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Ch 57 The Original Identity Theft-encounter with Mithras-fight for my children is on

I shared with you my first encounter with a Mithras. It was not my last encounter or my most devastating. The fight for my children was ON! The red dragon attacked my health, my ex-husbands fidelity, my daughter’s health, our family relationships and dynamics, and every other aspect of our lives.

One of the things the red dragon works to accomplish in the lives of the True Sons of Creator God is to separate them out and isolate them so he can defeate them. It is written wherever two or more are gathered in MY name I will be there. It is also written a threefold chord is not quickly broken. If Satan has any hopes of defeating or deceiving a True Son of Creator GOD he has to isolate him. Please take note of this.

My next encounter with the beast Mithras was a fight for my children. This is my first encounter with the “new world order” the one world government to be ruled by the second beast that comes up out of the sea of glass under the the abiding place of CREATOR GOD. Since Israel’s 8 day war, the first beast, the whore church set up by Constantine in the third century AD, has been in the process of turning over its power to the second beast as itis described by the Apostle John in prison and exiled on the Isle of Patmos. This exchange of power was accomplished on the second Sunday in November 2010. The new paradigm is in place and functioning well now and will continue until the sky rolls back like a scroll and the son of man is revealed.

There has been much talk and much written about “the new world order”. I was listening to the speech President George W Bush gave where he introduced the term “new world order” into common vernacular. Just like every other schemem from Satan this was a diversionary tactic to deceive the true sons of Creator GOD into wafting at dust bunnies and fighting smoke circles. While the Bushes are world class power brokers it is my opinion George W Bush is not the dreaded “antichrist”. There is one who is very suspicious and must be watched with great intensity of focus.

His name is George Soros. Look him up. Here is some background information you might find in a google search. George Soros was born in Budapest Hungary in 1930 as Gyorgy Schwartz. He escaped teh communist takeover o fRussia as a teenager and enrolled in the London School o fEconomics in 1947. This is when he changed his surname to Soros and took on the more anglicized George form of his name Gyorgy. It was during his studies at the LOndon School of Economics he, Gyorgy Schwartz, and and a world renowned economics professor he studied under at London School of Economics coined the pharase “new world order”. George Soros has spent his life in pursuit of a one world government. In 1956 he moved to New Yourk Cint in the United Sates of America and created an international hedge fund called the “QUANTUM FUND”.. It was activities of George Soros through his “QUANTUM FUND” that nearly crashed the British Pound Sterling and mad eGeorge Soros a billionaire. It is possible h is behind the efforts worldwide to devalue the dollar and crash the United States Monetary system to remove the United States Dollar as the currency for business around the world. His desire to bring the global banking system to bankruptcy is evident in the recent events with Greece and the devaluation of the Euro.

When I was invited by the woman in the alto section of my choir at church to attend a meeting she was holding for a group she belonged to at the church the entire scope and reason for having the meeting was because the United States Monetary system had to fall so Jesus could come. They were serving God by hastening the second coming of Jesus the Christ of GOD. I think it is quite ingenious of one who is probably the “antichrist” or at least an antichrist to deceive the masses of “sheeples” into serving the second beast in the guise of somehow hastening the day of Jesus triumphant return.

The organizers of the indoctrination meeting had decided The United States was the Great Harlot in the book of Revelation with the merchants coming to her door because we are a Capitalist society buying and selling goods and services. They were ignoring the more descriptive parts of the description of The Great Harlot meaning she was seated on 10 hills. The United States of America has thousands and tens of thousands hills. Not just 10. That city is Rome. Vatican City.

Think about it. Organized religion set up by Constantine and the High Priest is the first beast. We know from the book of Revelation in the Christian New Testament the first beast turns over its power and control or influence to the second beast before the first beast sits down by Satan on the shores of the sea of glass in heaven to watch together the events as they unfold here in earths arena.

In the information age when every one knows everything about everything because of the world wide web, it is easy for Satan’s beasts working in tandem to deceive even the true sons into thinking they are “the army of GOD” in these last days during the tribulation and the great tribulation in service to Creator God ushering in the second coming and the millennial reign of Jesus the Christ.

Jesus says, “I would not have you be ignorant my brethren. In the last days perilous times will come. There will be wars and rumors of wars. Do not be deceived.”

Ch 54 The Original Identity Theft-Done with boot camp. The test.

We left the healing church that day. It took us a few weeks to decide to go back to church. Those weeks were like being lost in a desert in a sand storm. I had been so close to Creator GOD I felt I could reach out and caress his face. Now I could not see the nose on my own face. We did decide to find another church. The next congregation gave us some insight into the world of modern day Mithras. One of the junior pastors of that church was in fact himself a Mithras. He unmasked to me AND my ex husband. He would show up uninvited and walk around in my home in his real form. He told many stories about his home land England and the Mithras there. He said Mithras was the “patron god” of the United Kingdom.

We left that congregation. We moved again.

It seems fantastic to me now but God continued to use me in my new found office. It is called the “five fold ministry” and Jesus set it up this team of leadership for the believers before his crucifixion for the growth and training and protection of the called out ones that remained.

One of the Sunday mornings when we were in between congregations I was awakened and aware of God’s presence. This happens quite often in my customary quiet time in the morning. I read the Bible and wait to hear my marching orders for the day from Jesus. On this particular Sunday morning I was supposed to get the family up, dress us all for church, and start driving down highway 70 to the east. ?? Wow. Really? That had never happened before. Was this a test? It took courage to even tell my ex husband what directions I was receiving. But I did it. I got up the courage and told him we were supposed to get dressed for church and start driving down highway 70 to the east. I expected some push back but by this time he was so used to these moves of God in he he did not even question it. We dressed. Put the girls in the car and started driving. My ex husband asked periodically where we were going. I said I did not know. I would know when we got there. After an hour passed he suggested maybe I missed this one. I said I knew I would be told when we got there. Just keep driving.

