We are not saved by works, but if your faith does not change you to abstain from evil works and do good works then your faith is vain and you are not saved!
Not saved by works
Ephesians 2:8-9 “For by grace are ye saved through faith; and that not of yourselves: it is the gift of God: Not of works, lest any man should boast.”
Titus 3:5 “Not by works of righteousness which we have done, but according to his mercy he saved us, by the washing of regeneration, and renewing of the Holy Ghost;”
Faith without works is dead
James 2:18 “Yea, a man may say, Thou hast faith, and I have works: shew me thy faith without thy works, and I will shew thee my faith by my works.
19 Thou believest that there is one God; thou doest well: the devils also believe, and tremble.
20 But wilt thou know, O vain man, that faith without works is dead?
21 Was not Abraham our father justified by works, when he had offered Isaac his son upon the altar?
22 Seest thou how faith wrought with his works, and by works was faith made perfect?
23 And the scripture was fulfilled which saith, Abraham believed God, and it was imputed unto him for righteousness: and he was called the Friend of God.
24 Ye see then how that by works a man is justified, and not by faith only.
25 Likewise also was not Rahab the harlot justified by works, when she had received the messengers, and had sent them out another way?
26 For as the body without the spirit is dead, so faith without works is dead also.”
Jesus will say He “Never” knew those who do not do certain good works with pure hearts
Matthew 7:21 Not every one that saith unto me, Lord, Lord, shall enter into the kingdom of heaven; but he that doeth the will of my Father which is in heaven.
22 Many will say to me in that day, Lord, Lord, have we not prophesied in thy name? and in thy name have cast out devils? and in thy name done many wonderful works?
23 And then will I profess unto them, I never knew you: depart from me, ye that work iniquity.”
These people will not lose their salvation! Jesus said “I NEVER knew you! That means they were never saved!
Matthew 25:41 “Then shall he say also unto them on the left hand, Depart from me, ye cursed, into everlasting fire, prepared for the devil and his angels:
42 For I was an hungred, and ye gave me no meat: I was thirsty, and ye gave me no drink:
43 I was a stranger, and ye took me not in: naked, and ye clothed me not: sick, and in prison, and ye visited me not.
44 Then shall they also answer him, saying, Lord, when saw we thee an hungred, or athirst, or a stranger, or naked, or sick, or in prison, and did not minister unto thee?
45 Then shall he answer them, saying, Verily I say unto you, Inasmuch as ye did it not to one of the least of these, ye did it not to me.
46 And these shall go away into everlasting punishment: but the righteous into life eternal.”
Notice: this is speaking of helping Christians in these ways not drug addicts and drunkards. We are to visit the Christians who are in jail for passing out tracts in Wal-Mart and wittnessing to women outside of abortion clinics, etc.
We are to feed and clothe Christians more than the lost. Too often churches help the lost, but forget the saved.
People who do certain evil works will not go to heaven
1 Corinthians 6:9 “Know ye not that the unrighteous shall not inherit the kingdom of God? Be not deceived: neither fornicators, nor idolaters, nor adulterers, nor effeminate, nor abusers of themselves with mankind,
10 Nor thieves, nor covetous, nor drunkards, nor revilers, nor extortioners, shall inherit the kingdom of God.”
People who do these things have never been saved! It does not matter if they said a prayer, believed the facts about Jesus correctly, go to church or anything else. If they do any of these evil works then they have never been saved, because they have never truly repented!
You cannot use Grace as a license to sin, like some members of my own family do.
How Dad raised us
My Dad homeschooled and raised my brother and I to be very strict and holy Independent Fundamental Baptist.
He taught us to obey God and not men.
He taught us to never compromise or change from God’s Truth, but to suffer the loss of all things, and die for Christ if need be.
We were raised to endure persecution as soldiers and die as martyrs!
Then suddenly when we were teenagers he began to try to change us.
He had always quoted the Bible verse Proverbs 22:6 “Train up a child in the way he should go: and when he is old, he will not depart from it.”
Then he suddenly began to change it by saying “Train up a child in the way he should NOT go and when he is old he will not depart from it.”
He started trying to tell us that certain sins were not really that bad. He started taking God’s Name in vain and throwing his Bible at times. My brother and I firmly stood against him on these things, but we just thought he was backslidden. We did not yet know that he was really a wolf in sheep’s clothing.
It was too late for Dad to change us. I was already saved and completely committed to God. My brother thought he was saved, and was very strict. He ended up truly getting saved, when he was 22 after Dad left.
Dad even tried to convince me that NAZI’s weren’t so bad!
An incident happened when I was about 22 years old that completely shocked me and turned my whole world upside down!
All my life both of my parents had taught me very strictly against any kind of racism and anti-Semitism.
My Mother comes from a long line of Northern Holiness preachers who were abolitionists, and some of her family died in the Civil war fighting for the North. I grew up watching lots of movies about the underground railroad, and the civil rights movement. Some of my Mother’s heroes that I inherited are Rosa Parks, Grandma Moses, and Sojourner Truth.
