My entire journal is being Tweeted on Twitter. This is a historic first.
However, being first wouldn't mean much if my journal wasn't exciting and interesting, which it is. It covers the years from 1971 to the present (SEE Chronological Overview below for vital background information you'll need to understand prior to reading my journal). Some of my experiences are almost beyond belief. Some of the stories shared by others awe inspiring as to what humans can endure. Every word of my journal is absolutely true. The following two excerpts will help you see for yourself whether my journal makes for interesting reading.
Excerpt number one:
Excerpt number two:
The first 37 Tweets of my journal were tweeted on Monday, May 4th, 2009. However, I immediately realized the Tweets were backwards (the first Tweet is last because Twitter shows your most recent Tweet at the top)! Scrolling down to the bottom of each days journal installments in order to find the first numbered Tweet just wouldn't do, so now I Tweet each day's installment in reverse order, from last to first. Since I started over on Tuesday, May 5, I consider that my official launch date. Journal tweets are posted 4 days a week, Tuesday through Friday.
To assure our success and a pleasant experience for you, the reader, you'll need some basic background information on me, the journal and the methods we used to Tweet the journal.
I have been blessed with at least 25 divine interventions. Since the majority of people are religious, in other words they know much ABOUT God but do not KNOW God, I’ve never written anything just for the purpose of reaching the masses. I am a seeker of truth and real truth-seekers, the kind that won’t allow them selves to be corrupted or sidetracked, are always in short supply. Some of you may disagree with my interpretations. Others may want to express their gratitude, finally discovering they are not alone (or crazy!) for having unusual spiritual experiences.
The Prologue below covers my methods so “followers”, or more precisely our interactive and/or collaborative readers, can understand what to expect from our “Twitter-A-Book System”, how not to miss a single journal Tweet, and how they can interact with the author.
The Preface, on the other hand, provides important personal and background information regarding my journal, so it will make more sense to my readers, whether they choose to remain passive readers, interact with me personally (using our special web-based applications) or work with us collaboratively through our member-owned, faith-based, social networking community. The Preface immediately follows the Prologue, further down this web page.
My “Twitter-A-Book System” will work for any book someone might want to Twitter, not just this journal. Any book can be typed; divided into multiple daily Tweets sufficient to satisfy the needs of one’s daily readers; the numbered individual daily Tweets separated by a “First” and “Last” dated marker Tweet; and each days book Tweets scheduled to be delivered to Twitter at the same time, on a prearranged schedule. It is a simple but elegant solution for publishing one’s book serially.
If you want to help promote the idea of publishing via Twitter and share this historic first with all your social networking friends, PLEASE, send out a tweet with the link to this intro: http://www.3circles.org/twittbook/ (it will be greatly appreciated).
I am tweeting this as an RSS feed as well. If you do a search for our TwittBook hashtag, (WITHOUT THE HASHTAG "#") #3cccJournal2TwittBook, you'll get all my journal tweets (it seems Twitter has changed their searches because a search for "#3cccJournal2TwittBook" yielded NO results, whereas a search for "3cccJournal2TwittBook" yielded all the posts). Obviously, all technology has glitches from time to time. So the RSS feed will be one way to assure you get every journal tweet. Besides, it's convenient to be able to import into your existing RSS Reader. The link is: HERE.
my identifying #hashtag based on what I needed to do
for this project: #3cccJournal2TwittBook.
I originally decided on #MyJournal2TwittBook but soon realized someone
else might follow in my footsteps and use the exact same hashtag
to leverage my pioneering work. I have
no problem with helping others follow my lead, but I do have a problem with the
confusion that would result if everyone used the same hashtag. Each author who chooses to use my
“Twitter-A-Book-System” should create their own unique hashtag. Since my Twitter brand is #3ccc (for
I developed a simple method of tagging and segmenting each days tweets. This was to make sure readers could identify each day’s twittered tweets and easily pick up where they left off, even if they went on an extended vacation where no Internet exists (perish the thought!) OR even if Twitter’s Web-based database dropped some of their book Tweets. The latter is a common occurrence, something I noticed when I began using TweetDeck.com. Almost daily I see posts in my @replies or DM Tweets which appear in TweetDeck but never show up in Twitter for the web.
For those unfamiliar with how Twitter works I’ll explain briefly how you will be able to catch up, should you miss some of my journal Tweets. Just click on the twitter menu item titled “Search” (right now it’s located at the bottom of Twitter’s home page) and type in #3cccJournal2TwittBook - all journal tweets will be listed. They are numbered, starting with “0001”.