Finally about an hour and a half straight down highway 70 there was an empty exit with no gas station or any other sign of life. It appeared to just go off into fields and pastures. I said, “Turn in here”. My ex noted there was nothing there. I said, “Turn in here.” He did and right on the other side of the over pass in the exit just behind a little hill keeping it from being visible from the highway was a tiny little church the size of a one room school house.

I said there. He said, “Well Ill be………”

We pulled into the yard and parked. I took the girls to the bathroom. He sat down back right side of the room. When I joined him the pastor introduced himself and welcomed us. We chatted for a bit. Then his congregation started coming in. My ex husband asked me if I was going to prophecy. My ex husband asked me if I was going to prophecy. I said I did not know. I had no idea why were were there. God just said go. So I went. I had no idea if this congregation even believed in prophecy in our day or the five fold ministry or Acts Chapter 2. IF the members there and the pastor did not already believe and receive I knew for a fact Jesus would not testify in that place. Jesus of Nazareth will not break a bent reed. He has never caused an ache to the heart or a tear to any ones eye. He would not give testimony to them if it was not already the belief and practice of the ones assembling together.

The pastor introduced himself. It was obvious we were visitors here. He asked us where we were from. We said Kansas City. He thanked us for visiting. Invited us to stay and have lunch with them after the service which is their Sunday custom. Then he opened the service with prayer.

We sang and praised and worshipped and then the congregation got quiet and waited for prophecy. So I knew the congregation believed in the second chapter of Acts and worked in the power gifts. This pastor clearly expected a testimony from Jesus from one of his congregation. But none came. We sang and waited for prophecy. None came. We sang and waited ……. At the direction of the Holy Spirit I prophesied when no one from the congregation brought forth. The word I was given was judged as true and accepted by the pastor and the elders there. It was a word of encouragement. A word of love from Jesus to them to go ahead and walk in the gifts given to them for the edification and provision to the church.

The pastor stood up and told the whole congregation he had been telling them IF they would not be obedient to the call and election of the Holy Spirit Creator GOD would send in a prophet from outside.

Wow. It would have been nice if Jesus would have clued me in where I was going and why I was going there and that the pastor was fasting for the gifts to function in his people. But as his witness called to give the Testimony of Jesus in the congregations my job is just to hear his voice and do it. Obedience without question or hesitation.

The pastor called out the one or two who he recognized had the call and was refusing to be obedient to the Spirit of Prophecy, testimony of Jesus in our day. The pastor admonished them. His sermon was on the gifts of the Spirit and the 5 fold ministry.

We did stay for pot luck lunch with them after the service. It turns out this tiny church was planted by the pastor of the healing church where I first prophesied, received my call and training, and was sent forth rather dramatically.

That was dynamic in itself. Come to find out the pastor of that tiny church was the best friend of a pastor in the town where my husband was born and grew up in the middle of the state. The very town where my ex father in law was a deacon in the Southern Baptist church in the town of about 1000 people. The biggest church in town. The church this pastors best friend was pastoring in my ex husbands home town was facing persecution from my ex father in law specifically. The pastor of the tiny church where we were enjoying lunch called his friend in my ex husbands home town. My ex husband knew about this church. The pastor there told my ex husband his dad had waged war against that congregation and its leadership. He asked my ex husband if he had told his dad he was a spirit filled tongue talking child of God and that I gave testimony for Jesus ……..

That would be no. We had not told any one in either family. This would soon drive a wedge between my ex husband and I and both of our families.

Wow again.

We went back to our home in Kansas that afternoon. I was filled with the wonder and the goodness of Creator GOD. My faith was increased exponentially. The events of the day had been an enormous confirmation to me for my call and position in the 5 fold ministry. I have never seriously question the direction of the Holy Spirit or my ability to hear the direction of the Holy Sprit since then. This is a powerful part of my armor as I work in my capacity for Creator GOD. I know it is truth. Nothing anyone says or does against me will shake this. The truth of it sustains me. I hope it gives you an anchor to hold on to in your daily lives.

CREATOR GOD IS REAL. The original being is in his Holy Heaven and Jesus the Christ of God is with him seated at his right hand. True Sons we are going home!

Ch 53 The Original Identity Theft-Encounter with Mithras

Everything was going very well for us. At least it seemed that way. Then one night as I lay next to my sleeping ex husband I was suddenly aware that something weas standing at the foot of our bed. I shook myself to full waking state and there at the foot of the bed was a grotesque animal like figure. The top half was like that of a bull. The bottom half of it stood on human legs and feet. It was glaring at me.

The beast spoke to me but not in a manner like human words. I could see something coming out of his mouth like heat waves in the air. I could not understand the language being spoken at any rate. I was being prevented from knowing what this creature was saying to me. I was shaking my ex husband as hard as I could to get him to wake up. We found out he had sleep apnea making him very difficult to awaken him when in a deep sleep. When his sleep was interrupted he often woke up cranky so it had to be an emergency for me to even try to wake him up. Finally he roused. I frantically pointed at the figure standing at the foot of the bed. My ex husband rose up on one arm, took a look at the beast and said, “Oh its just you.” He immediately dropped back into bed and was basically unconscious again.

I was on my own.

The half bull half man beast lunged at me grabbing me. I fought him off with all my strength. We began wrestling in hand to hand combat. I did not have time to think about crying out for help or praying to God. This was real physical time/space continuum mortal combat and my children were at stake. This animal was powerful. I did not have any martial arts training. It was way to powerful for me. I was in the fight of my young life for my own soul and the soul of my children.

The beast was winning. I was exhausted and loosing strength. Then a beam of sun light came through the curtains. It was morning. The ray of sun fell on the beasts hip. When the light touched its hip it squealed in pain. It let go of me. It said something I could not understand as it turned and limped out of my bed room passing through the solid wall.

The exhaustion went much further than aching muscles and fatigue. I had to think and force myself to expand my lungs and retract them. I could not make my brain think one thought. I was experiencing complete void. I do not know how long I was in that complete form of exhaustion in earth time. What I remember is that angels surrounded me and ministered to me. The Holy Spirit again breathed the breath of life in my nostrils. Slowly my mind produced thought again.

