CLOSE ENCOUNTERS OF THE GOOD KIND

I would like to add my own "Angel rescue" story. It was quite a few years ago in 1980. I was living in suburban west St. Louis going to college. It had been snowing and I decided to go to Wednesday night bible study at Grace Doctrine Church anyway. I was driving to the church by some residential back roads that were curvy and thinly traveled when I lost control of the car. My car was going all over the road and had become stuck in the oncoming lane although I could not slow down. All of a sudden, I saw headlights come over the hill right at me. At the last split second, I felt a "force" push the car (and me) straight over to my lane as the other car raced by, barely missing a head on collision. Even then, I knew that I had been saved by an angel, because I never had felt before then or since the "pushing" force that I did then. I felt like God was honoring my decision to go to church on a bad night, and sent an angel to protect me from harm. It was a curious feeling, but I know it happened even though I saw no person or heard no voices. This would be one of those times that could be explained away, but I still remember feeling the powerful force that pushed my vehicle out of the way of an oncoming car.

.                                            A DAD'S STORY
On July 22nd I was in route to Washington, DC for a business trip.
It > was all so very ordinary, until we landed in Denver for a plane change. As I collected my belongings from the overhead bin, an announcement was made for Mr. Lloyd Glenn to see the United Customer Service Representative immediately. I thought nothing of it until I reached the door to leave the plane and I heard a gentleman asking every male if he were Mr. Glenn. At this point I knew something was wrong and my heart sunk.
      When I got off the plane a solemn-faced young man came toward me and said, "Mr. Glenn, there is an emergency at your home. I do not know what the emergency is, or who is involved, but I will take you to the phone so you can call the hospital. My heart was now pounding, but the will to be calm took over. Woodenly, I followed this stranger to the distant telephone where I called the number he gave me for the Mission Hospital. My call was put through to the trauma center where I learned that my three-year-old son had been trapped underneath the automatic garage door for several minutes, and that when my wife had found him he was dead. CPR had been performed by a neighbor, who is a doctor, and the paramedics had continued the treatment as Brian was transported to the hospital.
       By the time of my call, Brian was revived and they believed he would live, but they did not know how much damage had been done to his brain, nor to his heart. They explained that the door had completely closed on his little sternum right over his heart. He had been severely crushed. After speaking with the medical staff, my wife sounded worried but not hysterical, and I took comfort in her calmness.
       The return flight seemed to last forever, but finally I arrived at the hospital six hours after the garage door had come down. When I walked into the intensive care unit, nothing could have prepared me to see my little son laying so still on a great big bed with tubes and monitors everywhere. He was on a respirator. I glanced at my wife who stood and tried to give me a reassuring smile. It all seemed like a terrible dream. I was filled-in with the details and given a guarded prognosis. Brian was going to live, and the preliminary tests indicated that his heart was OK, two miracles in and of themselves. But only time would tell if his brain received any damage.
       Throughout the seemingly endless hours, my wife was calm. She felt that Brian would eventually be all right. I hung on to her words and faith like a lifeline. All that night and the next day Brian remained unconscious. It seemed like forever since I had left for my business trip the day before. Finally at two o'clock that afternoon, our son regained consciousness and sat up uttering the most beautiful words I have ever heard spoken. He said, "Daddy hold me" and he reached for me with his little arms.