She also loves Corrie Ten Boom and she passed that down to me as well. I watched the Hiding place for the first time when I was 5 years old.
I was spoon-fed a love for Jews and African Americans, and a hatred for Nazism and all racism from birth.
Growing up, I saw my Dad take open public stands against Anti-Semitism and racism!
He had joined a conservative political group once and during one of the meetings one of the leaders started speaking against the Jews. My Dad took a strong stand that night and rebuked those people. He then left that group, and we never had anything else to do with them.
In addition, Dad voted for Allen Keys for President, and got into an argument with a guy at church, who said he did not want someone who wasn’t white to be President.
These were some of the times in my life when my Dad was my hero. He had stood for what was right, and I was very proud of him.
When I was about 22 years old I wrote a blog post fully exposing that the Catholic Church and the Jesuits had Assassinated President Lincoln, and had fully backed the NAZI’s during the Holocaust. When Hitler died a Spanish newspaper said speaking of Hitler that a “Favorite son of the church” had died. (Yes, it is true that some Jews were hidden under the Vatican, but those Jews had converted to Catholicism. The Catholic church always plays both sides, so no matter who wins they can try to manipulate the situation to make themselves look good.)
After I wrote that, my Dad came to me and informed me that he had an Aunt by marriage that had been a NAZI and that her Dad had died as a NAZI in WWII.
I knew that this Aunt and her Mother had come from Germany after WWII. But I had always been told that they “Escaped” from Germany after her father had died. No one in the family had ever said he was a NAZI. They had said that she had been in Hitler’s Youth, but I thought that was a Concentration camp. And in particular I thought it was the concentration camp where they had the children put on a play to fool the Allied Forces into believing that the children were well taken care of and happy. Which was a total lie. They were starved, worked to death, and murdered, just as much as the adults were.
I honestly had no idea that Hitler’s Youth was basically his ROTC program!
I honestly grew up believing that this Aunt and her family were German Jews, had suffered in Concentration camps, that her Dad had been killed in a concentration camp, and that her and her Mother had been liberated by the Allied Forces and allowed refuge in America.
As much as I had been raised to literally despise Nazism and any other form of racism, I never considered any other possibility of who that Aunt and her family were.
Then I write a really good blog post standing against the evils of NAZIsm, and my Dad comes to me and tells me that my Aunt is a NAZI, and I should like Nazis and not be so hard on them. He never said that she repented of those evil beliefs, he did not seem ashamed of it either, he actually seemed proud of it.
I was in so much shock, I just walked away from him and went to my bedroom and shut the door.
I never removed the blog post, until I had to take down the whole site after I got sick and could no longer pay for it. And I have never changed my stance against NAZIsm, which I now believe may be part of the reason why I was poisoned.
Keep reading. I have much more damaging evidence recently discovered that members of my own family turned me into the Jesuits causing the Jesuit General to officially order my death, and then I was poisoned at work.
Dad also started trying to bring in Catholic Doctrine
Dad had started a church in our house, but he could not get it to grow. Dad wanted to quit being the Pastor and give the Pastorate to my brother.
However at that time, we believed that a Pastor had to be married, because the Bible says a pastor must be the husband of one wife. (God has now taught us that it means that if a Pastor is married he can only have one wife, because the Apostle Paul was not married.)
Therefore, my brother told my Dad that he could not be the Pastor, because he was not married. Dad tried to tell him that he was married to Christ, so that counted.
When Dad said that it shocked us both. We knew that was a false Catholic doctrine, because Dad had taught us that was a false Catholic doctrine! We are not married to Christ yet we are only engaged to Him. My brother still refused to be the Pastor of the church, and Dad dropped the subject.
Then the Jesuit showed up at my work
Not long after all this a Jesuit showed up at my work and started asking me with questions concerning Catholic doctrine.
I had been working there for 3 years and had never seen this guy before. I did not start this conversation, he came up and started talking to me.
I was nice to him and answered all his questions according to the Bible. Most of the questions had to do with Mary.
He did not say he was a Jesuit, but I knew he was by the way he talked and by his argumentative tactics.
My Dad had had me study the Jesuits and how to refute them all through High School. He even made the book “The Secret History of the Jesuits” my 11th grade History Book.
Soon After That I was Poisoned At Work
For the next 15 years I suffered terribly with seizures and other neurological problems due to mercury poisoning, until God finally fully healed me last year in October 2021.
It took us about 12 years to figure out that my problem was Mercury poisoning.
I also had stage 4 Lymphoma cancer that had spread to my liver. I also had a very small tumor on my pituitary gland. This kind of lymphoma cancer runs in my family. My Grandmother on my Dad’s side died of it when I was only 6 years old. So we knew the cancer was genetic.
However, the doctors were completely baffled at my severe cognitive problems. The cancer did not explain that. I did a lot of natural treatments including DMSO and the cancer, seizures, cognitive problems were all gone after about 5 years.
