Diary of the King of Bemidji 2

Diary of the King of Bemidji 2

By John Fredrick Carver

Copyright 2016 John F Carver




6/7/2016 From the king of Bemidji Forenoon


I looked out my window a few nights ago and a blind man stood across the street and it was plain he could not see as he fumbled to a door that was locked and tried to open it. Then he stood helpless and lost in his blindness not knowing where to go and judging by his body language not knowing what to do either.

“Father,” I prayed, “Help that poor man,” not knowing precisely what to do for him.

Another man, a sighted man came out of the door of a bar next door and spoke to the blind man and it was clear they knew each other. Then he opened the door of the bar and assisted the blind man in his going into it.

But some time later I went out on the sidewalk and there he was again, the same blind man walking confusedly on my side of the street appearing not to know where he was or what he was to do once more. Again I prayed for him wondering if there was something the king’s King wanted me to do to help him.

I thought about going to him, but it didn’t seem to be the thing to do. So I went back inside thinking how helpless and vulnerable to evil people that might be for him as he wandered the streets at night as they might be going to or coming from a bar and possible wicked and drunk. So I called 911 and reported the incident.

In a short while I saw a police car go by my window but the blind man was not visible from my window and I marveled for I had described what the man was wearing as nearly as I could remember and there didn’t seem to be anyone else in the area. Why hadn’t they stopped to help him?

I went back down to the street below my apartment and looked down the street where I had last saw him. To my surprise there was no one on the street; no blind man anywhere. Had his friend from the bar picked him up? Had he fallen into mischief so soon? Where was he?

The cop drove around checking the alleys and the streets adjacent to where I had last seen him last and I forgot to pray that he was in good hands, worried that his friend might be drunk or one of those that would cause him mischief by even bringing him out at night in a dangerous neighborhood like that.

In the end I regained my peace after wondering whether the police might think I had made a crank call. Even at this late date, my King, I pray the man is okay and that someone had tried to ease his loneliness the only way a dead man might think of, by bringing him downtown to a bar.

Lord forgive me for being so immature as to not even pray for him after the incident was over and bless the blind man, and may your grace be upon the one that did the only pathetic thing a dead man could even think to do to such a man in hopes of helping to ease his loneliness. May it no longer be held against me. Your king has acted incorrectly. Forgive him. Amen.

Let us all close our eyes and remember the dark, formless, empty place the Creator saw here before he began to make something in it that was real. Let some one of my holy brothers and sisters or even a holy angel share with the man that God knows what it is he sees if anything and can help him see in his mind’s eye at least, true things the way he has made it.

Such a man is so blessed but let it be that his sight is restored as that he sees in his mind’s eye are real things by way of the truth our beloved Savior testifies to him is real. But may his physical deformity caused by an evil before birth, an act of evil after birth whether some disease or accident, be miraculously healed and that he be demoted from one blessed to see what the Creator saw as a place with all the potential to make what is really here to a human with eyes that see better than most human eyes that they may share the wonder that God has brought upon him and so cause him to remember that moment thereafter as the very moment the spirit he was born with was restored him making all things new.

But in the mean time may God’s Spirit be upon him. He did a wonderful thing and touched my heart very deeply. Should you know the man, or recognize his body, please make his days as special as you can for helping me feel and for helping Jesus in completing the test the king’s Lord brought upon him even though he failed and is left humbled by the experience.

Think it not odd or unusual that I was just thinking about that the earth was before God began creating it the way it was on the seventh day when he rested; very good. If we pay attention we can often see what is coming in our spirits if they are alive to God. It is not a premonition but simply God’s shadow as it passes between what is not yet and what will be.

Father, let us recognize your shadow. Let us prepare for what you are about to do. May we share the truth with everyone; angel, human, both the living and the dead, and all evil ones for therein is our calling in this world where so many are blind by imagining things to be there that are not and fumble in their dark state not knowing where to go or what to do.

Therein also is our protection as well as theirs for therein is the power of your goodness to cause the evil ones to flee from us, become bored with us for they can cause us no injury or get our attention, and go on to someone else in their sinister hope you that you might allow them to at least interact with another by gaining their attention.

But Father let them go somewhere else and cause no one to die here in Bemidji or make it worse for the blind whether physical blindness or spiritual blindness, or both. With your kindness, Father let us lead some, if only some one, to your loving arms that they may see your face, the face of grace even in the eyes of a baby awakened or closed yet in restful sleep. Help them understand what they see is not what they imagine it to be, what they reason it to be, or even what their spirit senses it to be, but real, something they can testify truthfully about with a knowing spirit enlightened by the Holy Spirit.

May the blind be healed in Bemidji and see dear Lord and be blessed even as you prepare your holy return at this dark hour in the history of humanity, both among the living humans and the dead spirits as well as the living spirit alive, sighted and full of readiness for your return that we may even see the physical world you have testified to with correct judgment like seeing a flowering crab tree as the fog lifts and its blossoms shine in the sunlight.

Let us never take anything you have made, anything that comes from you, your Holy Spirit, Jesus, and our Father and God for granted ever, and if ever again, let us not do that again after just one last time. Father help us. We want to see as clearly as were it a bright day under assure skies, as you see, as they see who are in heaven and as you see at all times that we may also see only that you see.

The other day I saw a blind man with his service dog walking toward me down the street and exchanged greetings. I know Lord that this man is a child of God for he witnessed to me about you when as a child in a vacant lot where I had prayed to hit a grand slam home run for the bases were loaded and my team was down by three runs in the bottom of the last inning.

You sent a single drop of rain to my face from a small dark gray cloud above as a sign since I had asked for that as a sign you were going to do it. Then when I came to bat the outfield moved in for I was not known as a power hitter and the infield was prepared for a bunt. But I swung in faith, hit the ball late and it was the highest and longest highest home run I ever hit well over the tall brushes in right field. But it was not important that I was the hero, that we won the game but that you had brought about a miracle in my behalf.

This blind man with his seeing eye dog had perfect vision and was on my team back then as they chose up sides for another game which started just after I told him about the miracle. He explained to me that, “Yahoo!” was an English corruption of your Name and that everyone on my team or the other was shouting that word in amazement in ignorance for he was as he called himself, a Christian.

I shall never forget Paul whom I hope sees me one day in heaven for he was later injured in an accident so I heard, still pursued his passion for art as long as possible and now is not so much blind for the fact he is a child of God causes all that to pale compared to the importance of what you did for him at a young age that he might live so much of his life in your love and life.

Father God I thank you for Paul that he can see, is not blind, but knows precisely what reality is with a clarity the rest of us cannot yet remember of our first days in Earth before you shared the miracle of light and later the clarity of vision every spirit desires whether dead or alive and alien or already a child of God. Amen!

If Paul cannot read that I have been inspired to write, to testify to herein, please someone share it with him even if all you know of him is his outward appearance in the hope I may touch the heart of one whom I know is the image of God also. I sense that Jesus is crying for he does not answer me though I asked, “Is there anything you would like to add, Lord,” and had the thought, ‘Jesus is crying.’ O that I had even the thought that I have touched the heart of God whom I love with everything I can manage to love any one with…

I hope you cannot imagine what I just imagined though I do not know it is true of the former blind man in the story which I saw from my window? He might have been angel. To be blind and dead, and to see only that he imagines even should some mere physician cure his body’s blindness…

O God may it not be so but merely something I imagined in my flesh! And then if that is the case forgive me even for that. Amen…

That poor man that brought him to a bar. How hard he tried to be good and do good. Some one to visit with, even a dead man is better than no one.

You have caused a beautiful thing to come about. Though it was not your intention if it is true you do not know God and merely reacted to my suggestion for even the dead to help by visiting the lonely whether they are dead or alive to God, I assure you God has used it for good and for beauty which if you are dead you are not really capable of doing or being.

Turn to Jesus next time, that you may not cause such confusion to the lonely, to the living and to your soul or if you have already done that reject you flesh, ask forgiveness and do better. May God’s grace also be upon you, for does he not still love you even as he has since you were a blind newborn even as I love you by sharing the truth with you and those like you.

Do not turn away from God. Draw even nearer to him and he will come closer to you and keep it up as in the end of it you will see the face of God, the face of his grace he is even now showing you and choose to live in the spirit you had as you were when you were born; alive, alive to God and to all of us, Jesus, the angels, and the children of God being no longer an alien but a member of our family. God bless you as he will if you decide to let him. Amen.



6/7/2016 From the King of Bemidji Afternoon


How sad I am. I had to deal with yet another deceased human that became one of the many humans that did so exactly like Satan and the rest of his devils and became their own distractions the Devil’s demon he never should have made just like everything else he never should have made. God help us for here in these dark times in human history there are so many of them. How long must we put up with their distraction? Speak to them Father on behalf of the living who loved some of them. Their cries reached my ears again. Help us forget them and give them no more of our attention ever again starting now. Amen.

You think you know the secrets of God. You know nothing. Anything could have been yours. Why did you believe such nonsense? When the earth was an endless darkness, void of anything that had any form, I never made it the way you believe it is. How many times will you change your minds concerning the universe and about the dimensions you want so badly to believe are there waiting for you to discover, or the minutia that you imagined were there for you discover?

You have created all this and in so doing you are proof you were once like me and very creative. If only you had applied yourselves to the truth. All these grand things you think you know, all these things you have fooled yourselves into believing, who revealed them to you? What angel brought you news of them or explained the secrets to things that will not bring you any nearer to me, things too grand for the minds of babies to grasp?

Oh that you were babies and knew nothing of the consequences of what you are doing you would not go to torment when the end is revealed with those same evil messengers that distracted you from me and my ways. The further they take you who are yet alive into their secrets the farther from me you get. But will you change and become other than what you are even if I go with you there?

Will your soul rest easy when you sleep? Will you rise to a joyous household with your loved ones around you and with more than enough and be content with that you have? No you will not, for you will always be poverty stricken, always wanting more of nothing that satisfies that desire for long, only to want even more when that is gone or even before it is gone so that you may delude yourselves that you are rich when at all times you become more needy, needing more of what has never satisfied you before because it cannot satisfy you. I never made you to be satisfied by such things.