       [TEAR BREAK...smile]
       By the next day he was pronounced as having no neurological or physical deficits, and the story of his miraculous survival spread throughout the hospital. You cannot imagine, we took Brian home, we felt a unique reverence for the life and love of our Heavenly Father that comes to those who brush death so closely.
       In the days that followed there was a special spirit about our home. Our two older children were much closer to their little brother. My wife and I were much closer to each other, and all of us were very close as a whole family. Life took on a less stressful pace. Perspective seemed to be more focused, and balance much easier to gain and maintain. We felt deeply blessed. Our gratitude was truly profound.
       The story is not over (smile)!
       Almost a month later to the day of the accident, Brian awoke from his afternoon nap and said, "Sit down Mommy.. I have something to tell you."
At this time in his life, Brian usually spoke in small phrases, so to say a large sentence surprised my wife. She sat down with him on his bed, and he began his sacred and remarkable story.
       "Do you remember when I got stuck under the garage door? Well, it was so heavy and it hurt really bad. I called to you, but you couldn't hear me.. I started to cry, but then it hurt too bad. And then the 'birdies' came."
       "The birdies?" my wife asked puzzled.
       "Yes," he replied. "The birdies made a whooshing sound and flew into the garage. They took care of me."
       "They did?"
       "Yes," he said. "One of the birdies came and got you. She came to tell you "I got stuck under the door." A sweet reverent feeling filled the room. The spirit was so strong and yet lighter than air. My wife realized that a three-year-old had no concept of death and spirits, so he was referring to the beings who came to him from beyond as "birdies" because they were up in the air like birds that fly.. "What did the birdies look like?" she asked.
       Brian answered, "They were so beautiful. They were dressed in white, all white. Some of them had green and white. But some of them had on just white."
       "Did they say anything?"
       "Yes," he answered. "They told me the baby would be all right."
       "The baby?" my wife asked confused.
       Brian answered. "The baby laying on the garage floor." He went on, "You came out and opened the garage door and ran to the baby. You told the > baby to stay and not leave."
       My wife nearly collapsed upon hearing this, for she had indeed gone and knelt beside Brian's body and seeing his crushed chest whispered, "Don't leave us Brian, please stay if you can." As she listened to Brian telling > her the words she had spoken, she realized that the spirit had left His body and was looking down from above on this little lifeless form.. "Then what happened?" she asked.
       "We went on a trip," he said, "far, far away." He grew agitated trying to say the things he didn't seem to have the words for. My wife tried to calm and comfort him, and let him know it would be okay. He struggled with wanting to tell something that obviously was very important to him, but finding the words was difficult.
       "We flew so fast up in the air. They're so pretty Mommy," he added.
       "And there are lots and lots of birdies." My wife was stunned. Into her mind the sweet comforting spirit enveloped her more soundly, but with an urgency she had never before known. Brian went on to tell her that the "birdies" had told him that he had to come back and tell everyone about the "birdies." He said they brought him back to the house and that a big fire truck, and an ambulance were there. A man was bringing the baby out on a white bed and he tried to tell the man that the baby would be okay. The story went on for an hour.
       He taught us that "birdies" were always with us, but we don't see them because we look with our eyes and we don't hear them because we listen with our ears. But they are always there, you can only see them in here (he put his hand over his heart). They whisper the things to help us to do what is right because they love us so much. Brian continued, stating, "I have a plan, Mommy. You have a plan.. Daddy has a plan. Everyone has a plan. We must all live our plan and keep our promises. The birdies help us to do that cause they love us so much."
       In the weeks that followed, he often came to us and told all, or part of it, again and again. Always the story remained the same. The details were never changed or out of order. A few times he added further bits of information and clarified the message he had already delivered. It never ceased to amaze us how he could tell such detail and speak beyond his ability when he talked about his birdies.
       Everywhere he went, he told strangers about the "birdies."
Surprisingly, no one ever looked at him strangely when he did this. Rather, they always got a softened look on their face and smiled. Needless to say, we have not been the same ever since that day, and I pray we never will be.
       You have just been sent an Angel to watch over you. Some people come into our lives and quickly go...Some people become friends and stay a while...leaving beautiful footprints on our hearts ... and we are never quite the same because we have made a good friend!!
       Yesterday is history. Tomorrow a mystery. Today is a gift. That's why it's called the present! Live and savor every moment...this is not a dress
> rehearsal! THIS IS A SPECIAL GUARDIAN ANGEL...

I am a 47 year old widow. I was married for 25 years and my husband
and I had three children. I now have four grandchildren.

I was involved in what I thought was alien abductions for 34 years.
Then in 1991 I had an experience that led me to find out what this
was all about. It was also at this time that I prayed out loud,
during the experience, for help and protection and for this to end.
Our heavenly Father through his Son Jesus Christ took mercy on me
and banished these demons from my life.

For me, this was something that someone in my family opened the door
to generations ago.

I have learned some things, firsthand, as to why this happened to me.
This is not something I read in a book or was told by any human. The
goal of these demons is to have our very souls. They think they own
our souls and they view us as slaves. They have a deep hatred for us
and they feed off our fear and weaknesses as humans. They are
incredibly intelligent and they know almost everything about us.
They are evil through and through and they are skilled at lying and
manipulation. They have powers that we cannot even begin to
understand much less defend ourselves against.