Then I was suddenly aware of my second daughter shaking me wanting me to fix breakfast. She was hungry. She was about 3 years old. I fixed the girls their breakfast. As they ate, I awakened my ex husband and told him everything that had happened that night including his reaction to the beast standing at the foot of our bed and how upset I was he just rolled over and left me there with the beast. He did not remember a thing. Nothing. Never the less it happened and I had to spring into action. I asked my ex husband what time it was. It was early morning. Then I asked what day it was. It was Sunday. I realized the events had all taken place in the span of one earth night. My ex husband and I talked about what happened. We had no idea what to do. We had no idea who to call. Could not call anyone in either family. Could not call anyone we knew. This event was too much for anyone we knew to take in. I could not call our Southern Baptist Pastor. He was preparing to preach Sunday Services and he turned us over to the pastor of the healing church. We had not had sufficient time to get to know him well enough to feel comfortable telling him about this ethereal visitation. We forced ourselves to get ready and go to the healing church. We were now in high enough position in the congregation there it would have been noticed if we did not show up. I was still weak from the physical exhaustion. We were now section leaders so we headed to our section. I began connecting with the people around me.

Then there was a raucous and great excitement in the front foyer. One of the elders of the healing church came in on crutches. It caused quite a stir. How did he hurt himself? Was the wound serious? The story he told those who asked was that he had fallen on his hip. He would be fine in a week or two. He came up beside me. I was about to greet him when he unmasked to me. It was the half man half bull beast that had just attacked me in our bedroom. This was my first experience of having an ethereal creature unmask to me revealing his true nature.

He growled, “You think you got me. Well you did not. I will destroy you.”

Then he “pinged” me. (“pinging” is a ball of light coming out of their eyes toward you and if it successfully hits you it can cause damage or whatever purpose the beast that sent it toward you intended to do to you). His “ping” hit me without any effect. He put on his human mask and hobbled off with a sinister grin on his face.

When my husband sat down beside me I told him what happened. We decided to sit through the service and not create a disturbance. That was the wrong approach to this situation. We should have started shouting at the top of our lungs. If we could not do that we should have for sure gone to the pastor and our elder team assigned to us immediately to tell him all that had happened.

We were so new. We were new to the world of the Holy Spirit Baptism. This was our first encounter with an ethereal being. We were relatively new to the congregation. I had two very young children in the nursery and the service was about to begin. We should have screamed at the top of our lungs. The church should have caught fire. Something dynamic should have happened to let the pastor know what stood in the midst of the auditorium. Nothing happened. The service began on time as usual. No one around me saw what I saw. He unmasked only to me. No one around me suspected what manner of evil lurked among us.

I went to the bathroom in the middle of the worship to splash water on my face. The wife of the elder we loved who had taken us in as her own children followed me in to the women’s bathroom. She told me the pastor sent her. HE KNEW something was wrong. He wanted her to bring me back to his office immediately and for the rest of the service. His office was in the section of the building that was closed off and heavily guarded. I declined saying I had to get back to my post in the section and my family.

She begged me to tell her what had happened. She said the elders were scared for me and my husband. There had been other young promising families come to that church just like us. It was widely knows there was a strong call of God on their lives just like us. Something happened to them. They all left the church, their faith and many were divorced. The pastor was convinced it was some sort of spiritual attack from within the congregation. The pastor was sure whatever it is had just happened to us. I refused to go to the pastors office. She begged me to at least tell her so she could let him know what was going on so whatever it was that just happened to us would not happen to any more couples. She asked me to think of my children. She asked me to preserve myself. She did not know what was happening to the members or who was picking us off one by one. She was sure it had happened to us and we might never see each other again. I just wanted out of that bathroom.

She grabbed my arm and pleaded with me. I broke loose from her and left the women’s lounge. I sat down with my ex husband. He wanted to know what took me soooo long. I told him. He said we gotta get out of here. As the service ended we charged for the door. The son of my friend the elder’s wife was an elder like his dad. He physically tried to restrain us from leaving. He said the pastor was in his office and wanted to see us.

By this time we were indescribably out of our minds with fear. My ex husband was a big man. He told the elder who had been our friend if he did not step aside he would knock him down. The way out was blocked. My ex started running down the all to the back of the church where the pastors office was. He pushed his way out the doors and we ran to our car. I was sobbing uncontrollably. We piled in. I held my two girls as we sped out of the parking lot. We drove around for hours to scared to go home.

I did not go back there to the healing church for three decades. My mother passed away and I was in the area. For some reason I felt lead to go look them up. I drove into the parking lot in front of the building and parked a little ways out. I sat there for a few minutes wondering why I was there. I got out of my car and started walking toward the door. Some people came running out of the building toward me. “Are you Theresa?”

Yes.

We have been praying you in here.

Huh?

We have been praying you in here. We owe you an apology. ‘

I told them I came to apologize to them. I told them I had some very important information I was supposed to tell them that Sunday morning but I was too new and too scared to do it. I failed my job for God. I failed them. I failed the church. I wish I had been further along in my training when it happened. I just did not deliver the message to them. I told them one of the elders was not human. He was an ethereal beast half bull half man.

They told me they found out about it almost 2 years after we left. The beast had been discovered and removed from the elder board. She apologized to me saying that if they had been better servants to the Lord our GOD the Mithra could not have infiltrated the congregation and the leadership causing the damage to our family and the other young families she had told me about.

We talked for a while. We hugged and shared. My family had been destroyed. That is true. Perhaps even worse was the carnage in the believers in the healing church and the area. The move of God in Kansas City has not been the same since that time.

Ch 52 The Original Identity Theft-Boot Camp

I was very happy in our new church, the healing church. Soon I was more able to share the testimony of Jesus with the congregation without fainting myself. I was attending beginners classes in Bible again. Since I was teaching adults Bible by age 14 it would have been humiliating but I had just accepted the Baptism in the Holy Spirit. Everything I was reading in the Bible came to life in new and exciting ways. Scriptures I had read dozens of times and even memorized were all brand new again. Each time I read scripture I gained new insight and understanding of what I was reading. It was like going through the doors of a maze. One door led to another door that led to another door. Each door opened another deeper truth about God.