I will leave you to your own devises and your lone desire. You want no part of me, no part of anything real, just more of nothingness. I will not put up with you forever. You will all die. Then what will you have when everything you imagined is revealed to be vanity like the earth was before I created everything real that is real for you to enjoy?

What good will it be when that you imagine to be the moon is but dust even as the earth was? What good is there in knowing the rings of that you call Saturn, a dishonorable name I detest, are huge rocks rather than dust? It will make no difference to you for you are already dead as dead as a woman in a space suit alone in an endless vacuum until she is quite mad living only for the next time she dreams or hallucinates some horrible vision.

Who will call upon your spirit to know the things that marveled you when others have taken your place and deem all the dark secrets you think you know as silly child’s play by then. No one, but me.

I will collect you and bring you before my throne and ask you questions that reveal not what you think you knew but what goodness if any is in your completely distracted, soul, distractions that you marveled in that were not important to anyone before you imagined they were there to be discovered whether large or very minute, distractions that made you happy for you did not have to think about anything real like me or even goodness and evil. Where is your joy? Nothing was more valuable than you.

You were no good. You served no purpose and when your body died you had nothing more in your minds but what had distracted you, things you have no relationship with, things no human ever had any need to ever know. You have wasted all the goodness I bestowed upon you and you were more valuable in your mother’s womb than you are now. Your soul withered and died in a vacuum void of emotion not to mention love or any of the things even a newborn displays more of than you do now and your thoughts were all a waste of time and everything you did only brought you farther and farther away from anything with any real and lasting value.

Everyone has forgotten you. There is no one left that remembers your name. You were dead so long you completely forgot about me, or anyone else but yourself. Now you will know me. You will cry out to me for even more mercy but you will not remember my name or the names of anyone you knew, or anyone that taught you any of the worthless things the evil messengers gave you to ponder. You will be mindlessly distracted with the pain of burning sulfur forever.

You love only your distractions and to be distracted. I will let it be without end and you will love me and be real, all that you ever were; nothing important enough to remember; as the rest of those I made go on to experience great and wondrous things that are real and that last forever without end and if there is an end to it I will be there also, the alpha and the omega, the beginning and the end.

I will remember you no more. They will remember you no more. Even the angels will have forgotten you. But you will be too distracted to remember your name or ever having been anything but distracted by the same excruciating pain that keeps you from thinking anything else; alive then, but in the worst of all possible ways.

But at least you will not be insane. For the first time in a very long time you will not even be evil for you will obey my last command, “Now scream forever!” And, all those there with you will be doing precisely and exactly the same thing. All of you joining together in perfect harmony in the same scream that never ends but is so far from our ears and our eyes we will not even know you ever were there, when we forget you forever without end.

However that is the future. In the here and now, right at the moment, for you have no way of telling when I will come and destroy the earth with fire and then bring you before my throne to see what you have to say for yourself, for yet a little while you may turn to me and beg me not to judge you thus in my never ending mercy.

Then ask me while there is yet a little time to give you back the true things you once knew, the real things that will last forever and I will give it to you and create your soul new by that and you will be a newborn in my kingdom again. Otherwise, “Now just scream forever,” nobody cares anymore, hasn’t for a long time now, and never will forever and ever.

How dark is your brain, how empty is your mind, can you create light, even just light in your soul anywhere on your own? I thought not.

Throw them in the lake of fire burning with sulfur. I have loved them until there was nothing left to love any longer. They are, but even I don’t care to remember it.

Who would have thought that just to be the least of everything real would be a merciful judgment for them? I confess. I was surprised by it even when I did. No one, not even me can love something that is not even there.

I loved them with all my heart and gave them every possible chance to change but they would not have any part of it and in the end they were as close to nothing as I could make them. But I will never do that again for there will be no need ever again. So I’ll just forget that and them. They were as it turned out less valuable than the dust mites they believed in. Now I remember why I made those things. Just to have something to compare them to that I might remember them and their just end. But what’s the point any longer? Forget them.



6/8/2016 From the King of Bemidji


Death has been conquered. Jesus Christ my Lord has conquered death, and hell, and evil, and every demon the evil ones could come up with for even the Devil will be free from his own demon, and every evil with it.

The martyred saints following their conquering King will win the war in heaven and there will be no place for the Devil and his devils and all their demons, they will come to the earth and rally every human in earth but a few saints, and surround them at Armageddon, but God will bring fire down from heaven and the Devil will be bound and all those with him and thrown into the lake of fire burning with sulfur and there will in fact be a New Heaven, and a New Earth following the judgment. The Holy City, the New Jerusalem will be there and its gates never close and all believers that God would do such a thing; the holy angels, the children of God and God; will forget them forever and ever. It’s a great miracle wherein the truth of what they were and even who they were or any of their useless ways is no longer forever and ever.

Their lies will vanish as any lie does when exposed to the undeniable truth in the presence of the real thing that even the scientists may examine, experience and know it for what it is without anyone having to tell you for you will be able to taste it if you desire, smell its beautiful and pleasing aromas, hear the gentle waters of the River of Life as it runs by or anything else that is soothing and pleasant to your ears and if you choose even the sounds of joyful and peaceful voices as they speak to each other in the pleasanter tones of love, or see all the perfect beauty and wonder of everything that is present, touch anything you desire and find it more pleasurable than a lover’s kiss in the afterglow, and sense no harm, no sadness, nothing that will ever trouble your spirit in the presence of the King as he sits on his throne knowing there is no end to it, feeling only joy, peace, love, and every pleasant emotion continually, and doing only that which you love to do most, please the King; without end with no thought you might perchance do anything wrong ever again.

No longer will there be anyone that hits on a member of the opposite sex in the hope of having sex with them in some stolen away place for those things will have passed with the unrestrained passions of your previous wildness and never even come to mind, surge in the body, or motivate anyone ever again. There will be no man whores there, no homosexuality, no sexual perversion of any kind for humans of the same sex, children, or animals whether in excess or to the least bit for there is no violence there and no need at all for such things not even the thought of impurity for everyone there will be pure. We will be free to love everyone without question or thought they might take it that way.

The miscarried, the aborted and all the murdered children will be ours in safety, our babies and children and siblings as they grow into full maturation like us to become wonderful, lovely, loving people. We will be unable not to lavish our love upon them, both the stranger and the parent as well as the sibling or close relative.

Every relationship will be healthy and perfect as we do what we cannot help ourselves but to do with each of us enjoying our others to an even greater height than we would have once thought possible. What a wonderful end to all that we go through down here even in some cases in the very sanctuary of our gathering together to worship.

All of our bodies will be incorruptible and perfectly beautiful without any hint of pain, or sorrow, or disease or deformity of any kind. No one is blind there. No one is crippled there. No one has a mental disorder or learning disability. No one has a phobia or evil condition there without end. Everyone will trust everyone else, and everyone that trusts will be loved, and everyone that loves will do so to the utmost and in perfection.

But if not and we need life again there is the River of Life to drink from to restore us to life and there will be no more war for the leaves of the Tree of Life will heal any differences that would have come about in any of the nations there. Even the aliens of the universe will look on in awe and beg our Lord to make them like we are; the ones that are left anyway; and he will and do so gladly in his generous love even for them that might have scared us half to death by their appearances should we have seen them before we became like him and love them as much as he will.

But here in Bemidji in the here and now there is a man with an insatiable desire to have sex with any woman he can find that will. His thoughts are those of the demon some devil has given him that drives him relentlessly to think of very little else. No relationship is not threatened by his efforts and he doesn’t care whose relationship he brings trouble, heartbreak and sadness to. And there seems to be no love in that man or in his women.

He brags about his exploits and tries to make other men who might have had some affection for such a women envious or jealous. He was trouble to my spirit for he ruined my good relationship with a married woman whose husband was my friend. After learning of their little tryst I was appalled and felt like I needed a spiritual gas mask to be in either one of their company and since I was in a relationship at the time I felt that even my relationship was in danger.

He and the woman’s husband were best friends. I was just an acquaintance he seemed to be friendly with.

Lord help me, even now that I am a new person after being created all over again I still am not sure how to love such a man nobody else does. I pity him too much to love him for pity drives out true caring. It is as if he were a dying enemy and I had two shiny new pennies to put on his eye lids. I can’t help but wonder whether I would save my money rather than waste even two cents to make his corpse even look more at peace rather than just staring lifelessly at the fires of torment.

Father if we are to love them reveal something to us that will cause us to have compassion on their dead souls. How do we help such traitors of the heart? Even the hearts of others see their error and their violation of each other and even human decency not to mention their transgressions against everyone his women or him come in contact with or that even hear about what they did?

I know they exploit each other and demean themselves in the eyes of everyone they don’t even try to hide it from but-

The perishing become angry or disrespectful to such people but they were created in your image also. We are mandated to love them. But how? Betrayers, especially betrayers of intimacy are difficult for me Lord. These Judases betray anyone in the blink of an eye for a purely animal pleasure that if they had a conscience at all they could never enjoy.

My heart bleeds for him and for the many women that have joined him but it is difficult not become cynical even knowing that such a demon in human flesh walks about free among us all in the name of liberation and doing it because he can, like the infamous ex-President Clinton and it is, at his age, just what he does now and always has done.

He seems to like me though. He seeks me out when I am in the way and goes out of his way to be friendly with me, but I do not condone what he does anymore than what those who throw their brains away on meaningless grand knowledge that is only a distraction as would be anything unreal like a reader of sexy romance novels and will become less than nothing spiritual in their end.

Forgive me Lord. I have never witnessed a word about you in his presence. Forgive me and help me do better. Amen. Thank you Jesus for becoming sin for me and suffering for my sins. If I will fail to love him again even as I do now, please send some living brother to witness to him for I fear for a holy sister to come anywhere near such a snake in Earth. When people behave as the demon they think of as their own self now though it was nothing but a malignancy of a devil’s imagination borrowed to them to destroy them for their thoughts are identical, how are we the living to deal with it?