There will be a first and last tweet marking the beginning and ending of that day’s journal entries. The first place-holder Tweet will look something like this:
And the last place-holder Tweet, which appears after Tweet number 1125, will look something like this:
that both marker Tweets are identified with the date (
IMPORTANT UPDATE (June 11, 2009):
About 3 or 4 weeks into this project I heard rumors that Twitter was going to limit searches to a maximum of 3200 Tweets (I read this on a blog) or 14 days (my experience when searching for the first day's Journal tweets about a month after I started). Regardless of the exact parameters, I've been unable to get anyone in support, nor have I been able to get someone to pick up the phone at corporate headquarters. So, in the interest of my readers, I've had to find a permanent solution that wouldn't depend on Twitter. Anyone can still follow me on Twitter at 3CC_Community and read my Journal on a daily basis, but they can't fall behind more than two weeks. To eliminate this problem for those who are extremely busy and fall behind, I'm setting up a separate twitter account just for my Journal tweets, a separate Journal only blog, and an application that automatically posts each day's tweets from this new Twitter account to my new Journal only blog, as a single daily post. I'll have this finished in a few days (today is June 11) and will post the details once all is ready.
How To Find and Read My Journal on Twitter
In case you were invited here by someone else, please go to your account on Twitter.com [easy and free to signup if you don't have a Twitter account], click on "Search" in the Twitter menu at the bottom [top for some]. When the Twitter search page comes up click on "Advanced Search", below and to the right of the search box. Here's the direct link to Twitter's Advanced Search feature.
Once you're at the Twitter Advanced Search page, enter "3cccJournal2TwittBook" [without the quotes and no "#" hashtag in front of it] in the box marked, "This exact phrase". Next to "None of these words" type in "vondag" [no quotes; this is my wife's Twitter ID, short for Vonda Grey and since we're trying to help as many people as possible be aware of our ministry/business, 3Circles Church Communites, Inc., we're freely sharing my journal on both accounts simultaneously; if you are one of Vonda's followers, then replace vondag with 3CC_Community so you won't see each tweet twice]; next to "Written In" choose "English" and under "Dates" choose the day or days that you want to retrieve. All Tweets of my journal are posted by time of post. Simply refer to my "TABLE OF TWEETS" chart below to determine the date or dates to search for. You'll need to put in two dates, one for "Since this Date" and one for "Until this Date". If searching just for one day, for instance the first day that I started Tweeting my journal, May 5, 2009, just put the same date in both fields by clicking on the calendar next to the empty box and choosing that date.You could, of course, use Twitter's simple "Search" but you'll get ALL the tweets at once, beginning with the most recent Tweets. This will force you to click "More" at the bottom of your Twitter page as many times as it takes to get to where you left off in my journal. This is a good place to share the best Twitter app I've ever come across (it only works with Mozilla Firefox but if you don't use Firefox, you're missing out on tons of add-ons from third party developers). The third-party Twitter application is called "Troys Twitter Script". Once installed it will auto-advance your screen when you scroll to the bottom, saving time. It also shows conversations in nested format, so you don't have to go searching to see the tweets being responded to; shows videos and pics with the Tweet when people post links to them; shows the long form, original URLs in each Tweet; and identifies Tweets from people you're following with a smiley face in the corner of their photo. TABLE OF TWEETS TO DATE (Day | Date | page# - page# | Desccription)
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is an amazing story covering the years 1964 to the present. Much of it occurs during the cultural
revolution of the 60’s and 70’s, when all the tried and tested societal norms
were challenged by the youth of
So, why should you care, since I’m relatively unknown? Because my story is good read, containing all the elements of a great movie: a fugitive on the run; several great escapes; many compelling love stories; traveling with a bona fide gypsy family from Poland; a peek into the hippy lifestyle of that era; lots of sex [with prior warning for those who find discussions of sex offensive]; the creation of a commune and several Christian communities; how to survive even if you’re totally poor (I mean zero income!); what it was like inside the Christian revival that swept through North America’s youth in the 70’s (my journal reveals the behind the scenes happenings, the spiritual power trips and wide-spread mistreatment of those who questioned the movement’s leaders); and much, much more.
However, my journal’s story is not just a good read. It’s a mind-bending journey with many personal visions, dreams, and philosophical speculations that I guarantee will challenge thoughtful readers to think hard about their present philosophical or spiritual viewpoints. The events are timeless and the experiences surrounding my discussions deeply moving.
journal entries begin
you understand my mindset prior to becoming a born-again Christ believer, you
need to know I lived as a fugitive in
Beginning in December of 1969, until November of 1980, when I returned to the states and turned myself into the authorities, I remained a fugitive and lived under a number of assumed identities.
Although I was always vigilant, I still had a number of close calls. One time it was so close I ended up running from the RCMP (Royal Canadian Mounted Police) with the command “Stop or I’ll shoot” ringing in my ears. To this day I don’t know if a shot was fired or not, because my mind was so focused on one thing only: escape. Later that day I nearly died.
You’ll find some of the details below, in a brief chronological overview. I think it’s important that each reader get a glimpse of the “Big Picture”. However, to really know what happened and learn what I learned in the “School of Hard Knocks”, you’ll need to read the entire #3cccJournal2TwittBook.