We are involved in spiritual warfare. They will stop at nothing to
achieve their goals. They will carry out their threats. They will
cause sickness and even death to humans. But, I keep in mind what
the Bible says about not fearing the one who can harm the body but
not the soul. Our souls belong to the One who gave it, Our heavenly
Father. Our souls are not for sale.

Yes, it is serious business. Yet, so many people deny even the
existence of Satan and his demons. How can they guard against
something that they don't even believe exists?

Our only hope is to constantly pray and study the scriptures. We can
never let our guard down. And we have to make sure that we do not
open the door again to them by getting involved in things connected
to Satanism. The occult covers a wide area. Anything that cannot be
explained by rational means, that is hidden, is secret, this is
occult.

They attack our faith. By weakening our faith, we are a much easier
target. They slowly draw us in through many methods of the occult
until we no longer can distinguish what is really evil or good.

This is just some of the things I have learned and thought I would
share it.

Cathey

FROM_THE_EDGE HYSSOP CHRONICLES
INFORMATION / NEWS / PROPHECY from LARRY W. TAYLOR

ISSUE: 2-2002 (July)

1. MY TRIP TO THE STARS by: Larry Taylor/ Over 20 years ago, in 1977 I had been in much prayer, before the Lord, asking for more of Him. I was living in Paris, Texas at the time. Late at night, after prayer, I went to bed, but as I lay down upon the bed, just as my back hit the bed, my Spirit zoomed from my flesh body upward through the roof and into the atmosphere. I was totally alert and aware in my Spirit body, however; my flesh body was still laying on the bed in my apartment.

It was night outside and I could see clearly the darkness surrounding me and the atmosphere as I zoomed upwards, at what seemed an incredible speed to the shining moon and stars above me. I quickly left the atmosphere and shot past the moon on my journey outward from the Earth. I had no idea where I was going as I found myself propelled by an unseen force until I saw an angel beside me. The angelic being, very large in size and so very powerful swept with me past the three planets I did recognize as Mars, Saturn and Jupiter. There was no communication between the angel and myself as we swept quickly past the planets and exited our solar system.

We kept going until we came out into a totally black void, as best as I can describe it. It was a place where there seemed to be nothing at all, just totally black. (It wasn't until recently that the astronomers, with the Hubble telescope's help, reported finding some " Black Voids " or "Black Areas " in space where nothing seems to be there. This then, after years substantiated or confirmed my experience where before, I had no knowledge of this place or void even being a reality.)

Anyway as myself and the angel just seemed at pause in this vast darkness, with a glow off the angel lighting the area around us, the angel finally communicated with me. It was like a thought came in my mind or understanding. The word was, HE is coming!" With that the huge angel disappeared casting me in total darkness. However, in the next instant, a great light appeared in the vast darkness surrounding me.

As I looked closer, I saw the light was coming from what I perceived to be and recognized as a great creature which looked like a great and powerful Lion, looking directly at me. This creature was very far from me in the vast dark area, but His size was huge, even at a great distance. I sensed the greatest power and majesty I have ever felt coming from this creature, even through the great distance that separated us in this vast space. This creature was great and powerful beyond measure. I could feel the power touching me in waves. It was a most wonderful feeling. I found myself wondering or thinking, What is this creature which looks like a great Lion?

Then into my mind or understanding came the words," The Lion of the tribe of Juda!" [Revelation 5:5] As these powerful words came into my understanding and it was registering with me who this was, then zip; I was immediately back in my flesh body on my bed and aware of the bedroom of my apartment. I raised up and looked at my clock beside the bed and I could not tell any time had passed since the time I had laid down on my bed, however; to me it seemed as if I had been gone for some time, but I could not tell it by the clock by my bed.

This experience was indelibly stamped in my mind and it is just as fresh today, when I think about it, as it was when it happened over 20 years ago. At the time I didn't know the significance of what had happened and that it might prepare me for something down the road a few years that would tie in to the End-Times and the coming time of Deception.