Through the Holy Spirit the truths in scripture became crystal clear. When I read the Bible before my experience with the Holy Spirit and the Baptism I had been seeing through a glass darkly. Over time I began to realize some of the teaching I had been given from well meaning teachers in the other church were without understanding and enlightenment. I had unwittingly taken part in spreading their false interpretations about God and Jesus and the Bible and the Holy Spirit of God. It was not just simple things I remembered incorrectly like times and dates or addresses for scriptures. The things I am talking about were deep truths of the scripture I had been led to believe were the only way they could be interpreted and the interpretations were wrong. Some of them were flat out lies. That was a hard thing for me because not only had I been led wrong, what I believed for many years was wrong and I had taught that wrong understanding and interpretation of scripture to others so they were wrong too. People were basing their faith and their lives on false information I gave them. It nearly did me in.

But the Holy Spirit was always there to heal me and forgive me at each new revelation and epiphany. We cleaned my filthy garments over and over and over until I stood before Creator God in glistening brilliant white linens. Now I just have to wash the mud off my feel that collects as I walk through this present darkness. I am clean.

While I was busy with my two daughters and the boot camp training I was in with the Holy Spirit of God my ex husband was in the men’s training for Leaders of Ten with the pastor of the new church. The Healing church. I worked in the nursery one Sunday morning each month. Our pastor sent us books to read and mentored us on what we learned there. The children were happy and healthy. It seemed all was well.

Things were about to be shaken up in ways no one could imagine and I was woefully unready and inadequate to face.

Ch 52 The Original Identity Theft-the awakening and the call

I had to protect my second daughter from the occult. That is for sure. She was the catalyst that put my family on the radar for those in the dark arts or occult. My problem child was actually my first daughter. She was also born prematurely but without the protection and support of the deacons at my church in Kansas City. She was born in Columbia, MO before we were finished with our college degrees. She has 3 kidneys. There is a full renal duplication on the right side and all three kidneys refluxed. Renal reflux means the urine from her bladder could and did flow back up into her kidneys when she expelled it from her bladder. The reverse flow of urine causes serious kidney infections. My first daughter died 7 times her first year. She went through 10 hours of surgery to repair and create 3 ureters one for each of her 3 kidneys when she was 18 months old. She is my first and most dynamic miracle baby. By the time she was 8 years old she had undergone over 50 surgeries. She is a walking miracle in her own right. By the time her sister showed up we were at our wits end and needed some help.

One of my ex husbands coworkers kept telling him about a church in Kansas City that did “faith healing” and had prayer languages. I was raised southern Baptist. I would not have any of that devil talk in my home. As far as I was concerned speaking in tongues was of the devil and anyone who did it had a demon. My ex husband put this guy off for weeks and months citing my absolute refusal as his excuse. But my first daughter was not thriving. We needed help. Our pastor in Kansas City that was so miraculous in prayer for her little sister was mostly ineffectual for my first daughter. It appeared we needed even more fire power for my first daughter than we were getting and that saved her little sister.

My ex husband kept talking and talking and talking to me about this church he wanted to visit. I was not interested because we had services at our church every time they had services at this other church he was hearing about. One Sunday night there was a Billy Graham convention in town. Our pastor closed our service at our church so our congregation could all go to the stadium for Billy Graham.

I was fussing around in the kitchen and my ex husband came to me and said, “Wife”. Now that may not seem too unusual to you because I was in fact legally married to him before God and man so I was his wife. But he had never ever called me that or spoken to me in that tone with that intensity. “Wife” he said. He has my attention. “We are going to go to the other church. Get yourself ready and the girls. We are going there now.”.

I don’t remember saying anything. I just got the girls ready for church. The second daughter was much easier than her big sister. But I successfully wrestled her around and we were on the road to this place he had been talking to his friend at work about. His friend did not go to this church. He just knew about it. My ex husband insisted we use this opportunity to get my first daughter healed. I had never been in a place like that. It held 4000 people in theatre seats. I did not know it when I walked in but the service would last 4 hours and my hyperactive child would sit through the whole thing and not make a peep. That in itself is a major miracle.

The music was lively, much livelier than I was used to. There was a band on stage with guitars and drums. People walked around easily and talked wo each other instead of coming in and immediately sitting down. We chose seats in a middle right section a little more than half the way back. A man came to the pulpit and announced we would begin the service. He led us in prayer and we began signing. We did not have hymnals. There was an overhead projector with the words of the songs on a screen. Ok. I can do this I thought. The tunes were simple and somewhat repetitious. I picked them up very quickly and no longer needed to watch the words on the screen. It freed my perspective from the screen to just singing and entering in with the others around me.

Not long into the first lively song the whole congregation of 4000 people started jumping up and down in time with each other. Step Hop. Step Hop. The cement floor literally sprang up and down as they bounced together one foot and then the other. Step Hop. Step Hop. My ex husband started skipping with them. So did my two girls. Soon we were jumping together in rhythm as a family and the girls were clapping and laughing. What fun!

Then the music started slowing down. The lyrics became more reflective. We sang of the Love of God. We sang about end of time and our trip home.

Then sort of without warning all singing stopped and a hush fell over the crowd. Slowly one person after another got up and started heading down the aisles toward the front of the church. I had no idea what was going on. They were heading for two microphones hanging from the ceiling at the end of the two main aisles. One by one they approached the microphone and they spoke.

OK. I thought. I get it. These are “testimony mikes”. I had seen them and even given my testimony before at one of our tent revivals when I was a kid back home.

After a number of people spoke a man who had been singing up on stage came to his microphone and said, “God told me there was a special message coming to us tonight. And none of these are it. Would all of you be seated who are waiting to speak, please? We are going to sing and dance again. Members pray. This message is coming from a new prophet. Someone unawares. They do not know they are a prophet. This is their first time so it may take a while. No matter how long it takes. We are supposed to keep singing and praising until the prophecy comes.”