Later I was poisoned again at another job.
I was completely well for a year. During which time I started working at a retail store. They began to remodel the store and brought in some temporary workers to help with the remodel. One of the temporary workers had also worked with me at the factory where I had been poisoned at about 6 years earlier, but I never suspected that they had anything to do with me being poisoned.
One night while they were still working there I started eating lunch. Suddenly I got a terrible pressure pain in my head and then blood started pouring out of my mouth. I ran to the bathroom and started trying to use cold water to stop the bleeding, but it would not stop. I prayed and God stopped the bleeding. I felt dizzy and I was concerned that I had had a stroke, but nothing was going numb. I decided to go over to pharmacy to check my blood pressure. So I literally ran to pharmacy checked my blood pressure and it was low like 60/35 or something. I did not want to cause a scene and go to the hospital and have to miss work, so I prayed that God would make me feel better so I could go back to work.
He did. I was able to finish my shift that night, but over the next few days all of my neurological and cognitive problems came back. Over the next 9 years I continually struggled with seizures and other problems. All the natural stuff I did especially the DMSO helped but did not cure my seizures this time. The damage was too severe. My doctor tried to put me on many different conventional seizure medication, but they all made me worse. So he took me off of them.
I continued researching trying to figure out what was causing my problems
For awhile we thought maybe it was Mad Cow disease, and the DMSO had been treating it well enough to keep me alive. Mad Cow disease will cause younger people to have the severe cognitive problems like I had struggled with.
There is no conventional cure for mad cow disease, but there is sound therapy that will kill the disease and Apple Cider vinegar, and DMSO have both shown some promise in being effective against it. So I started using sound therapy and apple cider vinegar, but they did not completely stop my symptoms either. After about 2 years I started looking for what else it could be.
That is when I learned about Mercury poisoning.
The symptoms of Mad Cow disease and Mercury poisoning are very similar.
However, usually one of the first symptoms of Mercury poisoning is hallucinations. A person does not start having hallucinations with Mad Cow disease until they are almost dead.
My very first symptom 15 years ago was hallucinations. I was working after lunch and I heard the candy on the line say “Get me, get me get me, before the machine does.” I started to put my hand too close to the blades of that machine to grab the candy, when suddenly I heard a man’s voice say “Dixie, NO!” (Dixie is my middle name and what I went by for many years.)
When I heard that, I immediately woke up and jerked my hand back. I was so afraid I was going to get in trouble. I looked around to see who had hollered at me, and who was going to holler at me even more and write me up. There was no one around, except the young guy I was training, and he was down at the end not paying any attention. I knew he had not hollered at me. He ended up getting fired a few days later for not returning from break and getting smart with the boss.
To this day, I believe God hollered at me and saved my right hand that day.
So, I went back to my doctor and showed him what I had found out about Mercury poisoning. He said he could not really test for it, because it had been so long that it would no longer be in my blood, it had attached to my nervous system. But he could just start treating me for it, and see if it helps. He began to do an intravenous chelation, and I started taking zeolite and eating certain foods and juices like black beans and spinach juice to help get the Mercury out of my system. After about a year all my symptoms were gone except some anxiety and some light seizures.
My doctor said the seizures may not ever completely go away because of the damage that had been done.
I began praying even more for a miracle, but then I started thinking that maybe it was not God’s will for me to be healed because of the prophecy in Zechariah 3:1-10 of Satan standing at my right hand hindering me.
1 “And he shewed me Joshua the high priest standing before the angel of the LORD, and Satan standing at his right hand to resist him.
2 And the LORD said unto Satan, The LORD rebuke thee, O Satan; even the LORD that hath chosen Jerusalem rebuke thee: is not this a brand plucked out of the fire?
3 Now Joshua was clothed with filthy garments, and stood before the angel.
4 And he answered and spake unto those that stood before him, saying, Take away the filthy garments from him. And unto him he said, Behold, I have caused thine iniquity to pass from thee, and I will clothe thee with change of raiment.
5 And I said, Let them set a fair mitre upon his head. So they set a fair mitre upon his head, and clothed him with garments. And the angel of the LORD stood by.
6 And the angel of the LORD protested unto Joshua, saying,
7 Thus saith the LORD of hosts; If thou wilt walk in my ways, and if thou wilt keep my charge, then thou shalt also judge my house, and shalt also keep my courts, and I will give thee places to walk among these that stand by.
8 Hear now, O Joshua the high priest, thou, and thy fellows that sit before thee: for they are men wondered at: for, behold, I will bring forth my servant the BRANCH.
9 For behold the stone that I have laid before Joshua; upon one stone shall be seven eyes: behold, I will engrave the graving thereof, saith the LORD of hosts, and I will remove the iniquity of that land in one day.
10 In that day, saith the LORD of hosts, shall ye call every man his neighbour under the vine and under the fig tree.”
There in verse 1 where it says that Satan was at my right hand to hinder me, I thought it meant that Satan was going to continually try to hinder me from serving God, and I just had to always fight through it and serve God anyway. I also thought that the way he was hindering me was through the mercury poisoning and the health problems caused by it. So, I thought it was not God’s will to heal me.