We have to love them by your mandate. We are not allowed to kill their bodies, or destroy them in any fashion but love them and help them though we find everything about their demonic behavior atrocious and offensive to us in every way. If he has not become the demon of his distraction already help him and be gracious unto him. He is well known for what he does. He just seems to take pleasure in what he does to the point he doesn’t care how despicable he is in the eyes of all who know of him even you.

How long O Lord before I see him again and have to deal with him again? I dread the time as I much as I once dreaded going to court before I was made new and all things became new. I have to turn him over to you at present anyway. May you find a way to help him at least hear the good news one more time, for I pity anyone going where he is going with nothing in me that might help him.

It is like standing by a wounded man who had been robbed and beaten on the roadside and unfortunately in his case I do not seem to be much of a Samaritan and it brings me sorrow to think how many times I have failed you after what I have caused you to go through on my behalf. The hateful spirit I had become was as bad or worse and yet you bandaged my wounds, took me to an inn and even helped me deal with my demons and healed my mind, my body and spirit as well as my heart.

This is still there.

I beg of you Jesus help me hate his sin but love him and his woman, the sinners to their pathetic end if necessary. O God that I was already like the one I shall meet face to face at the time this body is rendered completely inactive forever and lies rotting in a grave or turns to ashes in some crematorium. How I desire to to be perfect like you. It is like a craving I cannot control and a longing that seems to be taking so very long to reach fruition. I humbly ask you to change whatever needs to be changed in me, in those like me to help anyone you bring from the other way down the path.

All that is required of us is to say words to the affect of, “Turn around. Heaven is in the opposite direction.” But sometimes the simplest commands like, “Don’t eat the fruit of that tree or it will kill you,” or even, “Now just scream forever,” are the hardest to obey. Thank you for the reminder that I am still a person with preferences and therefore in Earth prejudices. I humbly come to you and ask you to do whatever is necessary to change me, to heal me of memories that cause this to be so, to help me be far better at being a saint than I ever was as at being a dead man. Amen.

Prepare me in Earth to be that I will be in heaven especially the New Earth that I too may come and go through the open gates of the Holy City where nothing and no one will enter that is abominable in any way at my leisure. And remove this dread at even seeing that man or that woman. Amen.

Note: This morning the woman I spoke of joined me on a bench downtown before I started the rewrite of this entry from last night. She was nice enough to remember me and we talked a while. We are not close and haven’t been for a long time now. But may the Lord forgive her. She is still with her husband. I don’t think he ever knew what she did with the womanizer. But how many times has she done it?

God’s shadow was there again last evening. He knew this was coming and he prepared me for it. He is yet between what is and what is to come as always.

My dad was a womanizer and I suppose I was too in my younger years. The American culture is so-? So repulsive to me now in so many ways as it was most of my time being dead but now it is different somehow. One can forgive people, but how does one forgive an entire culture that died. God bless America and make all of her aliens who have defamed her name a little like you any way you can. And forgive the woman and the womanizer. To me they are still one in infamy and once my friend she is not what she was; all that time being dead, a walking corpse of a spirit even as he is. Amen.

Oh for the outrage, fear and anger it causes even the dead and the sadness and heartbreak among the living. She knows that I know and that she wounded me and they cause pain in the emotions of the dead and suffering in the souls of the living, even some people they never knew that even heard about it. What must it have done to them?

Hold me in your arms today Father. I am still but a babe.


6/9/2016 From the king of Bemidji


There is an alien that follows his intellect to fathom the wonders of heaven and earth and ignores the truth of God, the snake! He is not realizing that it is true that even in alien planets the surface is flat to them the same as the surface of earth is flat to you. The rest is an illusion. His brain is in error. He pursues truths that only his brain interprets that way, things I never intended his brain to ponder, things too grand for an angel let alone a man to really know. He trusts his intellect and his brain has become his idol leading him to places that do not exist in the way he has reasoned they do or that his calculus has proven for him when all it was, is a sophisticated language the Devil invented to fool them.

When they went into the macro-environment of space they might have seen me had they taken me with them. When they went down into the micro-environment had they taken me with them they might have seen me also, again only had they taken me with them. But all they needed to do was ask me to show them such things.

Has not your king Bemidji stood on the surface of Venus and Mars with me and approached distant planets they have not yet fathomed, but he is no great learned scientist. He just asked and I took him there. He saw them on TV years later. Has your king went to the wee places and seen things that cannot be imagined for they are real like the width, height, and length the weest shadow casts on the perfect surface of the gold floor beneath my throne. He asked and I took him there. Does he not know for I have shared it with him that even there is a place large enough for me to create another earth within the cube of a shadow’s essence.

How can a scientist measure the height, width and length of my spirit or the essence of the Holy Spirit? If you can think of it, imagine it, believe it is there, I can show it to you. Ask me but don’t just examine what is there for you to discover wherever your unbelief in me leads you while chasing the inspiration of aliens like the Devil. There is nothing there that can save your planet or heal your diseases without consequences or the nightmares the Devil gives you that they once called demons. Nothing that is real is any more real than the earth and the men and women I created on the sixth day and all that I created before that. It is forever very very good.

The imagination of the Devil is nearly unlimited. He has one third of the angels that believe him and their intellects to draw upon. Do you think you will ever finish with the lies he will give you to tell? There is nothing real I did not make and all of it is good. There is no truth that does not testify of me.

But there is only one Spirit I may be found in, the Holy Spirit. Yet you wanted to follow your intellect. Was I not there before you pursued it and am I not there after you arrived at your conclusions? Am I not the first and the last, the Alpha and the Omega who is allowing you to chase the lies of the Devil that say I was not there, that I am not there when he takes you to a real place whether back in time, in the wee places of the present, and in places that will be in the future? I was there before, I am there yet and I will be there even after you give up chasing his lies as if they were a grand adventure that will cure whatever I have placed upon you because you believe his lies.

Any good you may do has come from me, any evil from him. Is it any different for you than it was for Adam? Are you any more or less gullible than Eve? Nothing changes anything. Only I can take you to what has not changed where Eden is in my memory, where the primal nothingness is that I alone could change and did change for good. Do you know how to make a planet out of nothingness? Yet you believe the Liar as to how this one was made by what appears to have been the cause which you cannot prove but must believe for he does not know either for he was never there. He doesn’t have the faith.

Why do you persist in learning his lies? Why not turn to me and I will give you everlasting life and real things you may truthfully testify to in my Spirit? I created you in our image. But you create nothing and believe lies. Are you not worthless junk the way you are working out?

If you created a supercomputer that produced nothing that was true, led you to no real conclusions but was corrupted by false input, how long would you put up with it before you junked it? Do you not then temp me to junk you? Your spirit is a giant trash heap? Be very careful you do not tempt me beyond my patience with you.

You have sent a single electron into heaven. Is that all the light you have in you? But you did it in ignorance. Are you awake to me yet? Some of you are talking of new dimensions. Will I go wherever you think that is also? How many more distractions will you pursue following your intellect with no heart and only a blind willingness to go wherever whenever he inspires you to go there by yet one next lie? You would think with the great intellects I gave some of you that you would have created a sister planet on the other side of the sun in this length of time with robots that have far greater intellects than you you can imagine, but you have been retarded in your efforts by his constant distractions.

I made you to care for Creation and to continue my work and tend to all I made and that you have created; the making of first one perfect thing then another; then uncountable others. You have created not one single perfect thing. But you are still discovering Mayflies on the gas station’s windows and you are delighted. Why don’t you do something, even one thing that matters?

I am amazed at what you have done. But is God? Was there any lasting glory for him in any of it? When you do not begin with knowing God how might you learn to think, say, do or feel in his persona not to mention his Spirit? I am happy with what you have done but you give the evil ones in far away places the idea you do not even know God by doing such things as they have long since been led by the Devil to do.

How much trouble is he getting you into or how much tribulation awaits you? I will go with you unless God spares me from knowing of your wars even with them here and among the stars. But what of the dangers from even others you call aliens with dangers you cannot conceive of that have never shown any ability to love him though he made them also just as he made the earth and you?

When you at last need him, and you will, will you call upon him yourselves or expect us to call upon him for you? What will you do when the fruit of your Godlessness is ripened and falls or rises to the surface of your place in earth? Unless everything I know is wrong it will be noisome and noxious to your system for it is the fruit of him who brought you to this place.

Be very careful whom you annoy here, and with whom you are obnoxious therefore. You are the strangers in this place, not them. Will you also destroy them and their cultures as you did those you thought savages when you spread all over the earth in God’s Name led by your lust for power and your greed inspired by the Devil which they all well know?

You are as naked people running around wild in the dusty plains trying to hide your unseemly parts for everyone with little more than your technology to see. Need I be a prophet to tell you that? You didn’t know what was out there. Now you will, but will you be able to decipher what is lies and what is the truth you know nothing of for you have closed your eyes to it and plugged your ears that you might not hear it; not even one last time, a time you have long since tried in vain to forget? Were I not a Christian I would wish you good luck.

But what you think is a new beginning and a new era you are leading humanity into, is it a good beginning, or will evil people be welcomed inside a great pavilion where two out of three there will have pity on you and not bother you but what about the rest? How may the evil care for you if they do not know God or care for him? What difference are you to them? They know what you are already and who has led you to them; the Devil.

You are as a nine year old runaway in a large city wearing every sign that says that you are a wicked little bitch already. Are you thinking even as you read this I am crazy and you are safe? Where is your Father? Where is your Brother that he might save you from yourself even yet? You are an independent spirit you boast but really the truth is that you have just never once shown good judgment. Do you think it would do God any good to warn you to be careful that you don’t wind up a sex slave in a child pornography ring or just another lost soul sold into white slavery?

I will, and I have anyway.

God tried to save you, but you would have no part of him and fled back into a blazing inferno, an act of your own freewill, though he had called you out of it. Again if I were not a Christian I would say, “Good luck with that.” But as a Christian I stand by in the safety of his loving arms and weep for the loss of your soul.

It was such a pity you older ones that have long since been taken to new homes in heaven to be with our Father, our Savior Brother, in the Spirit our family has always obeyed and when you did not you were forgiven were you not though you didn’t realize it yet? Help us here who yet must stand by the inferno helplessly weeping for the loss of their souls with your prayers and supplications for our souls are heavy unto dying for them; pray unto the God of all to keep us alive or make martyrs of us too. Amen.