Looking back, if I had not had this experience in 1977, then I might have some difficulty with some things the Lord seems to be showing me today ! However; since I had this experience in 1977 and told no one but kept it secret, I now can walk in something new the Lord seems to be doing with me today. I will begin to share those things in coming newsletters and you may indeed say," Well now, From The Edge does sound about right!" 1. Larry W. Taylor email: From_The_Edge@webtv.net

When I was living in Bakersfield, CA after WW2, I was about 10 years old and was taking a short cut home from school near a little stream. All I remember is that two older boys started following me, giggling and jostling each other. I got scared and started to run. they caught up with me, pushed me down and dragged me to the stream. They pushed my head down under the water. One was sitting on me, and the other was helping to hold my head down. It seemed like an eternity had gone by and I was in a panic. Suddenly the weight on my back and head was gone. As I came up gasping for air, I saw something disappearing out of sight out of the corner of my eye. The two boys were running for their lives. I never actually got a clear view of what scared those boys off. I just ran home, glad to be alive and sobbing with relief. Another rescue from the hands of God. Bev

ANGEL RESCUES One of the occasions I remember best occurred when my children were small. My husband and I and the children were taking a trip from southern Wisconsin to Minnesota. I was driving. It was night and everyone else in the car was asleep. Interstate I-90 was in the process of being constructed. I heard a very loud, distinct, and familiar voice shouting at me by name to “wake up!” I woke up just in time to put on the brakes before going through an embankment and landing us all in an icy rushing river. When I thought about it later, I kept trying to place the voice. It was familiar but, I never could identify it. Bev

Fairly recently while living in Socorro, NM, there were nine of us in a car headed for church which was seventy miles away (it was worth the trip to go to this church) We were cruising along at 65 miles per hour. My son, Phil was driving. Something hit us on the right side, setting us into a spin that landed us in the sand of an embankment which edged a steep incline at the side of the road. We could not figure out how it could have happened as we were driving in the far right lane. Where could anything have come from on that side? We then saw a red sports car with blacked out windows take off and disappear. This car had not been behind us. No one could figure out where it had come from. We were in an area of the Interstate that was near the exit where satanic rituals were rumored to go on all the time. At any rate no one was hurt. We managed to push the car out of the sand and continued on to our destination with the right rear side of the car all dented. For our car to be hit from that side someone would have had to come up out that steep embankment to deliberately hit us. All in the car were Spirit filled Christians. Did angel hands control the spin and direction of our car? I believe so. I don’t know why God considers me and the others with me so important He pays such close attention to us and protects our lives the way He does. He must have some purpose for us and especially for me. He has had to rescue me so often. I could fill a book with stories, but will content myself to tell it here. Bev

ANGELS DRIVE DUNE BUGGYS!: For a short time I lived in Mesa, Arizona which is a suburb of Phoenix. I used to like to take trips out to the near-by desert and go hiking even in the 100+ heat. It was a very dry heat and didn’t feel as hot as it really was. I parked my little silver Chevette under a thick overhanging bush, put on my straw hat and grabbed my jug of Gator Ade and headed out for the desert. I walked for a while careful to keep my eye on where I had come from so I could go back the same way. A few hours later I decided it was time to head back for my car. I got to the edge of the desert where I thought I had started from but everything was changed. No bush and no car. I got up to the road and walked along it to find my car. I was hiking quite a ways and getting pretty hot. My jug of Gator Ade was almost gone. I was praying loudly for assistance. My sense of direction was totally gone. I didn’t panic, but just kept going expecting God to answer. Pretty soon a tall good looking blond fellow with a dark tan in a dune buggy came along side me. He asked, “Do you belong with a silver Chevette with a red stripe?” He smiled real big and stopped. If he had asked me anything else I would have run. I just nodded yes and he motioned me to get in. He turned around and headed back the way he had come and dropped me off beside my car, which could not be seen from the road. I got out then turned around to thank him, but HE WAS GONE! I knew then who and what he was and thanked God for answered prayer. People can dehydrate and die in the Arizona desert in just a few hours. It happens all the time. Bev

THE MIDNIGHT HOUR: Before I moved to Socorro, I lived in Belen, NM which is 40 miles from Socorro where I worked at a nursing home. I got off work close to midnight and had to drive that 40 miles down a very narrow and dark road to get home. The nursing home was on the far outskirts of the town and I had to drive through the town of Socorro to get home. Even in town there are hardly any lights. All I had was my headlights.

I felt something grab my foot off the gas and put it on the brake hard! Needless to say I came to a screeching halt. Shaking I got out of the car to see why I had to stop. There it was…a flatbed trailer across my path with no reflectors on it. I would now be dead if I had run into it. I got back in my car thanking God for His watch care over me and headed back going another way through town. I called later about the flatbed, but no one ever found it. The devil wants me dead. I have no doubt of that. BUT GOD wants me alive! So I am still here.