Around the first of October I was reading this passage again, and God showed me that this was only talking about Satan trying to hinder me from getting saved, not anything else. Well, I got saved when I was 12 years old, so that is already past.
(Satan did try to hinder me from getting saved. I was very angry with God for a few years after my Grandmother died on my Dad’s side. I am the only granddaughter, so we were very close. I was only 6 years old, when she died of cancer.
However, God was able to remove my anger from me, and I got saved at the age of 12.
God showed me that it was His will to heal me, because he had given me Zeolite which safely removes mercury from the body, before I even started having seizures. I was just having some cognitive problems at that time.
God also reminded me that I do have power over the Devil through the Name of Jesus. I do not have to allow him to hinder me. Jesus said not to rejoice that we have power over the Devil, but He never said not to use it.
After I realized all of this, I asked Aquila to anoint me with oil and pray over me for full healing from the mercury poisoning and effects. We also told the Devil to go away in the Name of Jesus and that he could no longer hinder me in any way from serving God.
When Aquila anointed me with oil and we prayed, God immediately healed me in October 2021. I have not had any more of those problems.
As I mentioned above, I had started taking zeolite for a few weeks very earlier on after I started having hallucinations and before I started having the seizures. I had wondered if maybe the Jesuits had poisoned me with something. A woman at work had even asked me if I thought that maybe I had been poisoned.
So I started taking zeolite, which removes all poisons, heavy metals, cancer, and viruses from the body. It will remove just about anything from the body that is not supposed to be in there.
It helped a lot and I was feeling much better, but it was a new thing and very expensive. I thought I could not afford it, so I stopped taking it. Now that I am well, I know that I could have afforded it, I just thought I could not, because my mind was not working right at the time. If I had continued taking the zeolite back then, I may never have started having seizures, and I may never have gotten that sick.
Since God had provided me with the zeolite at that time, I do not believe it was God’s perfect will for me to ever get as sick as I did.
It is God’s job to provide for our needs, but it is our job to recognize and make use of that provision.
I pray everyday that I never miss God’s provision like that again.
Dad wanted to Euthanize me
When I first got sick I suffered from severe cognitive failure, where at times I did not even know my own name. One day I heard Dad talking to Mom saying he wanted to Euthanize me. He even said “How long do you allow someone to live, if they don’t know anything”?
This was a huge betrayal to me. For 2 years from about the ages of 20-21 my Dad had worked closely with me trying to save the life of Terri Schiavo, who sadly ended up being euthanized in 2005.
During those 2 years my Dad and I bonded like never before. Many times he would come home from work and I would get up from the computer where I had been working on Terri’s case. Then he would sit down, I would sit on his knee, and we would work on her case together.
He taught me all the Biblical and Constitutional arguments against Euthanasia, and he taught me how to write those arguments out, post them on my website, and send them out to any government officials who might be able to save her life.
From the age of 12, he had taught me how to fight against abortion the same way. Me sitting on his knee while he taught me how to be a voice for the voiceless.
Now I had just heard my Pro-Life hero say that he wanted to euthanize me!
A flood of adrenalin hit me, and my body went into flight and fight mode! I immediately downloaded and filled out a legal document call a “Will to Live.” Stating that I in no way ever wanted to be euthanized or “allowed to die.” I also designated my brother as my legal guardian in the “Will to Live.”
Canada had offered Terri Schiavo asylum, if someone could have gotten her there. Therefore, I told my brother that if I got bad enough and Dad started to take legal steps to euthanize me, then he was take me in my car and get me to Canada and beg for asylum. One of the last things I ever said to my brother, with a look of fear and desperation in my eyes, before I completely lost my cognitive abilities was “Don’t let them kill me!” He promised me he wouldn’t.
Soon after that I did completely lose all awareness and recognition of anyone. There are about 5 days I still have no memory of. My Mom and my brother have told me that I slept most of that time, and they were very careful not to let Dad know that my mind was gone. At the end of those 5 days I woke up in the middle of the night, and I started dying. Jesus asked me if I wanted to live and I said “Yes.”
The next morning when I woke up my mind was much better, and ironically that evening it was my Dad who came home with a supplement called DMSO. That ended up curing my cancer, restoring my cognitive abilities, and controlling my seizures.
So, it would seem that Dad saved my life, but in light of what I just heard from my cousin a few weeks ago, I wonder if Dad really meant to save my life, or if was he just being a Catholic Jesuit playing both sides and covering his tracks.
Over the next 15 years I struggled a lot with seizures, mini strokes, and anxiety. I did not want to live that way, so I was determined to get fully well! I continuously looked for anything that would cure me. I did hyperbaric oxygen, chelation, sound frequency therapy, specialized diets, different supplements, and we anointed me with oil and prayed for healing a lot. Finally one day in October 2021, God fully healed me when again my brother anointed me with oil and prayed over me.