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Brief Chronological Overview
Spring or Fall of 1966 – My
first wife, Bridgette, and I were staying in a hotel somewhere in
Spring or Fall of 1966 – We
all traveled north to
Spring/Summer of 1967 (Summer of Love) –
Returned to San Francisco and the Haight-Ashbury
Eventually left when it began to turn ugly from too many speed freaks, who were ripping everyone off. I moved to
Fall 1969 – Returned to
December 1969 – My brother-in-law owed me big time and I told him so.
I wanted him to help me escape and he agreed. My apartment was being
watched day and night. The night before I was to show up at police
headquarters to finger the manufacturers of the LSD I was buying and selling
(of course I had no intention of fingering anyone) I put my plan into
effect. I took a series of buses until I was certain no one could have
followed, then I arrived at a pre-determined spot where my brother-in-law was
waiting with his souped up, very fast car. We
sped off to the airport but I narrowly missed my plane anyway. So I took
the next scheduled non-stop flight to
New Year's eve, 1969 – I had friends in
[For all those who are wondering, yes, I was a fugitive
running for 11 years. Half-way through that period I invited the Spirit
of Christ into my heart. As a result I knew I had to eventually face up
to the evil I had sown. I even went so far as to confess to a Salvation
Army commander who also happened to be a criminal court judge. I was
tired of running but I was also a husband and father and the path to clearing
up all this was not so cut and dry as those who have not walked in my shoes
might believe. God's ways are not our ways and we usually see little to
nothing of the future. This judge floored me by telling me he would pray
about it instead of calling up the RCMP. The next day he told me God had
made it clear to him, now was not the time for me to turn myself in. He
also told me I should begin putting together letters of commendation from the
people I had known and helped over the years. Years later, when I did
return, in November of 1980, I had 17 letters, many from prominent
people. I'm not sure what helped, especially since my lawyer told me the
judge I would face was the same judge who had my case when I fled the country
and he knew she wanted to make an example of me. I told my lawyer that
though I might go to jail for a short time, God had given me a promise through
a pastor and his wife, just before I left
Late Spring or Early Summer 1970 – I’m traveling in
Summer 1970 – I
Late Fall 1970
– A first attempt to evict us from public “Crown Land” fails as I had obtained
a mining permit and dug the required size hole to meet legal
requirements. However, the RCMP (Royal Canadian Mounted Police), after
realizing the majority of us were from the US, decided to deport all the
Americans, thus breaking up the community. When they arrived I just
happened to be away, so I was spared, but this ended our experiment in
community living because it took 5 people just to paddle the large abandoned
logging boat we used to get back and forth to the mainland.
One of the communitarians, Kris Stone, was part of the entourage that went to
Winter and Spring 1970 – Kristine and I rented a cottage on the ocean, far outside
Summer and Fall of 1971 -
Traveled extensively throughout the interior of
Around May/June during haying
season we were told of the need of a Quaker family in
Early Spring 1972 – During
the winter Kris and I were given access to an old farm in Antigonish, NS, on the other side of
Winter of 1972 to Spring 1973 –
Kristine and Amy left sometime that summer. I moved to
Spring to Fall 1973 – Scott and I decided to move to
I got this brainstorm to hold the first ever, Nova Scotia
Health and Healing Conference, the first week of October. I
could kill two birds with one stone, getting help to fix up the farmhouse while
providing a valuable service, the Nova Scotia Health and Healing
Conference. This is the second time I experienced that “vortex of
energy” and that “knowing”, which gave me total confidence that what I was
seeing in my mind would come to pass. Given the fact I had zero cash and
zero income, no car, no phone, and absolutely no experience, I’m sure it looked
totally foolish to everyone but me! But I believed!!
And that belief drove me to seek others with whom I could share my excitement
and get to believe also. I turned to my friends in the area and
soon found some who would help, especially Mark and Beth Crosby who, along with
a few other friends, spent an entire week prior to the week long conference
helping me to pull it all together. The local health store owners offered
the use of an empty one room building they just bought, which was perfect for
showing films. I called Rodale Press and they sent some films on organic
gardening for preventative health. I borrowed a film projector from
one of the two churches I was attending. I was a member of the
Hippocrates Health Institute in
October 1973 to February 1974 – I continued to live on my garden produce, some nuts, seeds, honey contributed to the Health and Healing Conference, greens I grew in the greenhouse bay window I built, and an abundance of apples from local abandoned orchards. The farm house had an earthen storage cellar, perfect for storing root vegetables and apples. I gathered leaves to cover them and retain their moisture. I gathered and canned local raspberries, blueberries and blackberries. I collected local nuts and stored them. I heated with wood and by night read with the aid of an Aladdin Lamp. I studied the Bible and other spiritual books while attending two local churches, which I had been doing faithfully since my first invite in April of that same year. I would often walk home late at night in total darkness, feeling my way by the sound of the dirt road under my feet.