Wow. That was new. Never heard anything like that before. I wondered what the Spirit of Prophecy was. There was a hushed chatter across the auditorium. I was glad when the music started up again. We jumped up and down Step Hop Step Hop and sang going through the same process as before of getting quiet and reflective through song. Then without any notice all together the crowd went quiet a second time. More people went up to the microphones to “testify”. The man on the stage again asked everyone to sit down. He said he knew the message and the messenger were there. He said we would sing and praise and dance all night if that was what it took to free up the new prophet God had specially called that night.

We started singing and another lively song but this time I started feeling very heavy. My arms and legs felt like they weighed a ton and my stomach had a wrecking ball in it. I could barely breathe. It was like the air got too think to inhale. And suddenly I knew I was supposed to go give my testimony. I don’t know how I knew. I just knew.

I told my ex husband about it. He said absolutely not. You do not know what is going on here. I absolutely forbid you to go. I said ok. End of story. But it wasn’t. The congregation went through another cycle of praise and worship and the man at the stage told everyone at the mics to sit down. We would start again. This time I thought I was going to faint. The weight in my arms and legs increased. The message to go give my testimony was so loud and strong in my spirit I thought my neighbor to my right was hearing it too. My ex husband looked down at me finally and said what is wrong with you. You are absolutely blue all over. I answered I had told him I was supposed to go give my testimony and he told me not to. I would obey him but I would probably pass out if this stuff kept up. The man on the stage again said he was waiting to for this first time messenger to come to the microphone and speak. My ex husband looked at the stage then he looked at me. He slumped for a second and let out a long sigh. Then he said, “Ok….go.”

I did make it pasthim into the aisle. I did walk to the front of the church. There were three or four in line in front of me. I thought thatwas great because the man on stage would probably tell us all to sit down before my turn and it would all be over.

Uh uh. I walked up to the microphone not knowing what to say and out of my mouth came:

“OUT OF YOUR MOUTHS COME BLESSING AND CURSING. MY CHILDREN THIS SHOULD NOT BE SO.”

I turned and headed back to my seat. As I was walking I heard the man on the stage declare I was the messenger and that was the message they were waiting for. He repeated the sentence over and over for the crowd. The elders surrounded the place where my family was sitting. I found out later the man on the stage was the pastor. Ernie Gruen. He ended the meeting. The elders took us all back to the pastors private offices. He asked us a few questions about where we attended church. He knew our pastor and called him about us. We had just been approved by the Southern Baptist Mission board to be foreign missionaries and were in the process of finding out where to go. We were leaning toward Yemen.

Our Southern Baptist pastor answered the call from Ernie Gruen. Ernie told him he had one of his couples in his office. Told him what had just happened. Our Southern Baptist Pastor said he knew my husband had visited the “healing church” before. What none of us knew is that my ex husband had gotten into one of our closets one night and prayed to get what Paul got the way Paul got it on the road to Damascus. A bright light filled the dark closet. He felt warmth flood his body and soul and he spoke in a new language for the first time. He had been praying in tongues for weeks.

The more he exercised this new freedom in the Holy Spirit the more concerned he was I would never go for it. So he told God if I did not come along he would dump the whole thing as a hoax. The “testimony” of Jesus through me at the “healing church” was the confirmation from God my ex husband had been looking for and he knew his experience, the indwelling of the Holy Spirit and tongues were real.

As it turned out, my ex husband was led into the fullness of the Spirit with evidence of tongues so that he was leading the family from the front. He got it and used it while I was still dead set against it as being from Satan. Also, it meant my ex husband, my covering and authority in earth, was ready for me when my awakening happened. If he had never known or experienced tongues and the fullness of the Holy Spirit, he would prevented me from coming into my calling and my appointed time that Sunday evening service at the “healing church”. We might never have ever been there at all.

God made the way. God always makes the way to fulfill his purpose.

God made a way for me to go to the new “healing” church. As it turned out I was used to deliver the testimony of Jesus for the first time that night. My Southern Baptist pastor and the new pastor got on the phone and talked about our family. The two decided that the new church was better suited for our growth in the movements and manifestations of the Holy Spirit and for training us in service to Jesus in tongues and prophecy than our Southern Baptist Church. That was NOT a rejection. We learned that night our Southern Baptist Pastor was a tongue talking prophesying Holy Spirit filled ex missionary himself. Wow. Who knew? Well all the deacons of the church! All those deacons and elders and people who showed up at the church to wait for a call to learn why they had all been assembled there by the Holy Spirit the day my second daughter was taken off life support are and were Holy Spirit Baptized Tongue Talking prophesying spirit filled true sons of Creator GOD!

I resigned my positions at the Southern Baptist Church whose deacons and elders prayed to God when my second daughter was miraculously healed and we started attending the new church. The Southern Baptist convention recognizes in secret the fullness of the Holy Spirit and the Second Chapter of Acts, Pentecost, and tongues. In fact, when the Southern Baptist Mission Board sends new missionaries into the mission field they are expected to experience the Holy Spirit and the power gifts even speaking in tongues or they do not make it in the mission field. But they have to get it after they are in the mission field. Since we got ours with evidence of tongues before we made it to the mission field we were no longer eligible to go. The official stance of the Southern Baptist convention was that all of that was not happening now. In the span of one week our family was not going to Yemen and we were attending the healing church. We were fast tracked into leadership. I continued to bring the testimony of Jesus in the congregation. I became a recognized prophet for the healing church. My ex husband was in leadership. They called it “leaders of TEN”. We had a home church that met every week. My ex husband and another man in the church led our group together in our home.

It is written your “gifts and calling” will make a way for you. Well in my case it has for sure done that. But along with Gods favor I have drawn the attention of the red dragon himself and those minions in rebellion with him. I was in boot camp and my time there in the healing church ended up being very short.

