Proclaim the Gospel!

 

I do wish I kept up on my writing this past year – it has been so packed and so many miracles … I got way too busy with the school.

God has been telling William now for several months that we need to start back with proclaiming the Gospel through singing Christmas Carols. So in November, he mentioned to someone at the Patriot meetings that we were planning on doing this (the only date he set was Dec. 23^rd in Ashland, but said he wanted to do this in Coos County as well), did they want to be involved? Somehow, someone there took this on and set the dates and printed posters, announced it to the Patriots and started with the Dec. 4 Christmas Parade in Myrtle Point, in which our school got heavily involved in. The kids all had built in previous weeks, their Dirby cars (yearly contest held that evening at Hometown Hardware), the kids dressed up for a live nativity where someone brought in a donkey, 2 goats, 3 sheep, and the 10th grade girl had painted a portion of a camel for background – it was awesome. Anyway, caroling was scheduled for 6 pm and I assumed we were going to stand in front of the school and carol, but instead, we all got on this decorated trailer pulled by a tractor and we went through the parade caroling from the tractor. I found out later while we were singing out lungs out, no one could hear us! The whole time I was singing; however, I felt the spiritual impact of singing about Jesus, the truth, the Gospel, etc. that entire evening. Even specifically, whenever I said certain words and phrases, I felt the ‘screams’ of the enemy as he fled. Anyway, Christmas caroling was also scheduled in Bandon (18^th) and Coos Bay, North Bend (11^th). It rained while we were in Coos Bay, but about 15 or so came out to sing – same thing, I felt the Spirit around and we saw evidence of impact from what we were doing (via people stopping in the rain and listening, honking of horns as people rolled their windows down, listened as they drove by. North Bend we were inside Pony Village mall – some people just walking by stopped and sang with us. Toward the beginning while we were singing, some masked up guy got on his phone and called security to throw us out; however, security had already given permission AND he liked it! I know great warfare was taking place throughout each caroling event.

A side topic dealt with Max’s ex-wife who had moved back into the area last summer. A couple time she had tried to connect with me over the months, but I found her to be very pushy and she irritated me (I know there’s a spiritual thing there … long story) so I kind of kept her at a distance, even though we continued to invite her to all gatherings – she showed up at Sunday meetings a couple times, etc. I know she just wanted to fit in and be helpful, but there’s something about her that really irritates me and I don’t want to be near her. I know I’m not supposed to be that way, but I think it is a familiar spirit thing and I’m not the one to be working with her. She and her cousin Barb (one of my art studio artists), wanted to make cookies and did so. Anyway, she kept hounding me about the caroling events, dates, times, what we were doing, etc. and I shared it with her as I got the information. Somehow or another, she got it in her mind that I was in charge of this whole thing and was getting nitpicky with me about some things and I kept saying, “I don’t know, I’m not in charge,” yet somehow she kept missing the part I wasn’t in charge! Well, she ended up getting mad at me because of Dec. 4^th – she showed up at 6 with a couple people to sing, along with Max – they went to the school, but the rest of us were already headed for the float a few blocks away. Only about 5 or 6 people sang at the school and she got mad at me because I and the rest of the singers were not there! Anyway, I found out later that during that time, she got into an argument with Max and he took off.

The next day, I get this text message from her:

“Well, we did it! Thank you for the inspiration behind reaching Coos County for Jesus! [then she asked for info about the other caroling events and she was giving me all these instructions on how to pull off the Bandon event and telling me to keep my phone on to take calls from people she was sending to me, etc. and etc.] “since you are organizing the event and everything. …” 

Anyway, it REALLY pissed me off for some reason and I called her and lit into her. I know I wasn’t right in doing so, but I DO NOT LIKE BEING PRAISED FOR ANYTHING!! Putting that on me was really not a big deal, but I took it as such for some reason and it really made me hopping mad for days. I never told her I was in charge and I never said she could give out my phone number, etc. and etc. It doesn’t matter one way or another, I’ve been in charge of things before, but that wasn’t the point. Anyway, I kept telling her otherwise, gave her the schedule (where Bandon and Coos Bay were swapped on another poster – I think there was more than 1 person doing posters and got dates swapped – there was no coordination between anyone. Anyway, I had to repeat myself several times and she just wasn’t getting it and getting mad at me for giving her wrong info! So, in the end, I never saw her on the 4^th, I got back and she wasn’t there. She showed up at Pony Village Mall and then in Coos Bay, but was very subdued, didn’t really talk to me, but I was too busy trying to lead the singing. I guess, though no one said so, I became the leader for singing from the 4^th on. I about lost my voice several times. It just fell to me, no one knew or said, but it just happened that way. Somehow from the beginning, I knew that to be so that I was the appointed song leader as in leading the Israelites in battle song – it was a Biblical victory thing. She hasn’t talked to me (or visa versa) since. Like I told William, I don’t know what to do about this since I believe I am the wrong person to work with her. She is in serious need of deliverance.