During 8 months of intensive study I had this recurring
experience of opening the Bible and “seeing” (with my mind’s eye) God’s light
emanating from the pages and piercing the defenses of my brain.
Finally, on November 22, 1973 at a tiny little country church in Parker’s Cove,
NS, I gave up my fight and surrendered to the truth that Jesus lives and is
available to help any who invite him in. That Christmas brought new
meaning to the holiday. With other youths from one of the churches I was
attending I experienced the most joyous Christmas of my life. It
didn’t hurt that
February to May 1974 – I worked at a health food restaurant in
June 1974 – On
the day of summer solstice I experienced the most profound spiritual experience
any human being could ever experience, I was literally taken to heaven.
It was not a near death experience it was a “near-life” experience.
Immediately prior to being taken to heaven I was fully awake, fully conscious
and in perfect health. I was in a car with three other friends,
Joe, Marie and Cindy. Everyone
experienced the first part of my journey, being surrounded by a white light.
Joe pulled over and stopped the engine just as the light grew so intense
it blotted out everything visible. This was not the fullness of
God’s light, as I was to find out in a few moments, but it was beyond any light
on this world. My heavenly sojourn was a gift from God to prepare
me for the work ahead, this work, the building of
Fall 1974 – Joe and Marie ended our Northwood Christian Community by
moving to another house nearby (they owned land but it had no home on
it). Cindy and I got engaged and moved down on the
I am invited by the owners of Qua Qua farm/community who have also chosen to follow the example of Jesus Christ, who lived in community with his disciples. They asked me to teach what I know and help their community make the transformation to Christianity. I turn them down at first but eventually accepted.
At Qua Qua we had a lot of meetings to sort things out, plus daily bible studies. Everyone decided to rename the community, “The Garden of Jesus”, based on a passage in Jeremiah. Eventually, the owner has a dream and asks for help with its interpretation. I pray and believe I have been given understanding, but the owner disagrees with my interpretation. I believe if he interprets it his way the community will suffer so we are at an impasse.
Rather than be patient by continuing to pray and wait on God’s answer, I decide that at the next meeting I’m going to do everything in my power to get him to see it my way. At the meeting we start with prayer about the issue. During this prayer time I’m going over and over in my mind what I’m going to say and how I’m going to get my interpretation accepted by clever argument. Suddenly, while all of us are still in prayer, I sense God at work in me. I try to move and I cannot. People are coming out of prayer now and I try to do the same but I cannot speak either. God has struck me dumb and immobile and I feel totally helpless. I am not afraid and continue reflecting on what God is trying to tell me. Everyone is talking and I’m still under God’s power. The general consensus emerges that the community should follow the owner’s interpretation of his dream.
God is teaching me a lesson I will never forget. After another 10 minutes or so I’m still unable to move or speak and everyone thinks I’m purposely continuing to pray. They begin to talk about my good example. Mark tells everyone that they should follow my lead and continue praying. So everyone returns to praying, but for a much longer time. God’s power grows and is sensed by everyone. Slowly and unbeknownst to me, their minds were changed by God, as God delivered the power of his Living WORD into each of their hearts. After what seemed like a long time, we all come out of prayer about the same time. I am able to move now but God’s power has worked deep into every part of my mind and body, transforming me by its glory. I still can’t speak, and just listen as each and every person tells the others that they agree with my interpretation of his dream, including the owner and his wife. I am in awe of God’s presence and power and I finally get up in silence and go to the other room to stoke the fire. Cindy comes in and falls to her knees, weeping profusely. She tells me how she and everyone else were against me and talking behind my back. She repents for having disrespected the authority that God had obviously entrusted me with as a leader and for not wanting to submit to God’s order of things, including not wanting to accept the biblical idea of wives submitting to their husbands as the final authority when there is an impasse over a decision.
All of us were totally unfamiliar with submission. I struggled with the idea of submitting to God’s authority and the authority of my wife. For although the bible does say for women to submit to their husband as unto the Lord, it also says we are to submit one to another. Any man who can’t realize his wife could have the right idea or right decision on any given topic and thus treat her ideas and opinions with the utmost respect, even to the point of modifying to letting go of his original decision in order to embrace hers, is a man who doesn’t yet know what it means to be a leader and a true husband. There are certainly far too many men who are tyrants in their home instead of leaders!
But likewise, there are far too many women who try to be the resident tyrant, in their own way, threatening a lack of sex or a prolonged separation if the man doesn’t go along with her decision. Neither way is conducive to a sound marriage. And in those marriages where the man just goes along to get along, because the woman has become the tyrant in their marriage, there is even less hope for a successful, lifelong marriage. In such cases the woman usually sheds her God given place as nurturer. But a woman doesn’t just nurture her children, she nurtures her husband as well, in the process making of him a much better man then he could ever be if she was not there to counsel and balance out the man’s often ego-centric and bullish nature. Working together in this way, with two heads instead of one, they will inevitably make the right decisions and choose the right paths for their family.