Ch 49 The Original Identity Theft-Next visitation: Jesus smashes the Ashera Poles in Israel

Soon after Creator God showed up in my tiny studio apartment in the thunder cloud manifestation, I had another visitation. One day I was sitting in my comfy chair at home and Jesus appeared standing before me. He said, “Would you like to go have some fun?” I said, “YES!” He said, “Let’s go”. Jesus took my physical hand with his physical hand and we walked through the corridors of time together. As we walked through time, Jesus would turn to the right or to the left. He would open the doors of the prisons where emaciated souls were captured with the keys of the kingdom on his belt to release the captive souls imprisoned there along the way. The prison cells appeared to me to be like the medieval prisons with steel bars for doors and cement floors. Jesus would stop, turn to the prison door, insert the key into the lock and the gate would fly open. The souls held captive there would rise straight up into the “bosom of Abraham” that was anxiously awaiting their return and keeping watch that no one got lost. Each and every soul made it safely into the outstretched arm of Abraham.

I do not know how long we walked in earth time or how far. We talked and laughed along the way. The “corridors of time” are not in the time/space continuum so there is no way to record how long the trip took or how far. When we arrived at the time of Elijah in Israel, we stepped out of the corridor into the land of Canaan. Israel had never obeyed the command of CREATOR GOD the Father to destroy the Ashera poles. Those Aherah poles were scattered all through the land of Israel. Those Ashera poles are the power base for all the witches and warlock and witchcraft and the gods and goddesses and demigods…. through out earth history.

I watched as Jesus took an ax and chopped down a near by Ashera pole. He looked at me and said, “Go ahead. Have some fun!” I took an ax and chopped down an Ashera pole laughing and giggling through it all. We moved through the land of Israel together chopping down Ashera Pole after Ashera Pole. We laughed and giggled like two elementary school children at play. We would chop a pole and yell “TIMBER” We ran from pole to pole laughing and loving along the way. Chop Chop Chop….TIMBER! They all came down. I was sad to hear Jesus say that was the last one. Our job is done here. He took me by the hand again and we stepped back into the corridors of time. The return trip did not seem to take as long as the trip over into Israel because we did not stop to release any captives. All the prison doors were open. The prison cells were empty. The captive spirits were safely home.

And then we were back in my tiny studio apartment.

Jesus held me tight in his arms for a few minutes. He said he loved me and would never leave me or forsake me. He admonished me not to fear. He is always with me. He told me the time had come for all things to be fulfilled. And then he was just not there…………

The work we did chopping down the Ashera poles has not gone unnoticed by the throngs of Ashera/bell foreign god/idol worshippers among us today. Those poles were their power base. They have no power or authority now. The only thing they have left is make believe.

Ch 48 The Original Identity Theft-Fight or Flight

The intrusion by the police using a key to the home I owned soon led to my trauma that caused the surgeons to have to knit me a new body. The surgery was more than 10 hours long. The surgeons cut me open like the old tin sardine cans, pulled out all my organs and all 29 feet of bowel and put them in a Petrie dish on a table next to my surgical bed. My bowel was Swiss cheese. They meticulously searched for any section that was suitable to be reconstructed surgically. During all of this proceeding I was out of body. I saw myself on the surgical table and then I was aware of being somewhere else. I was caught up into the heavenlies. I was with the man in white linen with the keys to the kingdom at his belt. We walked along the river of life and lingered to talk under the tree of life. At one point he turned to me and said, “It is time for you to go back.” I said, “NOOOOO uh uh. I am not going back there.” He simply said, “They are ready for you now.” And I heard swish swish and the sound of a recovery room. The pain was inhuman. I soon passed out and was awakened in my hospital room. The nurse ran out the door, “DOCTOR SHE IS AWAKE!”

And I was. I was here in time/space and as fully aware as is possible here where we see through as through a glass darkly. The next few months were intense with recovery. I took an apartment in Kansas City, MO. The FBI came by to talk to me. I gave them very detailed information. They agreed I was telling the truth. The United States Chamber of Commerce, Washington DC wanted to relocate me after a psychiatric fitness exam. I did the exam and passed. I relocated to the east coast still with USCC, DC for almost a year. I had to keep moving because the factions of the United States who are really behind the 9/11 military offensive and their branches and are everywhere.

One night coming home after dark from a meeting I held in my position as representative for USCC, DC in my new east coast location, I was boxed in by cars while driving down the highway at highway speeds. The drivers of the car in front of me, at my left side, and behind me tried to force off the road. They were strategically place so I could not change lanes and escape them. As I was driving I used my cell phone to call the highway patrol. I reported who I was and that I needed them to come NOW. The did not get there very fast……………………

I took down the license tags of the cars boxing me in. When the state highway patrol arrived, the cars left. I gave the highway patrol the license plate number and the descriptions of the 3 main cars boxing me in. The local police came back to me saying the license plate numbers I gave the highway patrol were not even close to being right. Hmmm. Why not? I had ample time to check and recheck the plate numbers I wrote down for the three cars. They had done their investigation. I was alright and on my way home safely now. Nothing more was going to come of it.

I found out later the highway I was driving home on was well known by the locals for these kinds of activities after dark. The locals avoided that highway. The policing authorities were obviously aware of the after dark issues on this highway. So at the very least the perpetrators were allowed to keep up their after dark antics with their permission. If so this was institutionalized behavior and USCC, not even USCC, DC, could protect me . How big was this? Some of my members of USCC, DC were part of the “American Alchaida” President Bush spoke about. I had no idea how deep their participation or the participation of USCC had become. I did not have enough information to sort it out. I soon resigned my position at USCC, DC. I moved myself from the midatlantic state to the southern part of the Florida peninsula. One week later I was back in the business world only this time I was the owner and groups like USCC, DC were making sales calls on me.

I did join USCC, DC and the local Chamber of Commerce. I paid admission to several motivational and business education seminars that came to southern Florida and held meetings in hotels or convention halls. I first experienced the Deutche Bank and the global banking cartels for myself at one of these business seminars I attended. One of their global players was the keynote speaker. He and I literally collided in the aisle as I struggled to find my seat. I had not met him before. I had not seen a picture of the keynote that evening. Imagine my surprise when he took the stage and was introduced as our keynote speaker for the convention. He sent a messenger to tell me he was interested in meeting me. I was honored and a bit naive but did not see anything negative to the invitation. I gave the messenger one of my business cards with my phone number and suggested he call me with the arrangements. I never did get that call. He sent the messenger a few more times and I gave him my business card each time. I finally said I would be happy to meet him. Perhaps have dinner with him. Just have him call me.