6/10/2016 From your king Bemidji Morning


Satan has begun to raise up an army against you though they think their enemy is the children of God. You said you were a city on a hill and very well fortified. But they break through your defenses on every side. No one but God can stop them.

But you will not cry out to them. You are of an independent spirit you think when you have done a great evil and are like a newly lain egg in the hen house and the farmer desires your young. Do you imagine they will wait until you have hatched, or take it and feed it to their bed and breakfast guests?

It is just a foretaste that tickles your nose now and makes your eyes water now. Wait until God fills your extra large plastic cup with his wrath and forces you to drink every last drop. You have no walls. Your soldiers sleep on watch. The enemy slips by and strikes fear and outrage in you hearts. But Satan has been allowed to do what he is doing though he is conceited and thinks he does it on his own. Yet he is powerless should God desire to stop him.

Therefore this is that you should do: Lift up your voices and cry out to Jesus whom you have forgotten, to the Father you swear does not exist, or does not care to get involved in your troubles. You are right. Jesus has forgotten you. He has put distance between you and what they did to him on Calvary and comes with great anger. The Father does not exist for you. He has turned his eyes to something more important than a culture of corpses. To you it is as he never was, is not now, and never will be. You are right in that. For you there is no God. And the Spirit does not care about you any longer. He has turned himself to enlightening those few that will yet respond when he enlightens them. You are no concern of his. You are right for God exists but he doesn’t care what happens to you. He will soon no longer be listened to for it matters not to him what happens to the evil, wicked, unbelievers that will stay that way anymore than the price of a transistor radio in a supercomputer shop. He will leave the likes of you behind at let you wait at the counter while he waits on someone looking at the supercomputers.

But the enemy without, those from other planets have been involved since the beginning of the woman God made. They are huge and scary like reptilians, small in stature but skilled pilots that have lost only one ship. But they are only the beginning.

Where there is a corpse in the dessert the vultures will gather to steal even the tendons and chip away at the cartilage and peck at the marrow. Then the hyenas and wild dogs will come next to crush the bones to get at the marrow before the dung beetles even devour the dung, and the other bugs even carry away the blood that coagulated in the Savannah’s sands. Then will come the heat and the cold, the winter and summer, the dry season under the baking sun, and the rainy season will wash away what is left and dissolve away all the calcium, and in the end you will be as the dust God made Adam from, for you are but dust to him and like robots with computers that continually give only wrong answers and incorrect responses to the keypad. Oh, that you really had been but junk, some of it might have been recycled.

Do I prophesy?

I know God. Your ancestors once screamed praises when he was glorious when he had done something in the midst of them that only God could do. There is nothing you can do now but raise up your voices to the God you have forgotten, to the God who has turned away from you, and to the God who is no longer concerned whether you even exist. Perhaps one of them will remember you, or glance your way, or hear such a marvelous thing for it certainly would be unusual and a rarity.

Beg God to be gracious unto you for they give grace to the undeserving. You could, but you won’t. They have already seen that the Devil has begun to destroy your planet with you in it. He has taken God out the way of the vast majority as if he had been your god the entire way but he tricks you into believing it is God who is doing it and not him.

Jesus wept over Jerusalem. Can you imagine how he bawled over the end of the entire earth? Dear brothers and sisters, don’t just pray for them, weep for your time is coming soon but their time has come at last. Soon we won’t know whom to pray for. Their spirits are dead. They will become altogether wicked even as they are already and their restart buttons won’t work any longer. If they did they would merely wake up and give erroneous readouts and display unrecognizable random patterns again. They have changed.

Watch. For it looks to me like hell is coming to earth. Death and destruction are everywhere among us, and God is doing nothing about it, the Spirit is not wasting his time to enlighten them as to that they are doing. Jesus is their only hope, but will even you believe it is he when he rides into Jerusalem to take the reins of ruling the entire earth. Will even we think him to be the Devil even as the bastardized Jews did when he came here last time? Will there be any faithful left?

We will never live to see it for if we did we would never live through it. Pray the rapture is real, pray those who have prophesied it have their prophesies honored and were not false prophets. Yet pray not, “Our Father…” but “Be ready for the end is at hand!” and pray it doesn’t come in the winter.

Is there yet time? Or not…

The shadow of God’s hand is between us and his light, but the thunder in heaven has told me these things are on top of it. Lift up your hand. Shade your eyes from its brightness, the brightness of a solar eclipse, do not look at it or you will go blind. How long until you must look down and know that the light of God is on its way and no hand can shield the eyes of your spirit from it. Is it not already upon us? Haven’t we heard the thunder of the great far away star they say created the universe? They heard it. But they could not understand what it said, or what it meant. It was a voice from heaven prophesying this very end they think is a new and glorious beginning.

But those in the past followed your missionaries. These people Lord are led by the Devil who seeks only to kill them and destroy the earth with them in it. Take me home if I see it correctly. Let us watch it happen from above though there is no need. Not one of your prophets from Adam to John declared a single thing that did not come true in its end. It is not an analogy or parallel of what is in the end. You can see it is true by the Holy Spirit.

Glorious God prepare your Son in his coming, set up his kingdom beforehand that he may takeover immediately upon his arrival in all parts of the earth. Let us mourn for they are dead, not just a few Father, but all of them that were with Satan like those in the end at Armageddon. It is time in my heart already, my brain and therefore my mind believe it is soon upon us, and if in any way I can assist in its coming let it be, LORD; let it be. Amen.

Oh, my holy brothers and sisters pray for me, my heart is heavy my soul is next to death, for I have seen it: The beginning and the end, Jesus Christ’s face and the face of the LORD, and have felt the Holy Spirit as he surrounded me. Pray for the saints, that none of them perish. But pray for yourselves that you might endure, that the rapture is true, for judging from what I saw, not one of us can survive it, only the saints from the tribulation will be here to take over the fight and they will all be martyred to go to war behind our glorious Lamb in heaven to send the Devil to the very earth he is even now at this very moment destroying. Thank you. For I know that you will pray for me. Amen.



6/10/2016 From the king of Bemidji Afternoon


The kings wife must be dead. She was committed to no one and she was unfaithful from before the beginning of their relationship. She was a potato vine that grows perfect to the eye but she was all vine. There was not one potato in the ground beneath her. They never met as God had planned though they were both lonesome for each other. She was a whorish woman committed only to being not committed, like a cheap prostitute giving away samples to build up business.

She gave away all of her favors to man whores, drunks and drug addicts even as he did to whores, drunks and drug addicts when he was dead who were of the same mind and spirit she was and they did unspeakable sins together her and her bed partners; so many times and so many partners she lost count. She became bored with sex and is to this day.

If he saw her today he wouldn’t know her. If her nakedness was seen by him he would not be attracted. The day their homeland died in a war in a far away place that made no difference to anyone she died; her mind insane, her heart hardened by unbelief, and her days shortened by providence.

But he lives on, lonely and lonesome for the dead body of the one fit for him. He never married. He never had a child. He will walk into every room alone for the rest of his days in Earth like so many that found no one fit for them and cursed God that he gave them no mate, no soulmate that they might share their burdens.

But their culture never changed. It died in a protest. It overdosed on the Devil’s little pills or a sniff up the nose or shot in the arm. All their children were aborted before they could even come together and the illegitimate ones she might have bore were all murdered by what the Devil called birth control.

Who will speak of the king’s descendants? Who will bounce his little ones on his knee? Who will wipe away their tears and fix or replace their broken toys? Even God will not for they were not that he might live honestly even in his death and that she would die never even meeting him, her brain baked by drugs, her fertility less desirable than that born of the coupling of a man and a heifer.

Their homeland died in disobedience they called a sexual revolution and most of the earth joined it. Are they not all yet dead, LORD? It was your judgment. The penalty is the same it has always been. The soul that sins shall die. Let me scream loudly O LORD, loud enough to wake the dead therefore.

Who was the murderer? How did he cover his tracks at the scene? He laughs for he thinks he got by with it. Forgive me O LORD God I know not how to forgive him. I have a bitter hatred for him in my heart. May everything I do whether I resist you or gladly do it for you as you actually do it through me, be used against him. May every hateful prophecy my pen writes, every letter that appears on the screen of my laptop be true concerning his fate. He deserves so much worse. Almighty God help me accept that you were merciful to him, even as you were merciful to her, and gracious LORD even treat me with the greater portion of your mercies that I do not draw the short straw, that I am not next to be punished by you ever again. Keep me O God among the living forever and ever for even their babies are stillborn and are laid down in the dung of their murderer or burnt in the trash pile never knowing a place in the Earth.

They have no restraint. They are all completely dedicated to excess like I was before you changed the poor dead man into a rich king with no known property and renting from a landlord that might not ever have seen the apartment he lives in though his landlord claims to have been created all over again with his original spirit, selling liquor to the dead that they might numb their brains and enjoy their misery only to forget that is what they did by morning be utterly miserable and so come to the false conclusion they had forgotten it the night before, that all was well with them the night before as they bear their iniquities, their diseases, and rise and wipe their mouths after that meanness in dark places and say, “I have done no wrong.”

Oh, dear LORD, if only that were true, if only them were the words of the innocent, but they know better. If they were truly honest they would shake their fist at you while they spoke such words. Did they not deserve to die in the place where the feces, urine, the filthy rags of the women who bleed each month as they have since Eve, and the dead animals they found in their pantries, the cockroaches they found in their little ones mouths all lie in the gate where all the impurities of their humanness was placed to later be dumped miles away from the city in one huge dung heap outside the city.

O LORD the filthy animals their bodies have become. They must bathe them continuously. Their filth and the filth of others cling to them even when they are alone in their miseries they ignore as best they can until they are only miserable once again. Take the sight of them from my eyes. Please LORD take my spirit out of this dump they have created where even trash is a superior treasure and useless wrappers a pretty thing to hang on to. How shall I wait for the end of my days in this slum they have made of my homeland and of the Earth that was so perfect and so incredibly beautiful? Remember them no more.