What my cousin told me a few weeks ago
One of my cousins on my Dad’s side has also had some problems with the Catholic church. His daughter was given food that she is highly allergic to by a Catholic woman.
A few weeks ago this cousin dropped a bomb shell on me when he just up and said “I reconciled our family with the Catholic church.” And they gave me a gift of $70,000 for peace.
I said “What do you mean you reconciled our family with the Catholic Church? When was anyone in our family ever involved with the Catholic church? We were raised Baptist! And what are you doing taking money from the Catholic church? That is a trap!” (We have always supposedly been Baptist since our Grandparents made professions of faith in the early 60s right before my Dad was born.)
Then he began to backtrack and say “I didn’t really reconcile with them. I just agreed to make peace with them and accepted the money. They gave me the $70,000 over a 6 month period and I cleaned it by charging them really high prices for food through my Door Dash business.”
I said “So wait a minute, you had to clean the money? So it was illegal money?
He then tried to backtrack again by saying it wasn’t illegal money, he just cleaned it by putting it in tax shelters and investing it.
I then told him “You know I find that number $70,000 to be very interesting because that is the exact amount of money that Dad spread a rumor around that Mom had after he left. Mom never had $70,000. If she had we would not have lost the house and lived in a tent for a while after Dad left. Apparently you and Dad are in some kind of illegal activity with something to do with the Catholic church. And you two have betrayed us by making some kind of pact with the Catholic church against us, because you took money from them. You don’t ever make an agreement with and take money from someone evil like that! You know the Catholic church has been trying to kill my brother and I for years!
He then said that we could make peace with the Catholic church too, “Just tell them what family your from.” My jaw hit the floor! And I was like “Are you out of your mind? There is no way that we will ever deny our faith, bow to Rome, and go crawling and begging the Catholic church for peace! We would die first! You have told us everything we need to know! You have denied your faith, betrayed us, and joined yourself to the whore of Revelation 17! We are completely cutting off all communication from you, because you have made an agreement with Rome, and we can no longer trust you with our lives!” We will pray for your soul that you get saved!
I now believe that my Dad and my cousin are involved in some kind of organized crime.
When I was about 19 I started working my first job, and of course a lot of young guys at work started showing interest in me. Most of them I was able to run off very quickly by just asking them some doctrinal questions.
I was talking to my Dad one day about some guy that ran off real fast when I brought up the Bible, and my Dad said “Well if you ever have any trouble with any guys just tell them that your Dad has ties to the Arkansas Mafia. He laughed when he said it, so I thought he was joking. I had never heard of an Arkansas Mafia, I thought he made it up.
However, after Dad left a few years later my brother told me about something that he saw when he was 16. That made me think that maybe Dad was not joking.
What my brother saw when he was 16
When my brother was 16 years old he walked out of his room and froze in terror, because he was afraid that if Dad saw him at that moment Dad would kill him, so he quickly went back into his room.
When my brother walked out of his room that day he saw Dad with blue medical gloves on doing something with a bag of white stuff. He also saw the door bell sound box taken apart on the coffee table, so apparently that is where Dad had been hiding the bag of white stuff. My brother said nothing about it for years until after Dad left, then he told our Mother and me. To this day we believe it was a bag of some kind of drugs.
About 2 Decades later in 2021 I asked my Grandad about Dad ever being involved in drugs
Early in 2021 I called my Grandad and told him about what Aquila had seen Dad doing almost 20 years earlier at age 16. My Grandad seemed nervous and said “I cannot say rather your Dad has ever been involved in drugs or not.”
What Grandad said to my brother the next time my brother called him
A few months later Grandad caught Corona virus and was in the hospital in California. He was in his 80s so we knew it could be serious. We called him to check on him and as soon as Grandad heard my brother say “Hi Grandad” he said, “Your not dead yet? Your not dead yet? Your not dead yet”? And his voice became angrier each time he said it.
My brother said, “No Grandad I’m not dead.” Then my brother told him about a semi that had pulled out from a stop sign and tried to hit us earlier that day, and that it would have hit on my side, so I was the one in more danger of being killed. At that point Grandad kind of went crazy. He got defensive and started saying that he had not been anywhere around us, and that he had been in the hospital. My brother had not said anything about Grandad having anything to do with that Semi trying to hit us that day. He just simply told him about it.
Then Grandad started talking about the Semi that had hit my brother over a decade earlier when he was driving my car. Then my brother said “Grandad I’m not talking about what happened years ago. I’m talking about what happened today.
Someone tried to kill your only granddaughter today. We were just driving down the highway and this semi just pulled out and tried to hit us. I had to swerve and hit the gas to get away from him.
Then Grandad said, “Well, what does it matter if someone tries to kill her or anyone else”?
At that point we were both shocked and scared. I told my brother to not say anything he would regret, because God would kill Grandad soon in order to protect us from him. My brother quickly said something like “I love you and have to go, bye.” And hung up the phone. That was the last time we ever spoke to our Grandad. A week later Grandad died due to his lungs being severely damaged by the virus.