But for those women who insist on being the dominant one, the one who is most aggressive and most vociferous in their demands, she will have taken on the mantle of protector, a role that by nature belongs to man. In such a home there can never be true harmony, and at best only a false peace. The key for a woman today, nearly every one of them infected by the leaven of feminist lies (which lies are always intermingled with some compelling truths to win them over) is to seek God’s help in learning to renew their trust. If a woman can learn to trust God, then she can learn to trust her husband as final decision maker on matters they disagree on. I’m not saying women shouldn’t fight for what they believe and try to convince her husband if she believes he is wrong. But in every marriage there comes a time when no amount of debate is going to sway their mate’s decision and someone must make a decision. In such cases the husband and wife who have accepted the roles God has given by reason of their individual genetic makeup, can move forward without bitterness over the final decision, knowing that in due time it shall become abundantly clear as to who was right!
All of us at the
Spring 1983 –
After marrying Cindy, 4 children later, we are caretaking a friend’s farm in
I had only enough money remaining to afford several nights in a motel. It runs out and I have to vacate the next morning, so I am desperate to find a solution. I am on my knees most of the night, crying and pleading with God for mercy. An answer comes but it makes no sense. I am told, “Go and buy a car”. At first I think it’s my mind speaking to me and disregard those words. But the same sentence keeps being repeated over and over until I begin to believe it’s what God would have me do.
I decide that if it is indeed God speaking to me, there must be a way to buy a car but I just don’t know how. So I begin thinking about my resources. I don’t have any personal money but I do have money that was given to me a few months back by my landlord, with the promise that I use it only for that purpose (my landlord/friend fancied that in the future we could work together to make his farm profitable, so when we discovered a Tissue Culture course was being taught by the agricultural research station in Saanichton, BC, he gave me the money to attend). I quickly did some calculations in my head…. “OK, I have $700 for the travel expenses, the course, accommodations and meals. If I buy a car I don’t need the money for traveling there and I can sleep in the car to avoid paying for accommodations. I can shower at the local university gym. I don’t have to eat out and can live on peanut butter sandwiches, boiled eggs, cheese and fruit during the week long course. That means I could knock $200 off the bill.”
Suddenly I got excited. I can buy a $200 car and then when I return I can live in the car! The next day was Saturday and I had until to get my stuff and leave the motel. I left early to find a used car dealer who would sell me a car for $200. I stopped at every car dealer in town and was crest fallen when some of them laughed. Most of the cars were going for around $1,000 and up, none below $500. I returned to my motel with the intention of locating discarded building materials and building a shack in the woods. As I was crossing the street to the motel I looked down the road and saw one last used car dealer I had missed. When I got there he was beginning to close up. I said, “I’m looking for a $200 car, do you have one”? He said, “I just might”. He then showed me a car that was just traded in by an old man who took pride in keeping all his cars in perfect condition. It was an old station wagon but had new tires, new brakes, a recent engine tune up, new muffler, basically a completely overhauled vehicle. I told him I’d take it and as I’m signing the paperwork he says, “I don’t know why I’m selling you this car for $200 when I know I could get a lot more”. But I knew he was an answer to prayer, a fulfillment of God’s prophetic WORD to me.
Early summer 1983 – I’ve been living out of my car for a few months, down by the
I spend my abundance of free time studying
scripture. I’ve started meditating again, something I stopped when
I got saved 10 years previous, as no one in the traditional church meditates
and it’s frowned upon. One day I come across this passage about
Jesus going to pray in the
Then one day I was reading II Corinthians chapter 3. This chapter talks about the differences between the written word and the Living WORD, which comes directly from God by his Holy Spirit and is “written not with ink, but with the Spirit of the Living God; not in tables of stone [the law, the 10 commandments], but in fleshly tables of the heart… for the letter kills, but the Spirit gives life”. This chapter goes on to tell us that mankind wasn’t ready to see the glory of God in all its power, so when God’s glory came upon Moses on the mountain, he was told to put a vail over his face, lest the people see through to the end of the law and the letter, a time when people would experience spiritual liberty and partake in God’s glory on a regular basis.
According to II Corinthians 3, the people’s “Minds were
blinded: for until this day remains the same vail untaken away in the reading of the
old testament; which vail
is done away in Christ… when it [their heart] shall turn to the Lord, the vail shall be taken
away. Now the Lord is that Spirit: and where the Spirit of the Lord is,
there is liberty. But we all, with open face [all our social masks
removed] beholding as in a glass [mirror] the glory of the Lord, are changed
into the same image from glory to glory, even as by the Spirit of the Lord.”