But choose those who will yet respond to the Spirit’s call, to the Prophets’ warnings. They are in the dung up to their noses and spit out the offal but if only a hand or a foot is yet visible take it LORD and set them in the river of blood and wash the filth from their spirit and set them upon a rock on the riverbank to dry off in your mercy. My spirit would surely die if even the last one was left behind only to be beheaded.

Thank you gracious LORD for your mercy for not one you ever intended to save was lost in the end and I know it, look at the miseries you have brought me out of, miseries I would have died to get out of or killed someone to be better than I thought even you were.

Keep me from hell O LORD though I am deserving. Keep me from Torment though my incorruptible, perpetual, body deserves it for I was among the living though barely born. Jesus of Nazareth the sins you bore for me! How bittersweet to my heart for it in its immaturity still longs to be punished for the sins of the Earth even as was my God, my Savior, my holy Brother, my LORD, my King and the foremost of any Friend I may ever have though I live on without any end to it.

My God how I love you. Father-? Forgive me but I do so love them also. May someone of them read these words and put their hand up so that at least their fingers are above the dung heap and take their filthy hands and pull them out, O LORD I pray. One more LORD? Just one more, please loving Father! May it be one even in Bemidji my King, the king’s Lord. Amen.

Look Father! Look at what they put in the stead of their dead spirit’s misery. They sleep long hours and then after a short time sleep again even longer hours until at last their brain is so rested even it tells them their spirits are deceased, that there is no difference between them and a corpse.

But their sleep is not sleep but a nightmare they find better than being awake in the nightmare of their existence as they allow their dead spirit to wait for the death of their bodies that it might end knowing in their soul, that is just the beginning after they have become all they have ever been, complete at last but at last only that which brings them misery and more miseries without end until the final distraction wherein they are in real agony and it feels so good not to ever have to think about what they were, made new in everlasting agony where even the devils are relieved not to have to realize the consequences they deserve, consequences no human brain can comprehend or understand among the secrets in your minds in the truth that was before you created even them who cannot even begin to sense how you ever did it that were there to see it come about.

Where their bodies are awake and their minds see what they have created to be their environment they become ugly and mean, angry at themselves which they were to begin with but that anger is turned outward toward their caregivers, roommates, family or friends who care for their creature’s needs while they are sleeping, a nobler thing they feel in their hearts they should be grateful for. But they are not grateful for it but guilty their caregivers are less miserable than they are and they have once again added to the combined misery of both themselves and their caregivers locked in a larger room than they were in that is their environment with your light a naked light bulb shining at a height they cannot reach it once again as convicted they return to their creation to sleep again and again and then once again.

They finally turn to Satan and his scientists for help and they give them medication that allows them to sleep less and numbs the pain of their misery. They enjoy their jailer’s pity and do anything he says, say anything he wants, and believe any thing he wants them to believe in order to create a new environment they find more pleasing than your naked light shining on their dead soul and they curse you by believing the Devil’s lie that he is you and you are him as they pretend it is not so that all they had to do was accept your wonderful gift of the rebirth of their original spirit that they might start over again with the truth of that they were even in the womb before their mothers dumped them out into the world.

The truth is so harsh to the dead. They do not know what to do with it. They know that if they kill themselves it is the same in hell where they await in misery the final merciful end.

They can cut themselves to distract themselves from the pain in their spirit. They can even maim or mutilate themselves if cutting doesn’t last long enough to suit them.

They hate themselves for having never thought of an answer in their stupidity. They curse themselves and call themselves stupid and fat and ugly and worthless, anything that allows them to escape the truth they are evil and dead with no way out of the mess they have created of the precious potential you give everyone at birth and then some even at rebirth freely.

All they have to do here in Bemidji just like every place on earth is admit it is true and cry out to you to just let their spirit end to be no more as had they never been anything you might ever remember. It makes no sense to them because they are dead. But it is not an end but a beginning place, the truth they cannot help but know; they are dead and they will not be remembered should even their spirit die.

The LORD will help them though. He knows they have spoken truly and he is full of mercy and loves the truth above everything else but the reality he has created for them that they might live forever and ever in perfect love, his love which will be in them, with them and upon them as they love not only him, not only others but even themselves for they can see nothing in themselves but his Spirit, his Truth and his never ending Power.

Cutters, you understand torment is better than the perpetual misery caused by a guilty conscience for allowing yourselves to have taken up the ways of our common enemy and created a place in hell on earth for yourselves following the ways of what he does which has nothing to do with creation but is damnation, destruction and murder which requires some meaningful distraction from your all consuming misery.

The devilish scientists in this case psychologists feed them more of the devil’s lies, and little pills but the lies are the lies he tells even himself in order to escape his own misery, and they rebuild a house of cards with no truth for a foundation, no self-worth for walls and no love in the house when completed. Then look LORD what they have done! They are not even real. Just what they would love to be. All of them imagining they have actually done something besides imagine they are really that they are becoming, an image they would most love to be like some famous movie star from World War I among kids who have never heard of it or them.

They are happy until they remember the truth and their houses fall around them in a heap. And they have to rebuild on other lies knowing your truth has not changed and that the lies have not changed them and they see that naked light bulb in the high place of their truer creation again.

Satan will not save them. He will only help them distract themselves from the realness, the truthfulness of the consequences, the Spirit they refused surrounding them and unwilling to be unfaithful to them.

So the Devil inspires them to think they are an animal for animals are easier to destroy and kill. They begin rebelling against the truth of their death even their dead spirit knows of itself which is all they know. Their body will die and then comes the truth of their spirit waiting, waiting, always waiting for the mercy of torment to take away their guilt forever and ever even against their will if it must be that when they get there.

So they burst out. They are exciting and fun and the world loves them even as it does their god. They are free and king of the animals as the scientists say, anthropologists mostly who have been taken in by the Liar who have told so many and been believed by so many. They behave as children out of control. They do any rude and any coarse thing they want. They are in their minds an animal after all and it seems so true to them. And they cannot get enough of it.

It is so much fun and they pursue it at a fevered pace for their spirit knows it is a lie. They have seen, been shown, and had no choice but to know the truth of the real them. So they remember the naked light bulb again. So they cannot keep it up forever. They get in trouble with the law. God gives them a disease. The love they sense from those that loved them turns to laughter. They are laughing at them not with them and it wounds their spirit. And the misery returns. They pay the consequences of having added even more guilt to their creation.

The Devil shames them then and says things like, “Look what you’ve done!” Then he inspires them to think, ‘Why didn’t God stop you before you made such a fool of yourself and did these horrible things your conscience cannot handle? You can’t even believe you did it. It must have been God made you do it or he at least allowed you to do it. You are as bad as they say I am. But I’m not so bad. I’m on your side. I got you out of the dumps, didn’t I? What am I supposed to do I’m not God you know?” when actually God was the one that put a stop to it and only permitted it at all because you are free to do what you will up to a point you make it so bad that he knows that if the Devil continues you won’t reach your appointed time and God would have been a liar for God has said to all who died before that their days in Earth are numbered to remind them that no matter what they do it is not forever until it is over.

Then again you know you are dead, that the Devil has lied to you. You know that God hates what you are doing to others, to yourself, to the Devil, but that he is yet God. And he’s supposed to love you, damn it! Damn him! Damn everybody! And your anger returns and you know you alone must handle it or you will go back into the dumps all the way this time.

But the Devil tells you, “Don’t do that!” and you don’t, but he told you that only because he doesn’t want you knowing any truth whatsoever. He wants you to believe everything is relative or in other words not real. You know better for it makes no sense. You are real even if no one else is. Not everything is relative. There are things that are real. Everything else may be unreal or relative to that but it is not all merely relative. You know in your spirit even as the woman did that you’ve been had again by what you thought.

It is easy enough then to believe you have a thought disorder. So you start to straighten out your thinking. But you cannot reason it. It’s like you are bucking reality when you think. Your mind doesn’t want to find out what is real, because in your spirit you know the truth of the naked light bulb and your heart feels that conviction again. But you persist. But it becomes boring running up against the same resistance all the time.

So you begin to imagine. You begin to fantasize, think fanciful things and even wonder about the chimerical. There is so much fiction around even in nonfiction you know it is not all true. You are safe here. You begin to think, ‘What if…” and it soothes your soul. And you spend your days listening to music or reading books, TV or YouTube videos, the sexier the better. You spend your days in fiction and even your dreams sometimes accompany your fiction. You think you are becoming one of them, those you think are normal, but they are also dead which is not normal and you conceive of the idea that no one is normal and that it’s a crazy mixed up world.

But your memories of sleeping and waking and hurting and feeling guilty and being dead return all the way from God originally and it’s hard to even just entertain yourself because fiction doesn’t work either because it’s boring and you’ve vegged out all you can stand. You know you are not really connecting with anyone. If you marry you realize you never did really love your spouse. If you don’t you are even more acutely aware no one really loves you. And you are lonesome but you don’t know why. Who are you lonesome for? Somebody to love? Someone who loves you? But there is no love in the world, or if there is you have never seen anyone that does that for real or even dares to try though so many pretend to. Then you see couples together and they are in love or believe they are in love and your lonesomeness grows and it hurts deep in your soul. And you are lonely more and more now too.

But you hate to talk to people. You really hate talking or sharing about how lonely you are. But all the dead are lonely and lonesome for someone to love. But you realize you have never been loved. Your parents took care of your needs and did the best they could but it wasn’t really love, not like your spirit needs. Animals have that same love as human parents have for their young, some of them anyway. And you realize the difference between you and the animals and you realize that was what went wrong when you rebelled against controlling yourself. You are not an animal.

You are a dead soul. And it hurts so badly you can’t stand it. It is the worst misery you have ever come across. And if no one tells you about God or your king you will be that miserable the rest of your days in Earth and then in hell where you will wait for the ultimate release of torment.

Your king says to you now that God knows you are dead and that your soulmate is dead. The one fit for you is someone you never met that they might have loved you because your choices built a prison of misery for yourself like everyone you may have known in your entire time so far in Earth has done.