William and I were sick in the weeks leading up to Christmas (I started getting sick the week of Thanksgiving with a head cold) – this flu acted different than others. William got the worst of it because of asthma, so his lungs got real full. I started with a head cold, it ended up in my chest and I had a harsh, severe cough for a couple weeks. To this day, I still cough too much with too much flem. Not only that, but both William and I lost our sense of smell and taste – everything tastes the same, and I know certain things should have had a strong smell, and we smelled nothing. Real weird. Also, to this day, William has way too harsh of a cough for the time it’s been and he’s still using his breathing machine several times a day. I had to go to the school 3 days a week anyway while I was sick (I think I had a fever for a few of those days prior, so while in school, I just had the severe cough), because Denesa had Jury duty and we are still unsure of our volunteers at the school – when their kids are gone, there go our volunteers! So we aren’t sure if we’re going to show up and find that we are the only ones there (which has happened a couple times) – we agree that one or the other of us has to be there at least part of every day. Anyway, William hasn’t worked since Nov. due to his back being out in Nov. for a couple weeks and then getting sick – I think he worked a couple days in between, but God has provided for all of our needs – 3 turkeys and 2 hams in the freezer – pulled off a great Christmas (and Thanksgiving) dinner!

Chris moving in with us early Dec. and John moving into our trailer in Oct. Now that was a story: John text us one Thursday in Oct. on our way to Prayer meeting, “help!” and that was it. So we immediately tried to call him, couldn’t get him, text him and found out he was on the side of the road with all his stuff having been evicted. So we spent the evening rescuing him. Soon after, Denesa hired him a couple days a week to deliver furniture for her furniture store. We had told him initially that he needed to take this opportunity living here with us, to save all his money to find his own place; however, as time went on, we realized he was spending it too fast, not saving, going to that new ceramic store and painting – all of which is his own business and choice; however, we told him our trailer is not a permanent solution.

Jon called us one day in early Dec. and said, “Chris wants to move up there with you. We’ll be there in a week. He finally quit the dollar store.” We saw this as an answer to prayer and a total miracle. Chris has been on the streets these past 4 years, lost and getting worse – schizophrenia, paranoia, living in the public bathrooms – locking himself in for days, refusing to communicate with family, then other times, expecting Jon and Jen to take him in days on end, etc. I guess, he one day recently, he crawled into his tent, opened his bible and got set free. Not 2 days later, Jon shows up with Chris on our doorstep! We were just getting used to the idea let alone doing something about it (clean up the downstairs room, etc.)! Anyway, we were shocked yet joyful that he was set free and in out of the cold. I’ve noticed ever since, how clear-minded, God-seeking, joyful, and interacting normally with us he has been. What a total miracle!

Also in October, my daughter moved in with my mom. Mom has almost been totally bedridden for months now, her roommate Debra died last month, Albert is getting sicker from cancer of the lungs, etc. and is sleeping almost more than mom these past few months. Anyway, I’m glad Laura moved in with her so she could get the care she’s been needing; however, Laura, unfortunately, has turned into her father – that over-controlling, evil spirit that was on him, seems to be worse on her. Between her rebellion from age 18 on getting worse and worse in deed and heart, she is not my daughter – the daughter I raised is not evident in her. Last Aug. when I went to visit her (first time I’ve seen her since 2016), I could not believe how dark she had become. Spiritually, physically – I saw no love, no joy, no happiness whatsoever, no warmth, no familial ties, no words even to express such, etc. She’s even worse now. Where William and I were gaining ground with my mom Spiritually and Politically – she was actually listening to us and saying she believed what we were saying, etc., Laura comes in and completely tears it all apart – not even mom talks to me much anymore, let alone Laura. I told mom I was coming down for the days before Christmas to visit her somewhere around Thanksgiving. She was excited, yet gripped that I wasn’t staying longer as well as through to her birthday – celebration the whole time. I told her I couldn’t due to other obligations and she gripped that I put others before her, etc. and etc. Anyway, the end of it was that not only her, but Laura yelling so in the background, “you cannot come in here without wearing a mast the entire time.” I said no way. Now, this entire past year-and -a -half, she has never once asked me to wear a mask around her, nor was she hesitant (even in Aug. when I saw her) to hug me, etc. Now, she’s like Gestapo insisting! No, it was a Laura, being a control freak over mom now – she has taken charge (the devil sent in some big guns to block mine or William’s words of salvation from getting through) like a gate keeper now keeping me out. Prior to my visit to the valley, Laura was very guarded in conversation with me, and very short and vague. After I was home, she was all jovial and chatty – it is she who does not want to see me! That was the situation last October when both Laura and Kelly came to mom’s – they really didn’t want to see me but they all plotted together to make me out to be the bad guy and in the end, coming within 1 hour drive from my house, yet made no effort to see me. (the spirit in them knows the Spirit in me will whoop them)!

