That young lady Kim reminded me of a joke. I was standing and a midget ran between my legs and started throwing punches. I tell you I get no respect.
Back to the valleys of dry bones and the blood of the children that flows from the altars onto the ground. My Father gave me 3 gifts, His spirit His life and He gave me 5 TALENTS. To interpret the prophets of Old all the way back to when he created Me.
I give a 100% of my Talents to my Wife, Family and Susan, to others I give 50 percent of my Talent to others I give nothing. Because they are dead anyway. Let the Dead bury the Dead. You ever hang around a dead person they stink to high heaven like the fires of Sodom and Gomorrah. The fires and the smoke drifted into the heavens. It stunk in my nose like a bloated body on the combat fields.
I have these words for years we need prayer warriors. Self help books on how to pray ect. My Father did not create me to send Western Union telegrams or prostate myself on the ground all day long. You might as well hold hands with the Muslims. They are good at prostrating themselves 5 times a day.
I simply talk to my Father and cut out the middleman, A-DAM at the altars. I have him on speed dial and on the emergency channels.
But if you feel the need to prostate yourself to man then you can choose any of the 7 religions of the world they all make you kneel before them. I knew this 3500 yrs ago. I quit kneeling it wore out my kneecaps and I had to buy knew pants all the time. It gets expensive. Not to be left out I was wearing out my che chonies.
I asked my Father the other day to explain to me how the gods of 7 men 7 religions travel thousands of years and miles to be able to arrive before my eyes in 2019. He told me to look up into the atmosphere and what did I see. They never left your eyes their lies is the gravity that you feel surrounding you everyday. Lies are like magnets, the same lies attract each other lies, opposites truth’s repel lies.
14 From men which are thy hand, Father, from men of the world, which have their portion in this life, and whose belly thou fillest with thy hid treasure: they are full of children, and leave the rest of their substance to their babes.
15 As for Susan, I will behold thy face in righteousness: I shall be satisfied, when I awake, with thy likeness.
The other links you should have on your computer.
Ancient Hebrew Alphabet: 2500 BC.
In case you forgot here is a picture of my Father;
Here is a picture of me;
Ron died along time ago in another world. He calls me a Son now.
No one knows where I am buried it is gone from memory
My name is not GOD, LORD, JESUS, and I sure is as Heck not from Texas.
IAM sent me to You
Old Texas Rattlesnake