After reading these passages I had an epiphany, finally understanding
that what I had begun to experience could be experienced by anyone likewise
meditating long enough to break through to God’s transformational glory.
It’s like looking in a mirror, but instead of seeing ourselves we see Jesus in
his glorified body, that glory being transferred to us and transforming us, “from
glory to glory… by the Spirit of the Lord.” I realized this was the
foundational principle upon which the church was intended to be built, the
principle upon which our
The beauty of this process is that not only do we receive God’s transformational glory, but we also connect directly to God’s ultimate vehicle for delivering truth directly from the source, the Holy Spirit. The truth thus delivered is God’s Living WORD, which supersedes the written word. In other words, we can either choose to filter the Spirit’s Living WORD through the limited perceptual framework of the written word, long tainted by man’s religious mindset, OR we can choose to filter the written word through the Spirit’s Living WORD, sent to each man and woman’s heart, directly from God. This is actually, according to the scriptures, what Jesus told us should be the case, for he said he would send God’s Holy Spirit to “guide you into all truth” (John ).
January 1984 – I’m now living in a rented house and have arranged to have my children visit me regularly. However, my heart is troubled by the facts. My wife called me one day, asking if there were any natural cures for genital herpes. She contracted a lifelong, very severe case of herpes from her now ex-boyfriend (thank God I never slept with her after she was unfaithful!). My oldest, Zoe, has confided in me that she misses her mom praying with them at bedtime. When I raised this issue with Cindy, I assumed she would start praying with them again, but instead, she refuses and gets very angry, telling me it’s none of my business.
It’s early January and I’m living in Canyon, BC, just
outside of Creston, with spectacular scenery all around, including a 2000 foot
canyon wall rising up to the left of my rented home. One evening,
as all this was weighing heavy on my mind, after having sought God’s help all
day, I go for a moonlight walk on the snow covered road. Along the way I
begin to sense God’s presence and I continue praying. Suddenly, I begin
to see my whole life flash before my eyes, like an extremely fast, fast-forwarded
movie. What was most amazing about that experience was God saying to me
repeatedly, as important events flew by, “I was there… and I was
there”. I realized that most of those scenes, such as when I
started that commune in
March to September 1984 – Unable to stay in Canada (my wife, who was my sponsor,
now refused to continue sponsoring me) and nearly destitute, I return to the US
in March and head for Baltimore where my family lives, certain I’ll be able to
find work there. Along the way God speaks to me and tells me not to go to
I stop in
For the first time in their history, the Migrant and
Association made new rules to accommodate me, offering to pay my tuition and a
stipend if I can find a suitable school. There are no computer schools in
WV so I go to look in
Summer 1985 –
During the ’84-’85 school year God begins to show me the importance of
Principles. During meditations I see that one of the laws of electricity,
Ohm’s Law, is actually a spiritual principle outlining the relationship between
God, man’s will and the power that is generated by lowering one’s resistance to
God’s will. It has profound implications. This is the beginning of
my meditations on principles for
I’ve been working two jobs and taking 18 credit hours so I decide to take a well deserved vacation during the Memorial Day weekend and go to the beach. The very first day I leave my stuff in the car to go swimming. When I return, my window is smashed in, several hundred dollars has been taken from my pocket and my briefcase is gone. In my briefcase I had the originals of my journal and the principles it contained. There were no copies. I decide that if it was truly God’s will that I learn to meditate to hear his Living WORD and my journal is full of that WORD, then those papers are vital to the furtherance of the work God called me to do. I prayed a prayer that went something like this, “God, I know you are real and that my journal and its principles are vital to establishing these communities. Therefore, if you want me to carry on, if you want to make it known to others that I am indeed doing your will and speaking the truth, then I am going to expect that somehow you will return those papers to me”. I gave the police my number and address and left it in God’s hands.
Months later I got a call from one of the policemen. He asked if I wanted the papers that were in my briefcase. I then asked him how they were retrieved. He told me that he was hiking around a lake and came across this briefcase that floated to shore. There was nothing inside but papers but after reading some of them he realized they might be important. You see, he was a born again Christian too.
1986 to 1994 – During this eight year period I start and run two different computer businesses. The first is successful, at least until the computer industry meltdown in the late 80’s.