For some reason I have never understood completely he took this as a rejection. I soon learned this level power money broker are accustomed to just summoning anyone they want and they come. I may have the distinction of being the only one who has ever had the Moxy to say no or at least expect him or someone to make arrangements for dinner and set a time and date. This set some very intense behaviors in motion. I learned through messengers he owned a house on a north east beach he planned to set me up in thinking he would come around once in a while for sex. Nothing ever happened. I absolutely do not do that. Never had before and have not since. I just do not do that.

Turns out he really was looking for a trophy wife. I guess that is every girls dream. Every girl but me. I had been through too much with my ex husband and his family. On a not so grand scale his family decided to go ahead and let him marry me so he could have sex with me since I would not give him any until we were married. It was ok with his family because they intended to let him have his way with me the one night of the wedding night and then annul the marriage.

In a few days after the wedding night, his dad came to me saying his son never loved me just wanted sex and I would not give it to him so they were going to annul the marriage.

I said no. In my family we marry for life and no divorce is allowed. Period. You made your choice. You made your bed. Lie in it. In my family we were married for life. My ex father in law screamed at me, “Release my SON!” I said no. My ex father in law said he would exact release for his son if it took him the rest of his life. He meant it. He did everything he could to do me harm. After 20 years of marriage and the destruction of my health, he finally got us separated. He tricked a judge in to believing I had abandoned him and the children and got a quickie divorce. I did not know anything had been filed until 15 minutes before the divorce that was already gaveled was final.

God showed up in my apartment with dark clouds and lighting and peels of thunder. His voice that sounded like thunder said, “This is not my marriage. Let it go.” I actually talked back to Creator GOD! I said, “But what God has joined together let not man put asunder.” More peels of lightening and the voice thundered, “I did not make this marriage. Will you be joined to the house of Satan?” I said noooooooo! Never Lord. Never! “Let this go.”

Ok By now the courts were closed anyway and my divorce was final. Years and generations of family and religious belief was wiped out in this visitation from Father GOD.

The global merchant stalked me across the entire North American Continent. He sent his enormous yacht around the cape of good hope to meet me where I hid in Canada. I learned much later he is a major player in the New World Order.

I know now.

God had saved me and preserved me again.

CH 45 The Original Identity Theft-Do not be tricked into worshipping antichrist

God is not walking around on earth today incarnated as some guy you think you met on some mountain top at some retreat one some weekend!

Did you get that?

No one you know or have heard about or have been told is Jesus is the one and only TRUE begotten son of GOD. This is a lie from Antichrist system. Do not believe it. Do not go after the one they say is the Christ of God on earth today. It is not. This is an impostor. There is no CREATOR GOD in him. It is a trap. Seeking him out is idolatry. Worshipping foreign gods. Believing in him brings destructions on your soul and the second death.

The first death was when Lucifer was ripped out of the fabric of CREATOR GOD and thrown out into the void falling falling falling falling falling………. farther and farther away from LIFE. The definition of death is separation from CREATOR LIFE. Lucifers extraction was the first death.

There is a second death, a second extraction from CREATOR LIFE, coming. At the last sound of the shofar. When the sky rolls back like a scroll. When we all see clearly and the “dead” or separated in Christ are brought back into LIFE and restored to abiding those who are found to have any iniquity, any following or desire to and for the rebellion, will be gathered up together. They will be consumed by one fiery breath from CREATOR GOD. The final complete separation-death. Death will be no more. All that remains is LIFE and Abiding in LIFE with CREATOR the ORIGINAL BEING.

When Jesus comes back at the sound of the shofar and the sky rolling back like a scroll, he is exactly as he ascended after the crucifixion as the chosen watched. The entire globe/earth will see him come back at one time, the same time, at once. Jesus will descend from the clouds just as they saw him leave. Mary Magdalene, the wife of Jesus the Christ, is here on earth. She has walked this earth for two thousand years waiting and watching for her husband to return. Mary is for sure ready to go home…..

Ch 43 The Original Identity Theft-The new world order/one world government has been in progress for decades-sex ed in the schools

In the cold war between The United States and Russia, Khrushchev famously declared “We will take down the United States of America without a shot”. And they have been going about doing that since them and maybe even before. One of the first lines of attack was our schools. Getting to shape the minds of our children early, in the formative years. My personal experience with this was with the beginning of sex ed in school. The trip into moral decay and decadence was planned and carried out in our institutions.

I have a teaching degree in special education that includes behavior disorder and I did teach in the public school for a while. As the special education teacher, I was pulled out of my class room to monitor any assembly the school had for the “normal classes”. One day I was pulled from my class room with little notice and a room monitor was put in place just to keep order in my classroom. When I arrived in the assembly the room was full of 4th graders, both girls and boys. I took my position in the back of the room and watched as they were teaching 4th graders, 9 year old children, both boys and girls together at the same time from the front of the room with slides and videos about human sexuality. I protested and started to leave the room. The principal caught me and told me to get back in there or I was fired. I decided those children needed some protection and someone had to witness what was going on in there to tell the story so it could be stopped.

As the “assembly” progressed the speaker briefly told the children they were old enough to know about human reproduction. The lights were dimmed. She showed those children assembled a sexually explicit film with cartoon characters doing the sex act. The use of cartoon characters was to keep the film from being labeled pornography. The male reproductive organs were displayed and explained as well as the female productive organs and how they looked inside and outside the body. The film demonstrated how the male sex organ entered the female body at the point of her reproductive organs. The film demonstrated how the male organ entered the female and moved up and down. The children were appalled. Some cried One girl wet herself. It ended there. Nothing in the film told them that is how babies are made. No one said, “girls you are going to get pregnant if you do this”.