What most people do not realize is that there is a constant war going on around us that we cannot even see, but that directly affects us. Devils and demons are the ones who kill, steal, and destroy. The angels of light are fighting on our behalf. The cast of characters that inhabit this planet, both visible and invisible is so vast that, were we to be aware of them all, one would be unable to live a normal life for all the distractions.

Many people can tell stories of miraculous escapes from death and injury and of having the feeling that God was intervening directly on their behalf. God’s angels stay busy looking after those who belong to God and those who are being prayed for by the saints of God. Prayer is our most powerful weapon!! Don’t forget to use it. BEV

Hi Bev,

I had an encounter with two angels on one of the most deserted roads in the world. My husband was working in Alice Springs, Australia in 1985. Since I had a non-working visa, I was raising orphaned kangaroos "joeys" for the Northern Territory Conservation Commission. As they became old enough (around 18 months) I had to either release them back into the wild or there was also a program the Commission had of shipping hand reared roos to zoos worldwide, my third option was to find a secure place for them.

The first "joey" that I raised we named "Toohey" and when he became old enough I placed him at a sort of Australian dude ranch about 2 hours from Alice Springs (if you look on a map you will note that Alice Springs is dead center of Australia in the Outback and just about as far from civilization as you can get. The roads there are unpaved (or were at the time we were there they are "washboard" type roads made of red (Georgia type) clay that blows up into a lot of dust when driven over.

Friends who had been our neighbors had transferred out of Alice Springs and were back for a visit, they wanted to see how "Toohey" had grown, so the mother of the family and three of their children and myself packed a picnic lunch and some cold drinks and headed out for the day for the long drive out to the dude ranch to visit Toohey. Toohey had been placed in a huge enclosure with other hand reared roos and was king of the place, as he was the only unaltered male there. He dearly loved apples with peanut butter on them so we were going to take him a treat.

Naturally there was no traffic as this was a very seldom traveled road by anyone and it was the off season for tourists. We had not passed one car - or one animal for that matter. You can see for miles and miles in this desert atmosphere and there are no bushes lining that road. As we were about 1/2 way to the dude ranch (Ross River) we had a flat tire. Being two women alone with several children it was going to be a real challenge to change the tire. We were not in immediate danger it was more of a very major inconvenience and it would have probably been several hours or a day before anyone passed this way. We got out of the car and stood just looking at the destroyed tire. In about 5 minutes two young men came towards us on a motocycle, they had black leather jackets on and helmets, blue jeans and tennis shoes. They got off of the motorcycle and asked if they could help us. We gratefully said that "we'd be more than happy for them to". The one young man (both in their mid twenties) took of his jacket and put it on the motorcycle along with his helmet, the other young man left his jacket on, but removed his helmet. I noticed that on the back of the one helmet were the words "God's Angels". I thought that was rather cute and took a photo of the men changing the tire. The whole procedure took about 20 minutes. They put the old tire in the car and put away the jack. We thanked them profusely, and offered them a cold soda - they both declined and said, "no thank you, we don't drink". Which I thought was a bit odd. I turned, opened the door to let the children into the car and turned back to thank them again and they were gone - the motorcycle was gone. There had been no noise, and none of us saw them disappear - they were just gone. You can't drive either down that road nor into the bush without dust raising up that can be seen for miles - there was just nothing.

I still have the photo and sadly no one really believes this happened as they look as real as you or me in the photo and even cast shadows. Can I explain it? No. Am I still grateful? Yes. Am I a firm believer in Angels being sent by God to help us? Most definitley!

Best wishes, Wanda T

JNW HEADLINE NEWS
‘Angels saved our lives’
By Jerusalem Newswire Editorial Staff

June 28th, 2004

That no one was killed in Sunday night’s bombing of a Gaza IDF outpost is the result of the LORD God’s divine protection, said one Israeli soldier from the scene of the attack.

"There were angels guarding us tonight as we stood guarding Israel. We can feel it,” the soldier told Arutz 7.

Palestinian Arabs from the nearby town of Khan Yunis apparently managed to tunnel the approximately 350 yards to the outpost and planted a 150-kilogram bomb beneath it.