But God loves you. If you are reading what the king wrote today and find any of it true, and real and good for your soul even if it hurts, he has been reaching out to you through the king of Bemidji who wants his subjects to all be real, true and loving like God, like him, and the living brothers and sisters, fathers, mothers, grandparents and older relatives and the little ones he knows.

It breaks God’s heart to see you suffering so, just as it has broken your heart to realize it is true and real; just as it does mine. There are days I can barely stand knowing how many of you are out there and how many will never respond to the Spirit within me, to the one who testifies of everything real in perfect judgment and absolute truth, and the one who is really me in this horrible world that is left from all the incredible evil that goes on here, even in Bemidji but also in the entire planet nearly completely filled with dead spirits just like yours.

Tell him now or as soon as it seems right to you that you do not love him but that you accept his love. That you are willing to do anything he says to live and love again when and if you reach that point. Admit you are dead and you don’t want to be anything you have become any longer. Then ask him to give you back the old you, the one you were before you were ever miserable, or lonesome, or lonely or guilty.

You do realize that who you are now, right at that time, you will not be you any longer? You are dead. You have to realize that. And who you are has to cease to be if you are to live. You cannot take that miserable, lonesome, and lonely spirit to heaven. It wouldn’t be heaven and it would be so much more of misery, lonesomeness, and loneliness there that it would be hell and heaven and hell are two totally incompatible places in the spirit, in the truth and in the reality the truth testifies to. You won’t be there if you don’t accept his offer to leave the dead spirit you became behind where it no longer exists like all the lies didn’t really change anything that got you there. And accept that you are then alive from that moment on.

All those lies you believed have to go also. They would ruin heaven for you too. You are alive now no matter what you do, even if you mess up and one of the old lies you still believed cause you misery as God has decreed they will, every single one of them, or you do something new when tricked by the Devil and that causes you or anyone else misery even some dead spirit, remember this: Jesus Christ came here the same way you did except the Holy Spirit was with him from the moment he left heaven to come here, the moment his mother Mary conceived him by a miracle of the Holy Spirit. God can do anything, even that. He lived, he was killed for crimes he never committed because he is the only one ever born here that never did anything wrong ever and he took all of the wrongs everyone ever did in the entire length of time the earth will be here and was here just as it is now and he went to hell to await torment for it.

But less than 72 hours later he rose from the dead having become everything that ever made anyone even you lonely, lonesome or miserable or guilty upon himself and he did it for you too. And that is the most loving thing anyone; God, an angel or a human ever did for anyone. So no place in hell was found for him and he rose from the dead, even his body came back to life and he visited with his friends in Earth before he went back to heaven to his rightful place as God, sitting next to his Father, God on his throne, in the Holy Spirit, God; all three of them one God.

Now know you will be like him when you are completely freed of all those things you ever believed that conflict with what that reality is, what is true so that you can believe it and live without misery forever. But if you don’t finish before your body dies in Earth, that’s okay. You will be like him, a god too in the family of God when you see him face to face.

Everyone given back their original spirit are still who they originally were. They just have a battered body, a misused heart, and they do things they have to learn not to do ever again and there is always a last time they do it no matter how many times they do that or how often.

They can’t do it in heaven and you won’t even remember it there that you might do it again for you will know the Devil for who and what he is and he cannot trick you ever even one last time when at last you are made a god like God, with a renewed mind, a new incorruptible brain that won’t even think the things that were wrong like the old one did, a new heart that will never feel any impure or lusty thing again like the old one did, and you will of course love God, yourself and everybody there just like you loved the dead here after you were made new but unlike here they will all love you the same as you love them.

Now that is heaven and where you are bound when God finishes with you here for some of what you will yet do cannot be done there, and some of what you will think cannot be changed there even as it was with everyone that just went through what you went through. But when it is time you will no longer be a human animal which you never were anyway, and you will no longer be totally non-responsive to God or a dead spirit ever again and each moment whether awake or asleep you will be becoming more and more like God.

Even if you later think, ‘I made a mistake. I am going to go back to living like I did,’ you can but your original spirit, your soul however young you were when it was fit for heaven will go there anyway. So this is all voluntary. Nobody, especially God would force you to do anything you truly and really are against even if you once would have done it or already did it before your spirit died and now is nothing and ever to be nothing ever again Devil or not.

Of course you are free to turn that all down and continue to believe all those lies. No one is forcing you to do anything you don’t want to do, but it won’t get any better ever, only worse until at last it gets as bad as it gets with a merciful God who really is everything he is, like it or not. But I wouldn’t. So I didn’t.

May you all, everyone of you that read this be given back your original spirit, or appreciate it having been given back to you; the same one made by God for God the only good God there ever was, is that God that still is and will forever be; that God. Amen.



6/10/2016 From the king of Bemidji Evening


A certain man filled with the Spirit asked God to show him the truth about the aliens and in particular an Unidentified Flying Object. And when it was not yet quite dark he was watching TV with his mother who was still living at the time. He suddenly had the urge to go out on the back stoop and look at the sky toward the east. And he saw a slow moving star coming toward him low in the sky. Now this is before there were many satellites as there is in your day. The star continued its way right directly toward him until it was right above his head and then it flashed a light about him giving the man great fear.

When he recovered from his fear he asked the Lord to show him what it was like for the aliens that saw him and he saw as it were a screen before him he supposed a control panel. Then he saw his own face suddenly appear on the screen so that the viewer was greatly alarmed and the one seated to his left was in great shock also. And the man laughed and said, “And I thought I was the one that was afraid!” But since that time that man, now known by you as the appointed king of Bemidji by Jesus Christ his Lord has had no choice but to believe the star was a space craft and that those at the controls were not from the planet he knows as Earth.

You are not alone.

Since that time many others have seen many curious sightings. Can they all be wrong? Even the President of the United States has seen one such sighting as that man knows. But is there cause for concern?

Do not fear them unless you have offended God in some manner, by sin, any sin especially the sin of unbelief or have in some manner lied to the Holy Spirit. If you are right with God, what have you to fear? But if you are not right with God, what have you but fear. The man now your king though not right with God yet prayed and God heard him anyway. Then he was right to fear. The aliens are upon us. What do they want with us? This man was greatly confused and was more at rest believing the sighting was not from God, but he had prayed to God to be shown one such thing. Therein was his confusion.

Are you confused? By believing in God’s powers and the miracles he has seen including walking around Bemidji in both its recent past near the ruins of the old brewery that was near the tracks by the North Lake Irvine area though the fallen down estate had been cleaned up by that time, and ten years in its future him and two men, John and Paul for he had asked to see two men from the Bible though he was not yet a convert to Christianity, they were walking around on the brick sidewalks that are common throughout our city but were not there in his day and he saw himself driving a certain car when he asked God what kind of a car he would have then. Ten years later he was driving past the same place on Paul Bunyan Drive near where the Standard gas station was at but on the other side of the street when he recalled the incident while parked at the stop light currently at Third and Paul Bunyan with John and Paul and was greatly afraid.

He talked to the two strangers for hours though Satan tried to tell him they were homosexuals because of the fact they both seemed to have a bond he had never seen before and has yet to see among ordinary men. Everything he asked them about even his desire to name the next Pope, John Paul as sign of God’s involvement in all that was taking place has has in fact taken place and many other things have all come true.

Your king, Bemidji has no further choice but to conclude Jesus Christ has power in Earth from that encounter alone plus many other encounters even seeing the face of Yahweh as he said he would help him as a most remarkable drama resulting after that even including his current salvation took place. I urge all other men and women whom Jesus Christ appoints as king of their communities to take it very seriously.

Hopefully you will not resist him as much and as often as I have being used to resisting devils and dead spirits, one who possessed me when we were both tricked into the arrangement by a devil, a rogue angel that believed I did not love Jesus, which I did not at the time of my birth, a birth that was most amazing and fraught with extreme danger even a confrontation with Satan himself in person and the near conviction for crimes that are still pending in the county though all charges have been dismissed against me at the current time after being the victim of a spirit that I actually saw come into me, for Satan does not have the final say in any matter but Jesus Christ does.

God was my most beloved friend when a child, but I fell into sin. I learned to think from him. Now they say after all I have been through that I have a mental disturbance and they have me on three different medications. But mental disturbances are a fact of life for many people in a society that chooses not to deal with reality. Spirits are very real and the Holy Spirit, Jesus Christ and God the Father are exceedingly real.

The Holy Spirit in fact wrote the beginning of this entry for me to add credence to my credentials. The road has been long and rocky, and I am no stranger to confusion as God, all three of him, Satan, a rogue angel, ghosts, oppression and spiritual possession have not facilitated a calm peaceful thought life.

But I am still here and Jesus Christ’s joy is with me. Therefore I do not mind the struggle and continually desire to share my spiritual life online and in books with you in the hope the spiritual mess here in Bemidji can be cleared up. It is my sincerest hope this entry clears up a few things for you.

There is much more to what is going on for the Devil, ghosts, and all evil spirits distract me and attempt to confuse me. The Devil does things in secret but Jesus Christ does things out in the open. Therefore I shall remain public in this manner as long as I need to. Bear with me therefore and I would appreciate your prayers holy brothers and sisters. In fact I covet them. In the name of Jesus Christ I pray for them. Amen.

Do you think me crazy or in Biblical terms a lunatic? If so I have been that since a very early age which I hope you know by now is not true. As Jesus would say make a right judgment, should you judge me at all. I pray that you will and already have in loving righteousness. Amen.



6/11/2016 From the king of Bemidji Afternoon


Dear Lord Jesus I appeal to the Spirit that was with Jesus of Nazareth to assist me in being an apostle to those with any disturbance of their mind, often labeled mentally ill by Satan and those who accept his terms. How else can he hope to discredit me and my ambitions which I have, a longing to fulfill while I am here in Earth though I could just wait until I see you when at last I am taken home to heaven with you to be like you and with you forever and ever.

Fight along with me Jesus of Nazareth to clear up any and all confusion in those held captive by Satan in this manner. Then I know my ambitions will be a success as your appointed king of Bemidji and my hope is to save as many captives as possible for I also was held captive in that way. Give place to those who are now saved and who will be saved by the following entries is my prayer. Amen.