The lights came up in the room. No questions were allowed. The speaker did briefly go over what they had just seen. Then she brought out a condom and a banana. She told the boys their organ would grow big and get hard. When it did they were supposed to go find a girl and it it in her like the movie had shown them. The instructor said that before the boy put himself inside the girls body he was supposed to put this jacket on himself. She held up a condom. She placed the condom at the top of the banana and rolled it down. Once he had on his jacket he was supposed to put himself inside the girl of his choice.

Then this woman woman turned to the 4th grade girls, 9 year old girls, and told them this was a natural process. The boys would come to them when it was time to put themselves insider their body. They boys would know when that was. They had no choice in the matter. Their body belonged to the boy and was made specifically for this purpose. When they were approached by any boy, they had to let the boy put himself inside them.

I walked out. I headed straight for my pastors wife in her office at the church. She was in charge of the children’s program at church and also worked with the local school district on curriculum. She was a social worker in this small town. I collapsed and she greeted me. She asked me if I was ok. I said no. I had just come from the 4th grade assembly.

She sat back in her chair with a great big smile on her face and said, “Oh, you were allowed to take part in that! Wonderful. How did that go?” I sat back for a minute and let her facial expression and body language soak in. I said, “You knew about this?” She said, “Yes. Of course. I helped bring the assembly here. In fact I suggested it. How did it go?” Please note. This was my pastors wife. She taught the young girls Sunday school.

My mind was doing flip flops but caution gripped me. I settled down and smiled as nicely as I could. I said something to answer her curiosity and got out of there so I could think.

It was institutionalized. The federal department of education, social services, and our local school leaders had worked together to bring this “sex education” to our 9 year old children. I knew I could not be part of the moral destruction of this generation of children. This happened in the 1980s. Gen X. Later knows as the lost generation.

Soon after the ” 4th grade assembly” and in answer to it, the superintendent of schools held a social, a dance for the attendees of the meeting who saw the videos and received the training. I was forced to monitor the event as usual. My job was just to make sure everyone played nice in the sand box so to speak. Keep order. I did that with ease. But, I noticed there were an awful lot of the children leaving the lunch room area where they held the social and dance and were going down the halls where the classrooms were. I followed along to see what what going on.

It seems the teachers passed out condoms to all the children as they entered the dance. The students were going to the classrooms and trying out the new toys. The boys were choosing this and that girl and following the instructions in the film. The girls were following along because they were told they had to. That really upset me. The boys got to choose and the girls had no choice.

The girls had no control over their own body or who took advantage of her. But, the thing that made me leave teaching forever was the principal of the school came to the rooms and scolded the children for all the condoms left on the floors in the rooms. When an 9 year old girl got pregnant, they denounced her and defamed her and her family publicly for immorality. As a punishment, the principal of the school who set up the sex ed assembly in the first place cancelled the expected class trip at the end of the year for that class. The reason being the students were too immoral and did not deserve the graduation trip.

I got out of education immediately.

Jesus hand picked each of us who are alive in planet earth today for this specific point at the end of time are here specifically because our quality and character is essential for CREATOR GOD to squelch the rebellion. We were made for this specifically armed and supplied for the task. This is our why. This is our purpose. CREATOR GOD put us here to do. Do not fear. Push out the doubt and indecision and get it done.

The Theresa

Ch 42 The Original Identity Theft-The Normal Christian Life-a book by Watchman Nee

I suggest you look up Watchman Nee and find his book The Normal Christian Life. Basically, he tells us the “supernatural” is normal for the true children of a supernatural GOD. Supernatural is not just normal, it is expected and if missing something is wrong. The supernatural (the unexplainable from our 5 senses and science, the unexpected) is CREATOR GOD our Fathers way of letting us know he is with us providing for us. He never puts on us more than we can stand. What that means is if you are a baby just born, he will not have you piloting a fighter jet. You wont be standing off the red dragon face to face. You will be growing in the strength and power and understanding and skills of HIS might. There are categories and positions gained by passing tests ……. or not……. and taking another lap. Once a position is gained then the privileges and responsibilities of that new post are added to you and required of you. It seems that everyone would strive to gain each and ever post ever higher and higher…. but not so. Those who are given much are required much. For instance not every soldier is a Delta Force or a Green Beret or Navy Seal etc. And that is a good thing.

There is a perfect order in CREATOR GOD. When Jesus was on earth, he appointed some Apostles, Some prophets, Some pastors, Some preachers, and Some teachers, Some evangelists for the movement then known as the called out ones. Church meant the gathering of themselves together. These five categories remain. They are not the “gifts” or the “power gifts” and it is true dear pastors/preachers that 3 of the power gifts will pass away. Prophecy for instance. Let’s jump right into it.

Think about it. Once time ends and the sky has rolled back like a scroll, and the man on the white horse and the man in white linen are here and we now see clearly, why in the world would we need predictive prophecies? The gifts are not necessary because we are not in time/space. No more of that will ever happen. It is finished. Over. To the depth that none of it ever happened!

This does not change or alter the normal natural abiding order in CREATOR GOD. No one has to wonder what their “position” or “gift” is in the abiding in the new heaven and new earth. The Bible uses the example of the human body for how it all works together. And a hand would never need to or ever wonder if it was supposed to be a kidney or a lung. So relax. Get up every morning with CREATOR GOD and the SON first thing in your awareness through the HOLY SPIRIT with the intent to walk with Jesus that day. You will get your marching orders.

There is a chorus we used to sing that is old testament scripture put to music. It is a round that goes like this:

He has shown me (echo He has shown me)

Oh Man (Oh Man echo)

What is good and what the Lord requires of thee.

But to do justly. (But to do justly. Echo)

And to love mercy. (And to love mercy)

And to walk humbly with thy GOD.

Important to get in your soul there are 3 things that are important to the health of your immortal soul.

1. DO JUSTLY. 2 LOVE MERCY 3. WALK HUMBLY WITH THY GOD

Everything else is small stuff. Do not sweat the small stuff.

Selah