But the casualties could have been much higher had the terrorists succeeded in placing their explosives under the outpost’s barracks rather than its parking lot.

“Thank God, they seem to have dug [the tunnel] under where they thought our barracks were, but instead blew up the parking lot... It is really a miracle that they didn't succeed in blowing up the barracks,” the thankful soldier told his interviewer.

A spokesman for Yasser Arafat’s Fatah Al Aqsa Brigades told reporters Sunday night that members of his group dug a tunnel 350 yards long from the Gaza town of Khan Yunis to an IDF outpost on the outskirts of the Jewish community of Kfar Darom and planted a massive bomb there.

Four IDF soldiers sustained light injuries in the blast and another was seriously wounded.

“Palestinian” forces attacked rescue crews with machine guns and mortar shells, hampering efforts to evacuate the wounded. By midnight, all casualties had been transported to Beersheva’s Soroka Medical Center.

"This is a message to [Prime Minister Ariel] Sharon that ... our fighters will continue the holy struggle until we uproot [the Jews] from our land [sic]," Ha’aretz quoted the spokesman as saying.

Initial reports from Gaza indicated as many as 30 soldiers had been wounded or killed in the enormous explosion.

The fact no one was killed and the casualty count was in fact much lower was attributed by at least one soldier to God’s divine protection.

"Thank God, [the terrorists] seem to have dug [the tunnel] under where they thought our barracks were, but instead blew up the parking lot - thank God everyone is accounted for. It is really a miracle that they didn't succeed in blowing up the barracks,” the soldier told Arutz 7’s Ezra HaLevi by telephone.

"There were angels guarding us tonight as we stood guarding Israel. We can feel it," he said.

Settler leaders and right-wing politicians quickly turned an accusatory glare at Prime Minister Ariel Sharon following the attack, blaming his “Gaza-first retreat plan” for encouraging terrorism.

"After this devastating attack, it is obvious that the dire warnings from the IDF Chief-of-Staff cannot be ignored:that withdrawal from [Gaza] leads to an invigorated terrorist infrastructure and renewed attacks,” a statement from the Council of Jewish Communities in Judea, Samaria and Gaza read.

"The way Sharon is making us run away with our tail beneath our legs encourages the terrorists to carry out such brazen attacks," said National Religious Party (NRP) MK Sha’ul Yahalom.

NRP chairman Effi Eitam later warned that terrorism would continue to chase after anyone who ran from it.

Likud MK Ehud Yatom called on Sharon to respond to the bombing by dropping his “disengagement” plan and instead deporting PLO chief Yasser Arafat.

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Before starting let me say at that point in my life nothing like this had ever happened to me before… Never! It was a life-changing occurrence!

I have for close to 8 years now been somewhat obsessed with bible prophecy. Around the year 1999- I was home alone, laying in bed one night (late) reading my bible & praying for wisdom to understand prophecy when all the sudden these numbers starting flying toward my face 1…9…. 4…. 7…1…. 9…. 4…7…1…. 9…. 4…. 7. They kept coming in that order 1…9…. 4…. 7. They were not physical numbers that I could reach out and touch, but very much like holographs? The numbers were very large, about 9” tall. There was no mistake at what numbers God wanted me to see. They repeated several complete sets, and then vanished from my sight. I was not sleeping, nor in a dreamy zoned out state of mind, I was very much awake!

I was really taken back, and thunderstruck, but I immediately jumped out of bed, ran downstairs- fired up the computer so I could type 1947 in my web browser. That brought up several things…. But the thing that I thought was significant was the Roswell crash. So I spent some time reading about the UFO crash. But still, I was very uncertain about what I was supposed to find out about?? So for nearly 2 years I half-heartedly looked for things that happened in 1947. I did too find that in 1947 the Dead Sea scrolls were found. I didn’t look into that at all…

Two years later, under almost the exact same circumstance,- (home alone, laying in bed one night (late) reading my bible & praying for wisdom) God showed me the next piece of the puzzle. This time instead of having a “visual” message, my brain kicked on like a data processor…. (That’s the only way I know how to explain it?) There was high speed data processing through my head…. It only lasted a few seconds…. Then it was gone as quickly as it came. Here was the message & how I know it was a continuation of the first it started with:

This time I was so frightened! I started sobbing! But I got up and grabbed a pen and paper to write the data down so I wouldn’t forget…. I started talking to God out loud- asking him “Why are you doing this to me? What do you what me to do with this?” “I don’t get it…. I don’t understand!” “Why are you doing this to me?”