1995 to 1996 – The Internet begins to emerge in 1993 and I decide that
the Internet is exactly what God revealed to me in my 1984 vision. So I
try to find books to read about how to become an ISP (Internet Services
Provider) but there are no such books yet. I realize that to
establish my own Internet business I’m going to need a lot of study and planning
1996 to 2002 –
It turns out that
However, when I first meet with Dave Pancake at the Romney Development and Planning Commission I had that same KNOWING happen…. I knew I could do it and it was going to happen, regardless of the obstacles (of which there were many). Another major obstacle was a total unfamiliarity with setting up the CSU/DSU’s to interface between the telco’s T1 and my router and Internet servers. I eventually talked the telephone company into buying our $8,000 equipment as a tax write off, convincing them of the opportunity for dramatically increasing the number of phone lines sales. After I had all the equipment and was at a total loss as to how to get it all to communicate with one another, I setup a booth at a local country fair to tell people about the launch of our new Internet services. A lady befriended us and later came by to tell us her friend could help. He just happened to be visiting and had already setup equipment for two other ISP’s. We were introduced and he agreed to do the job for just room and board. It took him at least a week of day and night work to get it all up and running. Finally, in order to provide the cash flow to see us through the first few months of operations, when cash would be scarce, I offered a deep discount to those who paid for a full year’s service up front.
I eventually sold the business around the end of 2002. There were three competitors who were interested in buying. I decided to sell to the highest bidder. But the owner turned out to be a crook with a history of cheating ISP’s. I was cheated out of half of the original agreed upon price of $60,000 by a last minute contract change that seemed innocuous. The loss of $30,000 of the sales price leaves me financially strapped. When the IRS came down on me and demanded $35,000 in taxes, I was ruined (my CPA lost her father and had a nervous break down, failing to do my taxes for 2000 until October 2001; unlike other years, where I made a decent salary, paid all my bills but didn’t owe much in taxes, 2000 and 2001 proved to be very profitable years; the money I normally set aside for taxes proved to be far short of expectations and now I owed $35,000 in back taxes for those two profitable years!).
April 1997 – I had a very powerful prophetic dream regarding the woman I would eventually marry, Vonda Williams. I knew this because of the power of God’s presence, which caused me to wake suddenly. I was surrounded by that “peace that passes all understanding” and felt that “joy unspeakable” in my heart. Unbeknownst to me at the time of my dream, Vonda would succumb to a bug induced viral infection just 5 months after the dream, in September of 1997. This viral infection would inflame her brain, putting her in a coma for two months. She fought back from the brink of death, only to find her self wheel chair bound and unable to speak. The doctor’s told her she’d never walk again, but she proved them wrong and after 5 years began to walk with the aid of canes! You can read about how God helped us to find one another and then worked miracles to remove many obstacles, by going to this webpage: http://www.3circles.net/testimony
July to October 2003 – I use my Internet expertise to land a state contract job
that pays $55 an hour, moving all the states websites from old Windows NT
servers to the newer Windows 2000 Advanced Server. However,
although I still had my car and enough money to buy gas and food, I didn’t have
enough to stay at a hotel. I wouldn’t see my first check for 4 or 5
weeks. So I decided to live in my car until I got my first check.
Then I moved my old RV down to
November 2003 to September 2004 – My contracted state job ended October, 2003. I found employment soon after, at Lowe’s Nursery department, but it wouldn’t start till mid-February, 2004. In between, during December, January and early February, I wrote a book based on Matthew chapter 13. This chapter was an answer to many years of prayer about why it’s so much harder for someone poor to get free of debt or launch a successful business. I gave it the title, “$ecret$ - 12 Principles of Prosperity for Spiritual Entrepreneurs”. The subtitle is even more descriptive: “Twenty Years of Meditation Uncovers God’s Totally Awesome & Unique Principles For Breaking The Rich/Poor Barrier & Creating Families That Endure.” You can find out more about the book by going to this link: http://www.3circles.net/dream/biz/home.htm.
No need to buy the book if you decide to become a
October to December 2004 – I met Vonda online, at Christian Café, a Christian dating site, at about the same time I started a new job with FEMA (mid-October). FEMA hired me as a Research writer assisting with disseminating info about what FEMA was doing to help with a large WV flood. The job was temporary, being tied to flood relief and scheduled to end just before Christmas. God worked plenty of miracles to make it possible for Vonda and I to find one another; for me to get the money needed to travel to Tennessee and setup home; and for me to convince all of Vonda’s family that this was indeed God’s will. You can read all about it here: http://www.3circles.net/testimony.
January 2005 to 2009 – Vonda and I married legally on January 13, and then
spiritually with her family members and friends on
Pardon me while I digress a bit, but I think it’s vitally important that I take a few minutes to reach out to those of you who consider your self “called, chosen and faithful” (from Revelations 17:14 “These shall make war with the Lamb, and the Lamb shall overcome them: for he is Lord of lords, and King of kings: and they that are with him are called, and chosen, and faithful”).
Over these past 4+ years with Vonda I’ve continued to receive revelations from God regarding the Church, the Bible, Christian history, and some really amazing understandings about things I thought I already knew or had never questioned. For instance, I’ve discovered that the New Testament is NOT what everyone thinks it is (it is NOT the 27 books in the bible we call the New Testament). This fact is irrefutably stated in the Bible itself but conveniently overlooked by everyone, including myself up until about 2006.