Arrived in the Rogue Valley Dec. 22^nd – stopped, almost like last minute, literally, at Steve's house. He had just gotten home and was still outside, hadn’t even gone in yet. He was so excited to see us. I had noticed when we got there, he was stooped over more than usual, looked sad and lost. But after our hour-long conversation, he was so perked up and happy looking. I felt that there were angels in the room the whole time, that when we came in there, there came light, and as we talked, we got more and more excited in the Lord – I believe our last minute stop was God-inspired and Steve was blessed! What’s cool, is that he invited us to the Medford Gospel Mission (where he volunteers) for their Christmas dinner. I was so surprised and impressed on the improvements on the place. Not only was the dining room like a restaurant, but the ladies delivered the food to us – very good. Not only that, but the whole place had been modified and refurbished.

Next, stopped to see mom, she refused to see me (whole episode over mask), got signed paper work for my house (I had mailed her a form earlier in the week), from her dresser, she was in bed with her back to me, awake, but refusing to turn over. When I went into the house, I was rather shocked to notice it was all dark entirely, no fire was going in the fireplace, and not a person was to be seen anywhere. I noticed that Karen’s dog was yapping in the driveway, right under the loft apartment (where Albert now lives). No one seemed to be about. Now, I wonder, is Laura really taking good care of mom? Mom refusing to talk to me when I called the 25^th and 27^th; however, she talked with Denesa when she called about the house on the 28^th and was very pleasant. Mom is being controlled by Laura as well. William and I have been doing warfare for their sakes ever since we realized what has been going on, and William especially, has been getting even more intense in this way over them.

Dec. 23 Christmas Caroling on the plaza in Ashland – after 9 years of being gone, very powerful. It has been raining pretty steadily all day, but William and I kept saying throughout the day, “it’ll stop while we are singing”. Sure enough, while we were unpacking the car, it was pouring. I had the 3 girls (Tamara’s) telling them to stick to me like glue all evening (and they did). About 10 or so people showed up with umbrellas, ready to sing (me and the girls also each had umbrellas). I talked to this one guy and my mouth took off without me again … he was asking what church was sponsoring this, and I said none, that we were just out to preach the gospel through Christmas songs, to re-take Ashland in the name of Jesus through our caroling, and on I went like that, which was all good and true; however, I ended it with “and we are the real deal.” And he stepped back with a surprised look and I realized how bad that sounded, even though I only meant to say that we were just out here doing what Jesus would do – I wasn’t meaning anything toward praising myself or any such thing, I just realized I must have sounded like I did – it wasn’t my intention! I did also say, “It will stop raining when we start singing, and it will resume when we stop.” And sure enough, that is what exactly happened!

Anyway, by then we had about 20 or so gathering. One group were all masked up, took the books, and when we started singing, they just looked at their books and would not sing. They backed away from us to the edge of the Plaza, stood there through another song, looking like they were confused and didn’t know what to do about this situation. They then ended up across the street doing the same thing. I lost track of them after that. When we started singing, an intoxicated man came into our midst (different than 9 years ago where he stayed on the outer parameter cursing God), this guy would sing, but when we got to anything about Jesus, or Emanuel, or the blood or cross of Jesus, he would freak out, scream, and wiggle around real weird. Throughout all of this, me and the girls were standing on the concrete boarder area above the people, leading in song. At the same time, an obviously Spirit-filled lady kept praying for and over him throughout caroling, William, I could see, was nearby, observing everything AND praying, in the end, he was set free, sobered up, and left his large, paper bag of weed behind.