Let’s begin.

This journey began in Brainerd State hospital when I sincerely asked a Mennonite chaplain about the relationship between God and man in my confusion while incarcerated for alcohol related charges as mandated by the Court of Beltrami County, in Minnesota, a state in the United States of America in the planet Earth. Let us discover that Jesus before we conclude this line of thought which I do not expect to be concluded in one single entry by any stretch of my imagination. If I am not saved or if that is even a requirement please save me. If so or if not consider that I write as in your holy name, Jesus of Nazareth.

In the holy name of Jesus of Nazareth the man and Jesus Christ the God believe that he has answered your request to have the spirit you were given also given back to you creating you new whether it was originally in the womb or at conception or before that even. After we have gone a ways I would like to hear your take on it, and I am sure that the Holy One of God will clear that up for us as we go along.

You were holy then and not in need of salvation, pure in every way as was Jesus of Nazareth at conception which I believe then is when the Holy Spirit first came into your life also, a life planned by God to be in his likeness or image.

You had no fear at that time. You were alive and responsive to God who formed you. You were his likeness in humanity’s form in Earth for you would be born if he had his way and he always has his way.

But it is not that simple obviously or there would be no one murdered before copulation or before conception or during the fetal stage or stages or at the time of your birth. I am certain Satan would have liked to murder Jesus of Nazareth if he could think of a way to manipulate Yahweh to allow it which there was no way for it to happen for Jesus of Nazareth was also Jesus Christ, holy God.

In Jesus’ case he could be considered as had he already been born for there was no way to stop it by anyone or to bring any injury or complication into his conception and consequent growth in Mary’s womb or his birth. God was there at all times every moment of the way as each gene and chromosome and cell was formed and fit exactly the human DNA of Jesus of Nazareth precisely as Yahweh had planned and facilitated by the Holy Spirit and his spirit, both human and God was there in that beginning.

Thus he was so born, perfect in all his ways, a perfect human baby and perfectly God the entire way even as he was born. Where God is there is no evil and no part of Jesus of Nazareth was evil or even affected by evil or ever would be though it would be that he would not be for a time in hell only to emerge from hell on the third day more glorious than ever triumphant over everything God could throw at him that he would, before even those in hell and all evil everywhere had to admit he was the Son of God, Jesus, both Jesus of Nazareth and Jesus Christ, holy God. Rejoice with us all the world, all angels, and all of humanity whether born in or outside the womb. The perfect Lamb of God was in Earth with us, Immanuel, God with us.

Jesus’ mind however was considered disturbed on more than one occasion. His own family came to where he was preaching and sought to bring him home thinking he was beside himself. Have you ever been told that, or knew people thought that about you? Jesus has too. Upon another occasion he was disturbed enough that he even sweat drops of real blood.

So what did he do? He worked it out with his Father, our Father, and his God and ours the same as we may. He knew the Father’s will concerning the death he would die and what was to come after it and he didn’t want to do it. However though he was disturbed he never wavered and in the end worked it out in a cerebral manner that there was no other way and submitted to the Father’s will.

The other time he cried out, “My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?” To me that means he did neither consider himself a man saved by God, nor a God at that point. And he was neither. He was headed for hell and no man or woman in hell has the support of God while they are there.

God would have no place in hell so he willingly gave up being God so that Jesus of Nazareth might go there by himself, alone. Jesus Christ was not there but as had he never been and Jesus of Nazareth was there but innocent in hell taking upon himself every sin every human ever to be had, did or ever would commit and paid the full price for every one of them, all God could throw at him.

When it was completed in perfection he rose, Jesus Christ was resurrected and the two that were one, were one again only gloriously triumphant over all God could throw at him to his glory and to his Father’s glory because of the perfect task of making him the Holy Spirit created and completed when Jesus of Nazareth conquered death and could be understood to have triumphed over every evil in Earth for there would be because of that no place for the Devil in heaven and all he could do on Earth merely convicted him as unfit for Earth also and only fit for torment forever after that.

Our struggles can be overcome by the power of God in the name of Jesus of Nazareth and the power of Jesus Christ, our God and Savior. There is then one greater than anything God might allow us to do, the Devil might throw at us, or that we may create to do that is evil by mistake or design. Jesus can and will save us from anything even human error if we do not permanently turn away from him. We are never powerless. All we have to do is believe in the name of Jesus of Nazareth, Jesus Christ, the perfect Lamb of God, and our God even as the Holy Spirit is God and the Father is God. Three persons all God one person, the perfect persons of the Trinity.

When we do everything God would have us do perfectly, when our spirit is perfectly in line with God, when all of our power is in line with God we are a god like God which no man in Earth but Jesus of Nazareth, Jesus Christ in his spirit ever was, who was then and then was not but now is again and will be forever after what he did.

It can and will happen to you and therefore has happened to you for no one can stop it if you take God up on his offer to save you from any wrong you might do against God, any wrong you might do against yourself, or anyone else by just realizing it is all taken care of for you by Jesus of Nazareth.

If you don’t do that your confusion will never cease when at last upon the death of your body it becomes perfectly clear what the facts have been all along the way and you realize then there never was any need to be confused and have to deal with what has either been forgiven you or if you choose what you still have to pay for since you cannot even then, though it sounds stupid, ever accept it in your spirit even with your new spiritual body which can experience anything even torment with sulfur burns and all forever and ever.

It’s a no-brainer. Accept it. What Jesus has done for you is not only true, it is real but you must believe it or pay the consequences. God has done all he can do and remain all that he is, in order to save you from those consequences with the rest being just believing. It is totally up to you.

Are you still confused. Don’t worry though that is to resist God. It may be because of the redundancy of that name you don’t know who I am talking about.



6/11/2016 From the king of Bemidji Evening


Let me see if I can make it more clearly understood by you?

Reality has always been that it is. Whatever was when there was nothing else but it, it was still reality. That reality is what God was before he created heaven and earth. His very name, I AM THAT I AM, explains it. He is what he was before he created everything that is real to us in any way as his name implies. It is not I AM WHO I AM, but I AM THAT I AM. He was completely all that reality had ever been, is, and will be forever.

The Holy Spirit was just like him and a part of him. Jesus Christ was just like that also. And the Father, was too. Three persons in one person, all reality can ever be, is, and will ever be.

But at his own discretion he decided to create both heaven and earth at the same time, is the simple way to understand it. But if you are more capable of understanding it, it is better to say he made them in the same instance or that as he made the one the other was also made. Like carving a duck, a duck is formed and a pile of wood or sawdust is made at the same time. They are made in the same instance. It was kind of like that except God was making something out of nothing we can comprehend as being anything for we are not God and making them both very good. He was making the earth and changing nothing by the doing of it, and making heaven with everything we was doing to make earth. Another way to look at it is that when he made the earth he was changing the universe that tiny bit and both the universe was becoming something other than what it was and the earth was becoming something that had never been in the universe before in the same actions and they were very good.

They were both becoming what they are, real. But in that no one but God could have stopped it becoming what it is even now becoming it is a done deal and he did it, just as what we think does not change our reality which is what God actually created, but when someone teaches us something it changes what we think and they are responsible for what they teach us whether what they taught us was correct or in error, the same as we either learned it correctly or learned something other than they taught us because we either didn’t get it or we got something from their lesson they never intended for us to get out of it and therefore walked away from the lesson having not learned but having made an error in our mind.

God knows everything there is to know from beginning to end. We don’t so it is his responsibility to teach us what he knows, but we don’t always get it or get it in error. He does what he has to for us to get it and to straighten us out on any error and takes care of the consequences to that error because he is good and perfect and it will go very wrong for us if we don’t get it perfect which when we do get it without any errors it is good, he is good and we are good.

He may not have taught us how to make our reality conform to the reality he made for us yet, but if we don’t even believe he is there, ignore that he’s there, or intentionally do whatever we think is the way we want to do things, correct or in error, how can he make us what he started out to make us, which was like him?

He never made anything that wasn’t perfect including us. We could have been what he was doing by obeying him until such time we were exactly like him, but he knows that since it was possible to think of doing it some other way, someone would do that on purpose to someone else and teach them something that was incorrect on purpose and doing that is not to be like him at all and anyone that would do such a thing could never be trusted not to do it again. How can we be like him and do things some other way? We can’t.

But since he has always been real even when he was all there was to be real and it was the best way to do anything and always good and always the one correct thing to do, he would be evil to make us suffer and pay the price for what we were doing and not even care by just letting us be like them that wanted to be something other than he is since there always was only one way to do it, is now only one way to do, and will always be only one way to do it and have it all work out so it wasn’t just good enough but perfect, the way he made us to be in the first place, the way he made everyone to be before they started messing things up by making others miserable and being mean and miserable to them and themselves too just by doing that.

When we get it right we aren’t miserable but blown away by how absolutely perfect and wonderful it is to have it be perfect and amazingly enjoyable and enjoying it to the utmost possible for anyone even God. But if we don’t even try or intentionally do the wrong thing or even just get it wrong even if we don’t realize we did it wrong we wind up miserable sooner or later if he doesn’t take care of it somehow.

When we make a mistake or someone tricks us into doing something wrong he will make it right before it’s over. It may take from the second one of us all the way to the last but he will make it right in the end for us if we let him. If we don’t obey and just do it some other way and stick to our guns the only way he can fix that is by removing us from the equation and forgetting we ever were like that and making us what little bit of perfection can yet make of us.

But if we do it some other way on purpose and then change our minds and ask him to fix what we’ve done he can start over with us and teach us the only there is not to do it again by allowing him to make us what we were to begin with again and even changing what we did into something good.

But since we are talking about love here he can’t force us to change. He can make it right with everyone we ever did the wrong thing to despite us, but he can’t force us to love him; that isn’t love. You just can’t order someone to love you. God can make you so you can love him and even tell you to love him, but he has to leave it totally up to you or it’s not perfect love, it really isn’t love at all because the only kind of love there is, is the kind that lasts forever and if he forces you to love him in any way it won’t last if it even starts to take shape; not forever.