We now wonder if our youngest brother was killed, because he may have seen Dad with drugs.
Our youngest brother seemingly died by an undertow grabbing him, while we were at the beach. He was only 10 years old.
However Dad refused to go check on him when Mom told him something was wrong. Dad got mad at her and told her not to cause a scene. Mom can’t swim. I went out to get him, but when I tried to grab him the undertow grabbed me and pulled me under, someone was able to pull me out, but they could not grab him too.
When I got back up, Dad had already passed me and was asking where my brother was. I pointed and said he’s right there, but he was caught in the undertow and it took him before anyone could grab him.
They recovered his body 10 min later.
Before our youngest brother died, he claimed to have a white bat hidden in a red box in a hole in the floor under his bed. He told me not to tell Dad. Well, I told Dad because I was afraid the poor little bat was going to die. Dad asked my youngest brother about the bat, and he said he had made the whole thing up.
After he died, I looked under his bed and found there was no hole, so I figured he had just made it up.
Then, one day we were cleaning my room and when Mom moved my bed, we found a large whole under my bed, but there was nothing in it. Mom immediately called Dad and told him that we had found a large hole in my floor under my bed, and she was afraid animals would come up through it. We used to have Bob Cats and copper head snakes under that house.
Dad blew up, because we had found that hole, he got really mad and started cussing. He was not at all concerned about my safety or anything like that, he was absolutely furious that we had found that hole. I thought that was really odd at the time. I had never seen him act that way before.
Now, since I know that my brother saw him one day years later with what looked like a bag of drugs, I wonder if Dad had been hiding drugs in that hole before, and it just happened to be empty when we found it.
And the thing about the “white bat” in a hole in the floor under a bed, was he trying to say “white bag” in a hole in the floor under a bed.
Although he did say it was under his bed. But he had also gotten into secret codes. So, was my youngest brother trying to give me a secret code. I don’t know.
I was only 13, I had lived a sheltered life, I did not know anything about drugs, I had never suspected that Dad was involved in drugs, I had no idea at that time that my youngest brother may have been trying to tell me that Dad was involved in drugs, and that if I told Dad about the “white bat” it would get him killed!
During autopsy they found a small round bruise on his bottom and thought that maybe he had been stung by a jelly fish. Then they said he had not, they claimed they did not know what it was.
However, A hypodermic needle bruise could look the same way. Did Dad or someone else somehow give him a shot of something that day that ultimately caused him to drown? I don’t know.
In addition, after Dad left, my Mom and brother told me about something that happened one night after we came home from our youngest brother’s funeral.
The boys’ bunk beds had been put in Mom and Dad’s room for warmth because we were living in a really bad trailer house that was hard to heat.
They said that one night soon after we came back from the funeral some people came up to the house with flashlights and Dad quickly told Mom to be quiet because they would kill her if she saw them. Then someone shined a flashlight right onto our youngest brother’s bed, and then they left. Like they were wanting to make sure he was dead. Who were those people? How did Dad know them? And why did they want to make sure that a 10-year-old little boy was dead?
I did a Google search a few days ago and found out the Arkansas Mafia is Real
In light of everything that has happened over the last 25 years, I realized that apparently my Grandad was, and my Dad and cousin are involved in some kind of organized crime.
I typed Arkansas Mafia into Google and hit search, and was shocked at what I found. Oh ya, they’re real alright!
Another name for them is the “Dixie Mafia.”
My Dad always said he named me Dixie because he liked the Southern Belles. He thought they were high class and pretty. Now, I wonder if that is really true, or if he named me after his criminal gang.
I mostly go by Desiree, Des, or Desi now. My Mother named me Desiree after her best friend.
The Arkansas Mafia are involved in drug running, gun running, illegal gambling, and prostitution, and they kill anyone who is a threat to them.
They are very loosely organized so that makes it hard for the law to bust them.
Furthermore, they have a history of having members who are seen to be upstanding in the communities. Including law enforcement and preachers!
These people are evil, and any other family members I find to be involved with them I will cut off all communication with them immediately too. I want nothing to do with evil criminals!
A few dreams my brother and I had after Dad left that we now know we true warnings from God
After Dad left 12 years ago I had dreams about Dad being in some kind of criminal group.
I also had a dream that both my Grandad and my Dad had been involved in poisoning me at work.
I also had a dream where I saw my Granddad and another family member dressed in all black and they took masks off their faces. Then a voice, which we now believe truly was God, said “They are not who you think they are, they are evil, and I am going to destroy them.” Then He showed me my cousin that just told me all that about reconciling with the Catholic church, and said He was going to kill him too.
