This story is a continuation of the exciting things God continues doing in my life.
I was supposed to have died a while back, and sometimes I feel as though I may do so soon. But since I’m ready to meet my maker, I have no fear of death. In fact, my evangelistic zeal has only increased, especially as I see the fast approaching of the “Tribulation period” mentioned in the book of Revelation.
Insofar as my acting career is concerned, I just finished filming a soliloquy featuring Melchior, one of the three Magi who followed the star to Christ lying in the manger, and am preparing to portray a Jewish Priest on stage.
Like I said, God is working overtime in my life, and I will be appearing on stage singing Broadway show tunes sometime in March, so I have a lot of rehearsing to do.
In the meantime, I will be signing Christmas carols acapella at a park here in Naples. Since it is a spontaneous thing, no one will know until it comes out on YouTube or Twitter. From that, I will stage another event the first of January. Until then, I hope to be sharing Christ whenever and wherever I can, like I did the other night.
It was about midnight when I began to experience chest pains, so I had Caroline drive me to the emergency room. On the way, I had to plead with her to take me to the Waffle house first. She thought I should get to the hospital as soon as possible, but I insisted since I knew the hospital wouldn’t feed me until noon the next day. Besides, I hate saltless hospital food and their bitter sugarless coffee.
We stopped at the Waffle House, and as we walked in the door, we couldn’t help but notice six young black teenagers between the ages of 16 and 18 sitting and standing around a booth with one young white girl between them about sixteen years old. The waitress seated us across from them and one booth down.
The young men didn’t seem menacing and were well-groomed but sporting dreadlocks. I was facing them, and as we ate, I looked for overt signs of potential criminality, but they were just acting cocky – as most boys are apt to do.
When we finished, I told Caroline to go to the car and wait for me; I had something I had to do, and she did as I asked. God had told me to talk to these young men, and I didn’t want to disappoint Him. This Divine appointment was so I could warn them of the imminent Rapture and of Christ’s return.
I figured the biggest oldest boy was the leader and approached him. “Are you the leader?” I asked.
The big, arrogant boy looked at me with craned neck and a sidelong glance, “What’s it to you?” I stepped closer and said, “The Lord wants me to warn you boys that we are living in the last days, and soon the rapture will take place.”
“I don’t know about such things, but he does (pointing).”
“I approached the other young man and asked, “Are you a Christian?”
He looked up sheepishly, “Yes sir, I am,”
The other boys quit jesting to see where this would end up.
“Then you should know about the rapture and end times?”
“Yes, I do, sir, but the other guys don’t believe me when I talk about those things.”
“Well, I’m here to tell you that we are living in the last days and that we have to get our lives in order by receiving and following Christ.”
Then I reached for my wallet and handed the young man a handful of my cards. “These websites will tell you what you need to know to prepare for Christ’s coming.”
“Thanks, man,” they all said in unison.
And I was on my way to the hospital, thinking God had set all of this up. The timing was too precise to have been a coincidence. Besides, as a Jewish sage once said, “With God, there are no coincidences.”
I must press ahead with publishing this timely true story, encouraging other Christians to experience Miracles, Peace and Power like I have. I will let you know when it’s available.
My latest venture is to go caroling ALONE at a park full of vendors and buyers (since I couldn’t get other Christians to go with me) over the weekend, singing only Christian songs, not “Frosty the Snowman” or “Rudolf, the Red-nosed Reindeer.” I intend to do the same until Christmas at other venues and post videos on Facebook and Twitter.
Next, after Christmas, I want to rally patriots to parade and sing patriotic songs, such as “This is my Country,” “America the Beautiful,” and “God Bless America,” among others, on or before January 6 at their town square or wherever people gather in the United States of America.
I am presently reading Dr. Malone’s book Lies My Government Told Me. What a book! Even the forward was well written, and I liked this man right away. He has formed a group of doctors and virologists that are trying to stop the government from demanding we take the dangerous shots that are killing and maiming millions.
In Dr. Malone’s book, over 200 doctors write about their take on the jabs and the follow-up. Among them are:
Roltgen, K., et al., Immune imprinting, breadth of variant recognition, and germinal center response in human SAR-CoV-2 infection and vaccination.
Greene J., Wait what? FDA wants 55 years to process FOIA requests over vaccine data.
So, L., & Smith, G. In four state prisons, nearly 3,300 inmates test positive for Corona Virus, 96% without symptoms.
Zabian, F.M. Chloroquine – Definition, Properties, Uses, Mechanism of Action, side effects in the biology Nates,2022.
Dr. Malone has compiled and summarized their take, along with 200 other experts in their field, on the Covid-19 phenomenon and the so-called vaccinations that shortly followed.
Visit me at www.propheticsignsandwonders.com or www.dropzonedelta.com. And as always, Rapture Ready.