initials GM on it, which are my initials, Gary Morgan is my name (with no superfluous middle name). I don’t mark my golf balls with my initial, I just place two blue dots on the ball, so it wasn’t my ball. I also noticed that one of the other balls was a number 22. This is most unusual, I can’t recall ever seeing a 22 before, balls normally are numbered from 1-8 only, but I have seen a 67 before, which commemorated someone’s winning round in an Open Championship I believe. The other two ball numbers were 1 and 2, and I thought that was related to Yehovah (1) and Yahshua (2) in heaven together, but maybe they were random numbers, whereas the 22 and the GM were far from random.

You can see the other photograph of the balls shows the other words on the balls. But I just did a web-search on the brand of the balls, which are actually the brand that I use, and I am smiling as I write, as I use their top model of ball, a Pro-V1. Now, I have only just now realised the significance of that, as I write, so let me share it now. The word Pro means professional as far as the ball manufacturer is concerned, but to me now, that means pro (as in ‘for something’) V1, but that will mean nothing to you now, so I’ll explain that the letter V (‘Vav’ in Hebrew) is Yehovah God’s letter, sitting in the middle of the two letters ‘hey’. The letter vav is shaped like a 7, and looks like a tent peg, and is specifically related to the tent pegs that were used in the construction of the Tabernacle Yehovah lived in when He was in the wilderness with Israel. Vav literally means ‘hook’, and I’ll leave you to ponder the fishing connections to that noun too.

There is more detail at the post from back in May, but it was really an excellent surprise for me that evening, and just a small indication of how we are like my Father, in that we like to give surprise gifts to our loved ones too. He’s so nice, our God, apart from all His other attributes.

I will close there for this point, as that’s it for May 2020 in my notes, so we’re into June next. Can I get up to date by the end of 2020? I hope so.

Praise and thanks to my Father in heaven for trusting me through the 40 days of testing and tempting by Satan, although there were many days, most of it, when I was on my own and really suffering, and the last couple of nights, the last night especially, was absolutely horrendous, but it ended on 9th November as I had expected (it started back on 31st October), and it was a really long 40 days, with much misery and physical and mental and emotional pain, and I really am glad it’s behind me. I will provide more details when I catch up with my writing. I do know why my Father allowed it to happen, and I guess it was the same for the Lord Yahshua. He allowed it to see if we would cope with it, if we would sin, if we would fail Him. Yes, Yahshua as a human man could have failed the tests and temptations, and so could I have failed. But neither of us did fail, and Yahshua also coped with a 40 day fast at the same time, I imagine that is because he is the begotten son of Yehovah, as I am not sure ordinary humans could last that long without food. Scripture says he was very hungry at the end of it, as one would imagine. Interestingly after Yahshua’s 40 days he began his ministry, so I continue with my work online, and still feel as though I am hidden, and still feel as though I need more teaching, as I have 50% of the law left to translate and study still. But I do have that 5th April (or 4th May) 2021 date in my mind, I have a feeling something will happen then.

It has taken 4 or 5 days to regain my pre-40 days attitude and strength regarding my role, I have been feeling dread at the magnitude of the changes that are coming for my life, having always valued a quiet life. But once again I am now feeling exhilarated at what lies ahead, my fate is sealed, and it is my delight and honour to serve my creator, my Father in heaven to whom I (and all of us) owe literally everything in our lives. So, truth will be heard and seen again, all over the world. People will have to choose, truth or lies. The enemy will fool many, but I will lead many to the truth and to their salvation via Yashua’s blood and my Father. Thank you Father for giving the world one final chance before you usher in the next Millennium, when the meek inherit the earth. HalleluYah.