I had another dream that Dad had tried to sell my brother and I on the internet. And that an old man (who had just suddenly showed up and started helping us out a lot after Dad left) was actually a government agent investigating Dad for trying to sell us on the internet. The next time we saw him I decided to tell him about the dream, but not tell him about his part in it. When I decided this, we were all standing in the yard talking and he had his arms resting on mine and my brother’s shoulders (He had become like a grandfather to us). I told God that if the dream was true, then have the man be so shocked that he take his arms off of our shoulders. Well, I just told him that I had had a dream that Dad had tried to sell my brother and I on the internet. That guy had such a reaction! He immediately jumped back, took his arms off us, walked all the way around the back of his truck and left. We figure the dream was true, and he got really scared that his cover was blown.
Interestingly enough, I have had 5 kidnapping attempts on me since Dad left, by complete strangers, in broad daylight. Is somebody trying to collect? I don’t know, but I carry a gun and have now been trained in hand to hand combat. I do know how to kill someone with my little pinky, hopefully I never have to.
Personal defense or defense of another is not a sin. Vengeance is a sin. Jesus told the disciple to take swords. They weren’t for pretty accessories!
My brother had a dream that Dad was actually a Catholic, and we were running from him, because he was after us to kill us.
For many years we were not sure if all these dreams were really warnings from God or not, but now I think it has pretty much been proven that they are.
How my Dad betrayed me another way
About 5 years ago we started going to a church where the Pastor and 2 of the Deacons had been our Pastor and Deacons at another church when we were teenagers.
I had had a dream that God was going to destroy these people as well, but I begged God not to destroy them, I thought that maybe if I prayed enough for them and we started going there I could somehow find out why God was angry with them and get them to repent.
We had been going there for about a year and I could not figure out what God was mad at them about, and I began to think that maybe the dream was not of God.
I had always seen one of the Deacons and that Pastor as father figures. I wanted to give the Deacon a Father’s Day card, but then I thought that maybe we were too close in age and it may look inappropriate. So I checked his birthday on his Facebook profile and found that we are only 15 years apart . I knew that neither he, his wife, nor anyone who had known us for 20 years would think anything bad about it because he was my first youth Pastor, but I was concerned that some of the older leaders in this church who had not known us for 20 years may think it inappropriate . So I gave a Father’s day card to the Pastor instead. He was about 70 years old, so I figured no one would think anything wrong about that. I also never thought that he would take it wrong. I had known him for 20 years, and he always preached high moral standards, and I highly respected him.
Then the Deacon’s oldest son, who was only 18 months old when I met him at the age of 12, was getting married (made me feel old). Anyway, at the wedding, this Pastor walks up to me and says, “I love you” in a quiet, sneaky way that seemed wrong. I was shocked. I could not believe what he just did!
After that I began to pray even more for him, and we warned him that God had said He was angry with him and wanted to kill him. I also began to distance my self from him. Eventually we ended up leaving the church.
Well, I recently told one of my Dad’s sisters about this incident with this Pastor. I did not say exactly what happened, I just said he made a pass at me.
Next time I spoke to her on the phone, she said that she had told my Dad about the incident. My first thought was uh oh Dad is going to kill him, or at least he called him up and threatened to kill him!
But what my Aunt said next completely shocked me. She said he got all excited and asked if he had a grandchild!
He was not angry at all! When he heard the word pass, he interpreted it to mean rape, and instead of getting angry, he gets all excited that he may have a grandchild!
What happened to my Dad who always said that he would kill any man who touched me outside of marriage?
Well just for that, I may never get married and have children until my Dad is dead! And If I do get married and have children before my Dad dies, I will do whatever I have to do to keep him away from them.
He has proven to be absolutely evil, and I do not trust him at all now.
I mean, how much more evil can a person get?
Personally, I feel that this was the biggest betrayal of my life? What happened? Did 2 men who taught me to be pure and have high moral standards conspire together to rape me so my Dad could have a grandchild?
And is that why I have had so many kidnapping attempts on me? Is Dad sending men to kidnap me and rape me, so he can have a grandchild?
I immediately told my Aunt “No! The scumbag never touched me! I did not allow it to even get close to going that far. He just said “I love you” in an inappropriate way, and I started distancing myself from him, and eventually we ended up leaving that church. If he had tried to touch me I would have broke his neck! I don’t care who he is!
Now, I just look to God as my only father figure.
Why would Dad raise us so strictly one way, and then try to kill us for turning out that way?
We have found two possible answers to this question.
- Dad was doing a social experiment to prove that there is no God and no individual thought. He may have been experimenting with the idea that a person’s beliefs and values are only dictated to them by their environment and society. Therefore, Dad could have taught us one way, then suddenly changed and taught us the exact opposite, and we would have just followed him like blind sheep right to the slaughter!
However, the experiment backfired and blew up in his face, because there is a God, and He saved me, when I was 12 years old! So I could not change in the ways Dad wanted me too.
My brother was not saved yet, but he had individual thought, so Dad could not just change him either.
So, the experiment failed. What do you do with failed experiments? You destroy them. Which is exactly what he has tried to do.