Do you get it? I did and I’m not a genius or anywhere near it. I was just a guy who had made himself totally miserable when he showed it to me and I finally got it right just now.

But I know I can’t do it. Not on my own I can’t do it. I have to have him show me what to do, say, think or even allow myself to feel so I can do all that. But the day will come when I can. It won’t be until I get to heaven but then it will be a lot easier than here for we have so many messing things up it gets confusing as to what the correct thing to do in order to be like him is.

I know I’ll mess up. I’m not perfect yet. But when I do it, it will make me feel bad even if I do it on purpose. Then I will have to ask him to forgive me and he will but he might punish me or chastise me, and it’s hard not to want to turn away from that, and yet it’s the only way to learn sometimes.

But when he chastises you it doesn’t mean he doesn’t love you. He does it for your own good and to help you learn to be perfectly good like he is. Even when he punishes you or gets angry and really punishes you, if you show him you are sorry and that you meant to do it but you’ve changed your mind or even just want to change your mind about what you’ve done he will go through with you just like he will be with you in everything else.

He will be right there rooting for you to endure it. He loves you. No matter what you’ve done besides lie to the Holy Spirit he will help you through the consequences of it but he might not change them because consequences make very good punishments some times when they aren’t too harsh given what you’ve done.

Sometimes just letting you pay the consequences especially when you thought beforehand that was all there would be to it, is enough and the just and merciful thing to do. He will add to them a chastisement or a worse punishment than you could have imagined he would because that’s not like him either to do something wrong even though you are willing to pay the consequences. That’s a major sin. He may make things tough for you for quite a long time if you get to doing it too often or even now and again over a long enough span of time. He hates that. It goes against doing what he wants you to do and you can’t do it unless you do it on purpose.

Are you still confused?

The rules are the same for everybody except those who won’t or don’t see and there can be a lot of reasons for that. I’ve explained it all I can. Maybe I explained it to death and your got bored and had trouble paying attention and it’s my fault. Try not to be too hard on me.

God can do anything. He’ll get it across to you somehow. Maybe he will have to micromanage your life for you until you finally get it right if you don’t give up on him and won’t try to see what the lesson really is by what’s happening to you. Don’t give up. This is just the way I learn best. He knows the way to get it across to you and clear up your confusion or who’s fault it is you aren’t getting it.

When I had that dead spirit in me I was scared to death when he showed me what was going on for when he talked to it I thought he was talking to me and he wasn’t being all that nice to it. It had been in me so long I thought it was me when all the time it wouldn’t listen to him and kept doing things with me I would never do that just weren’t right at all. He was going crazy in there. He kept saying things like, “That isn’t even my face,” in profound distress when I would just look in the mirror and I would feel his emotions and all. I really thought he was me going crazy.

Just think, it was all that damned devil’s fault. He tricked us both into it. And he talked me into forgiving him too even after all that by making out I was being too harsh on him to send him to torment. God wouldn’t throw him in torment yet anyway. He still had uses for him.

I had a hard time with that. To think God was allowing that damned thing, literally, to come against someone else, even someone who was like I had once been that didn’t love Jesus. We have to accept Jesus knows what is best at all times in all situations, especially those of us that can hear them or even see them or understand what they are doing though we can’t really see them or hear them when they do it just right and trick us into thinking they are someone they’re not, even Jesus.

You don’t have to see them, hear them or even just know they are there to be like Jesus. It’s just the way God made us and the way he made others not the same as we are. They are not just something you made up. They are not just an error in the way your brain works either. Nothing is. That’s a lie that came from one of them that are tricking you into making a chump of yourself all the time, making you think it was your idea when all along it was theirs.

Work with Jesus on it. I know he can help you out with it. But if you won’t, so long as you don’t change your mind about that you’re stuck with what little the shrinks can do for you. But it either won’t work or it will but it will never work perfectly. They just cannot ever seem to resist what they tell them or inspire them either.

Of course I never knew one that had his own spirit back and was made brand new either. You might try that. They probably pray for you a lot or have you pray about it. Praying to Jesus is just talking to him in a prescribed manner they think is the right way. It’s better to have your own prayer life though and don’t buy into all those cure-all type things. If it comes from Scripture and if it is applied correctly that’s one thing but if you’ve got them who are trying to trick you or have it all wrong because some of them tricked them just talk to Jesus. Tell him what you need even if it’s only what you think you need.

People say he doesn’t always answer prayers but that’s not true. Someone tricked them on that. Some people say he says, “Yes, no or wait,” but that’s wrong too. They don’t believe Scripture when they say things like that and Jesus won’t ever go against Scripture no matter how hard it is for you to understand what you think you got out of it was not correct. He can’t make a mistake and he never gets anything the wrong way but sometimes he knows more about what you’re thinking or saying than you do.

Trust him. He says, “Yes,” and, “Yes.” They have to come up with a lot of confusing word games to prove what they say is a fact. Watch that, when they come up with the rest of that nonsense too. If you ask him for something you just imagine is something, he might not give you what you want but he will give you something real instead of it. If you ask for something you think there is nothing wrong with it, he might even allow that, but usually he gives you something that shows you just how wrong what you asked him for was, and that is definitely something better by far. If you are just a gimme pig and always want things from him all the time and you don’t need any of them, he might just chastise you for even asking. This may be difficult for some of you to understand but that is definitely something far better than feeding your appetite for things that just feed your appetite even for just asking for things. He always says, “Yes.” That’s the Scripture. Read it for yourself.

Sometimes you have to ask him about what he gave you or you have to be really on your toes to see it. Jesus never gives you what you ask for but something better. If you’re naughty some times he will not only give you what you asked for, but something better than you ask for it is his way even then if you can understand that. It’s a little difficult to explain but when you mature a little more you will understand it probably.

Just don’t think he’s saying no, or wait even though some things take a while to give you; the better they are the longer it seems though. But he never says, “No,” to anything. It might be better explained that he says instead, “Here I’ll give you something even better,” and it always is when you understand it.

See it now? Stay calm. Trust Jesus. He can and does do anything even what seems to us to be impossible. Nothing is impossible to him. Even changing you to the point you can understand things the way he does by doing a lot of things that lead up to you understanding it perfectly. Like always being grateful for everything he gives you, does for you, says to you, brings to your mind, and for what he has already done for you, is doing for you and will do for you; it’s all perfect and good.

Most of it doesn’t take faith or a magic formula. Just being you is more than enough for Jesus to delight working with you to make you like him. Don’t be afraid of him, but don’t ever get the idea he’s just fooling with you. He ain’t. This is very serious business.

You like to laugh? Don’t expect him to tell you a joke. He may leave you laughing but it will be because you are happy or so full of joy you just feel like laughing. That is enough for you but some times even something very serious can seem funny to you, like Sarah having her first baby while in her nineties with Abraham a 100 years old. She laughed. But God did it anyway, didn’t he?

Now then as for self-esteem, how does making you king of your hometown like he did me strike your fancy? Without Jesus I have no self-esteem. With him even just being in my corner I don’t need any. In fact self-esteem comes with obeying him and doing things his way.

Loving others especially those who don’t or won’t believe in him is painful. You never get used to it and he won’t allow himself to either. Life is too precious to train yourself to have anything you won’t get from Jesus. You gotta love him!

But I can’t wait to go to sleep now. My body is really beat. But I just love him and the Father and especially the Holy Spirit so much I just went on and on, didn’t I? Well that happens sometimes if you really love somebody and delight in everything they are and everything they do and he always does all things well.

Diary of the King of Bemidji 2

People say he doesn't always answer prayers but that's not true. Someone tricked them on that. Some people say he says, “Yes, no or wait,” but that's wrong too. They don't believe Scripture when they say things like that and Jesus won't ever go against Scripture no matter how hard it is for you to understand what you think you got out of it was not correct. He can't make a mistake and he never gets anything the wrong way but sometimes he knows more about what you're thinking or saying than you do. Trust him. He says, “Yes,” and, “Yes.” They have to come up with a lot of confusing word games to prove what they say is a fact. Watch that, when they come up with the rest of that nonsense too. If you ask him for something you just imagine is something, he might not give you what you want but he will give you something real instead of it. If you ask for something you think there is nothing wrong with it, he might even allow that, but usually he gives you something that shows you just how wrong what you asked him for was, and that is definitely something better by far. If you are just a gimme pig and always want things from him all the time and you don't need any of them, he might just chastise you for even asking. This may be difficult for some of you to understand but that is definitely something far better than feeding your appetite for things that just feed your appetite even for just asking for things. He always says, “Yes.” That's the Scripture. Read it for yourself. Sometimes you have to ask him about what he gave you or you have to be really on your toes to see it. Jesus never gives you what you ask for but something better. If you're naughty some times he will not only give you what you asked for, but something better than you ask for it is his way even then if you can understand that. It's a little difficult to explain but when you mature a little more you will understand it probably. Just don't think he's saying no, or wait even though some things take a while to give you; the better they are the longer it seems though. But he never says, “No,” to anything. It might be better explained that he says instead, “Here I'll give you something even better,” and it always is when you understand it. See it now? Stay calm. Trust Jesus. He can and does do anything even what seems to us to be impossible. Nothing is impossible to him. Even changing you to the point you can understand things the way he does by doing a lot of things that lead up to you understanding it perfectly. Like always being grateful for everything he gives you, does for you, says to you, brings to your mind, and for what he has already done for you, is doing for you and will do for you; it's all perfect and good. Most of it doesn't take faith or a magic formula. Just being you is more than enough for Jesus to delight working with you to make you like him. Don't be afraid of him, but don't ever get the idea he's just fooling with you. He ain't. This is very serious business. You like to laugh? Don't expect him to tell you a joke. He may leave you laughing but it will be because you are happy or so full of joy you just feel like laughing. That is enough for you but some times even something very serious can seem funny to you, like Sarah having her first baby while in her nineties with Abraham a 100 years old. She laughed. But God did it anyway, didn't he?

  • Author: John Fredrick Carver
  • Published: 2016-06-15 03:50:07
  • Words: 20840
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