A Prophet's Woes!
A prophet's life is never more difficult than when he must face the anger of his own relatives.
Once I told my own mother, after my
father's death in 1985, that her living with another man in a
relationship begun after my parents separated was not legitimized after
my dad passed away.
"What began as adultery is not made
right after the fact of a spouse's death," I told her, trying my best
to explain our Creator's law in a genuine attempt to help her see the
right path from the false one she had chosen instead.
This was to earn my alienation from
my mother for her remaining years, when she later learned that her
"divorce" from my father had never been finalized by him.
My mom had foolishly taken his word
for it, possibly only implied and never actually stated, and had become
involved in what was really a bigamist affair for several years, as one
of my dad's final big jokes on mom that would reach beyond his grave,
to shock her back to reality.
That's when she remembered my words,
a few months later, and accused me of having known all about this --
which I had not -- as my mom continued her vendetta against her husband
until death, despite her wishes to the contrary, with me standing in as
dad's proxy to receive her abuse.
Though I had known nothing of the
sort, my prophetic words would haunt my mom the rest of her life, when
she refused to repent of her error, and compounded it by further
alienating herself from her oldest son, more and more, over the
following decade.
Finally, one year before her death,
my mother listened to slanderous accusations from several of my
brothers, falsely accusing me of actions and motives of which I was
entirely innocent, and refused to ever speak to me again.
Mom died -- eight months to the day after we last spoke to each other, by phone on January 6 -- on September 6, 1996, which
was three months after I published the account of the death of her
bigamist "husband" in March (whom she hastily "remarried" after
learning of dad's final jest at her expense), and an account of my
maternal grandmother's death in May that same year, exactly 60 days
after the bigamist's death.
I published all this in the June 7, 1996 issue #2 of The Prophetic Notebook, a newsletter that I published from April 10, 1996 (40 days prior to my grandmother's death) through February 26, 2001 with issue #13, published the same day as my unlawful trial and sentence of "guilty" for a non-crime I had not committed).
Both deaths followed a dream vision I
received the night of January 13, 1996, warning me to "prepare for a
death within five weeks' time."
Exactly five weeks later, on February
18, 1996 -- after warning my brothers and younger sister to be prepared
for a death in the family -- I published an account of this dream
vision in the March-April issue #21 of The PURE TRUTH Restored magazine, on page 11.
Then, five weeks to the day later,
after mailing that issue, on March 22, the bigamist died, and was
buried on March 25, exactly five weeks after most subscribers received
their copy of this issue in the mail.
This was also exactly 11 years and
six days after my dad's death on March 16, 1985 -- whose funeral and
burial did not take place until seven days later, on March 23, 1985
(the only funeral I have ever performed as a minister).
The bigamist adulterer died one day
prior to the 11th anniversary of my dad's funeral, and sixty days after
his funeral on March 25, 1996, my grandmother -- mom's mother -- who
died on May 20, was buried on May 24, one day short of nine weeks
following the death of the bigamist.
In the June 7, 1996 issue of The Prophetic Notebook
I wrote about all this, and my mom's near fatal illness that winter,
publishing this account exactly 13 weeks before my mom passed away, or
91 days inclusive (3 months precisely), the period of exactly one
season in the sacred calendar revealed to me 18 years prior to these
events.
I was unable to attend my mother's
funeral because of my nazarite vow, which I first took on October 16,
1985, exactly seven months after dad's death, and exactly three months
(or 93 days inclusive of both dates) prior to Herbert W. Armstrong's
death on January 16, 1986 while I was praying all night for a sign to
confirm my calling, which had begun with two dream visions, the second
of which, in 1980, concerned HWA's inevitable death.
Remarkably, despite her attempts to
distance herself from me the last year of her life, mom was tied to her
oldest son the prophet in a way unforeseen by anyone, least of all my
estranged brothers, when her death certificate was inexplicably delayed
for more than five months.
Though I had absolutely nothing to do
with these remote events -- which happened in Missouri, while I lived
in Texas -- and could not have influenced them had I tried, my mother's
certificate of death was received by the local registrar on February
14, and was finally filed on February 20, 1997, on my 46th birth
anniversary!
This date is prominently displayed at
the top of each copy -- a fact that must have rankled my estranged
brothers considerably -- but I didn't learn of this until more than a
month later, when my copy of her death certificate -- dated March 28,
1997 by the Missouri State Registrar of Vital Statistics -- finally
arrived in the mail. Click Here to View
While this may all be past history, the
recent diagnosis and hospitalization of my second oldest granddaughter
Anne Marie -- the oldest child of my second oldest child Elie -- with
leukemia on the Feast of Reva this year, September 22, 33 days
inclusive after her mother's 25th birth anniversary August 21 this
year, bears notice.
Why? Simply because all but the lead article of this issue of The PURE TRUTH Restored was written and prepared for publication in this issue weeks, and even months -- in the case of the article on America's REAL #1 Killer! disease -- before my granddaughter's diagnosis.
So, although I might once again be falsely
accused of "using" Anne Marie's illness to claim prophetic foresight
that others would like to deny at all costs, the Spirit of Creator
Yahveh prepared me in advance of these recent events, with every
intention to publish now these articles on cancer, the true #1 killer
of more Americans than even heart disease (see the article above for
proof).
Likewise, on the very day of our
granddaughter's diagnosis -- prior to learning the outcome -- I
received an email from our correspondent and good friend Bob Lim, from
Malaysia, revealing the ultimate cause and cure for cancer, as
discovered by a Chinese doctor's research some 50 years ago, whose
recommendations have cured at least two others of terminal cancers,
after they followed his advice.
Bob had no way of knowing at the time
about our granddaughter's sickness. The exact timing of his email,
along with the intended subject matter for this issue, is more than
mere coincidence can account for, but is just another day in the life
of a prophet.
A prophet speaks, hoping for the best
possible outcome -- the repentance and salvation of those they must
warn -- but must realistically accept the possibility that this might
never take place, and that the ancient prophecies will be fulfilled
against the wicked and rebellious; even if they are the prophet's
own children, or grandchildren.
Not that Anne Marie, who is just 4 3/4
years old, is guilty of any rebellious sin but, as I also stated in an
APT Update email mailed September 12 -- ten days prior to her diagnosis
of cancer, and five days before she became deathly ill enough to be
rushed to the hospital -- "Our children are protected by" our Creator's
"angels when both parents are obedient before Him...."
Our prayers, and mine in particular of
course, are with our granddaughter, whose immune system is now being
subjected to destructive attack by drugs and/or radiation, in a futile
attempt to "cure" what can never be healed by such assaults.
That's why cancer is considered "incurable."
Modern medical-minded people know their
treatments never cure cancer, and when someone is healed -- by simply
following a proper diet, stress-free lifestyle and exercise regimen --
they call this a "miracle."
The main miracle is that these supposedly
scientific-minded charlatans are incapable of seeing their errors or
acknowledging the true solutions to the modern plagues they in fact
help to create, through their own ignorance and/or arrogance.
And woe to anyone who blindly puts their
faith in the idol of modern medicine to heal or save us from the plague
of cancer!
Everyone who totally trusts their lives,
or the lives of those under their care, to such false "saviors" as
these, is doomed to suffer the fatal consequences -- unless they repent
completely and finally start to obey their merciful and forgiving
Creator.
Cancer is indeed curable, as any
other disease is, but only once you start looking to the perfect Law of
liberty, and seek salvation through obedience to the Creator, whose
wisdom and mercy is revealed thereby.
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