Also I came to a realization that Christian leaders have, for at least 16 centuries (and probably longer) chosen to sit at the feet of other men in order to learn about God, choosing the reward of credentialed acknowledgement by their institutions of “higher learning”, rather than obeying Jesus Christ who told us clearly we have no need of other men to teach us the things of God. Jesus told us he sent the Holy Spirit, to lead us into all truth.
Here is another shocking truth I learned more recently (2008). ALL the references to scripture in the New Testament are references to the Old Testament scriptures. The “new testament” letters were NOT considered scripture by their authors or those who read their works during the first few centuries following the death of Jesus Christ. As with contemporary writings today, which are not afforded the same degree of reverence as the classics of old, the “new testament” writers used “scriptures” to refer exclusively to the ancient scriptures of the Jews (our Old Testament contains most of those same scriptures).
In the Bible’s New Testament there is not one use of the word “scripture” or “scriptures” referring to the New Testament letters written by Paul, Peter, John, etc. Do a search for yourself, and read every passage where either the word scripture or scriptures is used. Out of 52 references, there is only one that could even remotely be construed to assign the word scripture to the New Testament books. The passage is from 2 Peter 3:16, where Peter states, “As also in all his epistles, speaking in them of these things; in which are some things hard to be understood, which they that are unlearned and unstable wrest, as they do also the other scriptures, unto their own destruction”. However, interpreting this passage to mean that all “new testament” writings were considered scripture and given the same reverence would be wrong.
Remember, Paul was a “Pharisee of Pharisees” by his own admission. And as such, he was very familiar with the scriptures, including, as we see in his writings today, many references to the Old Testament scriptures. So, what are the “other scriptures” Peter refers to? Is it Paul’s other letters as we are told today? No, because the context of that statement, “speaking IN them [in Paul’s epistles, his other letters] of these things [prophetic references to the coming messiah, Jesus, found throughout the scriptures]; in which are some things hard to be understood, which they that are unlearned and unstable wrest, as they do also the other scriptures”, refers to the many scriptural passages in the Old Testament that Paul quoted in his other letters. Paul’s many other references to “scripture” or “scriptures” proves my point, for if in all the other 51 references he uses those words to describe Old Testament passages (which is extremely clear) then in this one passage Peter's reference to “the other scriptures” must also be the other Old Testament scriptures, especially the one's Paul references in his other letters.
The significance of this is in seeing how the Catholic Church’s canonization process, which took place over three centuries after the death of the original apostles, involved not only their decisions to deny canonization of books considered inspired by almost everyone else for three centuries, but also their decision to give to the Apostles letters more importance than the Apostles themselves ascribed to them, teaching that they are also scripture.
But let us not abandon reason. Is it not natural during the lifetime of the founders of any religion, that their writings are not assigned the importance they latter take on? As time goes by and less and less is remembered in terms of the writer’s common frailty as human beings, their writings are eventually referred to as not just inspired but “sacred”. And with the passage of more time, their writings are considered “God breathed”, being the very words of God. This process is evident in the “new testament” books if we read them with an open mind.
Today’s Christian leaders are not taught how to meditate nor is it mandatory for them to take classes on the art of being still. These so-called men of God have been trained to be modern day Pharisees. They are unable to receive of God’s spirit of truth, God’s Living WORD, because they are so preoccupied and focused on the written word about the WORD. Like the Pharisees of old, they know about God, but they truly do not KNOW God. If they knew God, their focus would be on the Spirit of God rather than on the letter. It is their pre-disposition towards erudition and arguments over each letter of the Bible that kills the very Spirit for which they profess to be an expert. Paul said it so very clearly, “[God] has made us able ministers of the new testament; not of the letter, but of the spirit: for the letter kills, but the spirit gives life (II Cor. 3:6).
So I have come to this inevitable conclusion, that today’s Christian leaders know almost nothing of God outside of what they have read and been taught by other men. Abraham had no Bible, no Talmud, no scriptures of any kind, and he had no teacher. So how could he hear the word of God? It is obvious he did not hear it by reading the written word of God. He heard it by hearing the Living WORD of God. According to the Bible, Abraham was one of the greatest men of faith. And it was that faith which allowed him to believe in God’s Holy Spirit. I do not believe that the Holy Spirit only came with Jesus but rather, I believe the Holy Spirit has always been there to teach and to impart God’s Living WORD… for all who had the faith to listen, who would take the time to hear what God had to say.
This is the Spirit-Centered life, and it goes hand in hand
with knowing how to “Abide in Christ”. There is a deep mystery
here. Jesus promised to those who learned to abide in him the same
oneness with the Father that he experienced (read John and 21). If Christians understood the
importance of meditation and abiding in Christ there would be no disunity, nor would there be a lack of
love. These divisions within the Church flow naturally from men who
“Have a form of Godliness, but deny the power thereof [the Spirit]… For the
Jesus told us the Scribes and Pharisees knew not how to
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