I was petrified, humbled, wondering who was I, which God should be talking to me? I’m not a prophet! I’m just a nobody, I’m not rich, and I’m not a teacher… I’m just a mother & a wife. Why is God telling me this stuff that I don’t understand. I even started wondering if it was Satan? But God immediately revoked that thought from my mind & I started singing a song that I hadn’t heard in years….

“ My word is a lamp unto thy feet and a light unto my path. When I feel afraid, think I’ve lost my way- you are right there beside me, nothing will I fear as long as you are near… Please be near me to the end… Thy word is a lamp unto my feet and a light unto my path.”

I hope you don’t think this is crazy, and I’ve only told a few of my closest Christian friends about this since it happened. I think my sister in law thought I was crazy, I could tell by they way she was looking at me when I was telling her…. My friend Anne said, “If you were scared, and that frightened, then it must have been Satan”. I told her No! I can’t explain, that there’s nothing that I learned that Satan would have wanted me to know. The message was 100% from God I know that for a fact.

Anyhow, I will carry on with the conclusion of my story. I remembered reading in the bible about Giants… and sons of God taking the daughters of men… and bearing children with them & giants were the product. I knew that God had continually ordered Israel to kill the Philistines… David/Goliath…. Etcetera.

King Og was a giant of great stature, so I read, and read, and read everything in the bible I could come across about fallen Angels, Giants, and Nephilims. God Later brought me through the route of reading the book of Enoch, which goes into great detail about what the Fallen Angels had done to mankind. They basically taught humans everything we know today. War, enchantments, make-up (for beautifying the eyes) abortion, metalworkings, astrology, herbal remedies, and the lists go on. What would the poor humans be like today if none of that had transpired? We’d be perfect! Because God taught me that Satan has corrupted everything, and defiled everything on the face of the earth.

Noah’s flood was caused because of the Fallen Angels, I believe Eve’s first-born Cain, was a product of Spiritual/Human racing mixing, and I believe that’s why Eve said when Cain was born…. “I have gotten a man from the Lord.” It seems to me the first sin, was sexual, and then Eve taught Adam what the serpent had taught her… and I think that Cain and Able were twins- 1 seed of the serpent, 1 seed of Adam.

Genesis 4:1-2 “And Adam knew his wife; and she conceived and bare Cain, and said “I have gotten a man from the Lord. 2- And she again bare his brother Abel. And Abel was a keeper of sheep, but Cain was a tiller of the ground.

Notice how Adam did not know his wife twice in the two sentences. The Bible is full of twins. And notice how Cain is never mentioned in Adams genealogy! Of course it doesn’t mention Abel either, but Able is dead. And notice how Seth, it says that “Adam begat a son in his own likeness”. Chapter 5, of Genesis. Interesting. B

I don’t claim to have all the answers; I still am reading and learning more all the time. The reason I felt compelled to write you this letter, I found your web site, and started reading your book the Agenda. I’m in chapter 3. I thought it interesting how you said that if UFO aliens were demons, or devils that they couldn’t die because they would be spirits. So now, I have to re-think my assessments. I thought they were fallen angels tricking humans. But I also think that when the giants were killed… since they were � spirit beings…. I think that’s what demons are, because they need a body to inhabit, and angels can take on any form they want, but not demons, they need a living body to take over.

In the Dead Sea scrolls, there are fragments from the Book Of Giants. Read those books if you haven’t, Enoch, and the book of Giants. They are a wealth of information.

You may edit my story, & use it on your web site if you like, but please only use my first name Jennifer, I would be very interested too in hearing whether anything comparable has happened to anybody else??? You can find those books and fragments on the Internet.

God is waking his people up; you wouldn’t believe the entire “things” God has taught me in the last 5 years. So many false doctrines! And why not? Christ warned us… Then when we figure it out we can’t believe we’ve been fooled. I stay away from the churches today, and do my entire bible studying at home, or in small groups with other Christian friends. The churches have been saturated, and infiltrated with “Wolves in Sheep’s clothing!”

God Bless. I can’t wait to read your other book “Earth the forbidden planet” You may contact me if you like…. If you want to pick my brain…. Maybe I didn’t elaborate enough in a certain area?