2. He did it intentionally in order to sacrifice us to the Devil.
However, that did not work either. When my brother and I each died or almost died at different times due to poisoning, God immediately either raised us from the dead or miraculously healed us.
I had a really bad seizure and died about 4 years ago. While I was being carried to heaven I was saying “No God, the people still need me.” Then I saw the white light of the city, and the light flashed out at me twice, like God said “Go back” and I was carried back to my body.
My brother was at work right after lunch about 2 years ago, when he suddenly collapsed and God caught Him. He said, “God I don’t want to die yet.” Then he felt God take like an invisible coat off of him, and he was fine. He has never had any other problems. God immediately healed him fully.
My brother was working alone when that happened, but later he had to go over to another line, and a guy looked at him, got really scared and ran to the Supervisor and asked to be moved to a completely different part of the plant. That guy is openly a Catholic.
And he even told my brother once that he wanted to eat someone and drink their blood. That sounds very Satanic.
We also had a dead squirrel put in our driveway one day a few months ago that looked like it had been killed in a ritualistic way by a Satanist.
The Jesuits and the Illuminati Satanists were started by the same man, and many Jesuits are also secretly Illuminati.
Therefore, it is possible that Dad is also Illuminati, and he raised us as strict Christians, in order to sacrifice us to the Devil.
I have never heard of a Satanist actually doing that before, but I have heard of them having a baby for the soul purpose of sacrificing him or her to the Devil. So I guess it could be possible.
We wonder if that Pastor I spoke of earlier was also involved in poisoning my brother. This happened not long after we left that church, and we had told them that we believed that I had been poisoned at work by Jesuits.
My brother had been working that job for over a year with no problems. Not long after we left that church he started having trouble with Jesuits at work, and then he was poisoned. He is also constantly harassed by lowlifes at work trying to get him to chase women and do drugs. He just started preaching at them, and they are starting to back off.
We also wonder if that Pastor was involved in poisoning me years ago. Even before I was poisoned I had dreams that that Pastor was sitting in the office at my work. What connection does that Pastor have with that place? He has not worked a secular job in decades and he never worked there. Did he have something to do with me being poisoned?
We now wonder if that Pastor is also secretly a Jesuit and part of the Arkansas Mafia too. It really looks like he could be.
I tried to save my family from God’s judgment
When we had those dreams years ago, I begged God not to kill them. I thought that maybe I could lead them to Christ. Over the years I have given them the true Gospel, but they continually reject it.
After that conversation with my cousin I took my hands off and told God to do whatever He thinks is best with them. A week later God struck my cousin. I heard that that cousin was just diagnosed with a liver disease that runs in our family. It is terminal. I am leaving him in God’s hands. He knows the truth. All he has to do is accept it.
A person cannot use grace as a license to sin, trample over the Blood of Christ, slap His face, and spit in His face, and go to heaven! He will not be mocked!
Galatians 6:7 “Be not deceived; God is not mocked: for whatsoever a man soweth, that shall he also reap.
8 For he that soweth to his flesh shall of the flesh reap corruption; but he that soweth to the Spirit shall of the Spirit reap life everlasting.”
To learn how to truly be saved please read my page How to get to Heaven http://shiningthelightministries.com/how-to-get-to-heaven/
My brother and I will never bow to Rome or become gangsters! We would die first!
Daniel 3:17 “If it be so, our God whom we serve is able to deliver us from the burning fiery furnace, and he will deliver us out of thine hand, O king.
18 But if not, be it known unto thee, O king, that we will not serve thy gods, nor worship the golden image which thou hast set up.”
Philippians 3:8 “Yea doubtless, and I count all things but loss for the excellency of the knowledge of Christ Jesus my Lord: for whom I have suffered the loss of all things, and do count them but dung, that I may win Christ,”
Acts 20:24 “But none of these things move me, neither count I my life dear unto myself, so that I might finish my course with joy, and the ministry, which I have received of the Lord Jesus, to testify the gospel of the grace of God.”
Philippians 1:21 “For to me to live is Christ, and to die is gain.”
My brother and I are the Two Witnesses of Revelation 11 we will see the Catholic church destroyed!
After my Dad left my brother got saved and God began to show us who we are. These blessings come mostly through my Mother’s side of the family.
The Bible even prophesies that our father would be evil, but it also prophesies that he may get saved.
Today during this Feast of Tabernacles God has told us that it is now time for us to start being more public about who we are.
To read my brother’s testimony and see all the proof of us being the 2 Witnesses and what all that entails please go to http://shiningthelightministries.com/AquilaJordanTestimony.pdf
This is why God strikes people so quickly sometimes when they are a danger to us.
Psalms 68:1 “Let God arise, let his enemies be scattered: let them also that hate him flee before him.”
Jesus Is Coming! Are You Ready?
Romans 14:11 “For it is written, As I live, saith the Lord, every knee shall bow to me, and every tongue shall confess to God.”
Revelation 12:11 “And they overcame him by the blood of the Lamb, and by the word of their testimony; and they loved not their lives unto the death.”