Since it was Tamara’s birthday and she was working, we dropped the kids off at their house (dad was home) and went to the bar where she worked. We sat there for quite some time appalled and annoyed at the culture around us – how much people have changed/TV has changed over the past 40 years, etc. almost ready to call it quits, when Tamara finally shows up with a friend to introduce us – who when all gaga over William and his hair. Anyway, we ended up in the smoking lounge where she introduced us to her boss. There William and he get into this great discussion about God, really making an impact on both and Tamara. She had been struggle with God while lamenting the struggle of being a mom with a cheating boyfriend, etc. Yet, still holding back from God and the seeking she needs to do …

Anyway, back to the day before, after we left mom’s, we went to get Jon (he got off work at 3), then went to Tamara’s, came home the 24^th via 101 (5 ½ hour trip) due to snow on the pass, wonderful trip home, picnic (packed food – too broke) on the beach (Gold Beach), got home around 4 or so …

Problems and Issues

 

Oct. 9 – Laura’s been at my mom’s now a week and no one even called me! She had moved in with my mom, because mom is 82 and pretty much bed-ridden.  Laura has never called me since May – they came out to visit in Aug., I never got a call – found out from mom when they were arriving. Didn’t know she was planning on moving out here to move in with mom – until mom told me a week before the supposed arrival! Found out from mom, they were in Colorado the weekend of Sept. 25^th (moved from Indiana), kept waiting for a call that she arrived, finally called mom myself yesterday and found out she’d been there well over a week at that point! I said, “How come no one called me?” “Oh,” mom, said, “I didn’t know I needed to!” Wow, really? That’s how much they really care about me.

When we went down to the valley the first week of Aug.(when they came to visit) to meet Laura and the boys (I hadn’t seen any of them since 2016), they were sooooo cold to me! Like we were barely acquaintances rather than family! They were so cold-hearted – no family love or even a hint of caring whether or not I was there. They never called me ‘mom’ or ‘grandma’ – except Laura said ‘mom’ once. No hug, no kiss, no “gee, we missed you.” NOTHING! Cold as Ice! Even Tamara’s kids called me grandma several times when they came up to go swimming – right in front of them! Nothing from them! Barely even said ‘bye’ to use when we left. I cannot believe that they treat me that way!

Nov. 4 – we finally had a parent meeting for our school last night. (we started school Aug. 23 with 17 kids, 3rd - 11th grade).   I was so upset to know what lie had been going around about me … for a few weeks now, I had been hearing whispering from both parents and kids, my name popping up, etc., but no one would tell me anything! A few weeks ago, a parent accused me of losing her kid’s papers/work and not recording it – doing so on purpose even! I told her that was not the case, that I record everything that I grade, but I’m not the only one doing the grading! And I’m sure no one would not record it on purpose! In fact, I told her, at the beginning of the year when kids bombed tests/quizzes, Denesa and I agreed that we would give them another chance – we didn’t record the grade, but gave the papers back to the kids telling them to find the answers in their books, write it beside the wrong answers, send it back in, and we would give them a higher grade. This was all being done because the kids have almost no memory skills at all – we’re trying to help them by teaching them study habits and skills (most of the kids are at least 2 years behind in learning). In fact, I even started taking various kids aside and showed them how to organize a notebook (3 ring binder) with each category, put their quizzes and tests in there WITH the correct answers, so as to use these as study materials for future tests – since all are accumulative. As I was taking the 8th grade boy back to the cafeteria to do exactly that, a 10th grade girl mouthed off to me – told me I had no business taking him away (he was literally laying on the floor right before I got over there, messing around, annoying the other 8th grade girl) when he had work to do. I told her was I was doing and she said in a very sassy way, “you’re not going to take me to do that!”

I do not understand why those kids are so sassy to me when I’ve gone out of my way since May to help them – with their mother’s request no less!

Anyway, at last night’s meeting, I finally found out that the 8th grade boy had told his mom that while in the cafeteria, I told him, “no body must love you, you must not have anyone at home that loves you.” I was so shocked! I never even think that way, let alone say something like that to someone! She actually looked at me and all but called me a liar when I said I never said anything like that.

What gets me is that I volunteer my time, time I’d rather be sitting at home reading my books, doing my artwork, or whatever. I really don’t want to be teaching school again, but I’m doing what God told me to do! A whole year ago, the situation with these kids so bothered me that I was in constant prayer about the situation with the kids – their lack of learning, schools that failed them, children walking by with nothing to do, the lies they were believing, etc. God wouldn’t let me go about this whole issue – told me to start a school and when I prayed over the buildings in January, I specifically prayed over 503 Spruce St and told God, “if you want me to start a school, give me this building to do so!” and He did!!! A total miracle and I know God wants this school

I’ve always been an advocate for kids, building them up, not tearing them down! For someone to accuse me of saying such is horrible! I never would have said such a thing. All the other parents told me they thought Denesa and I were wonderful to have started this school and they were behind us all the way. Either way, we’ve lost 5 kids this past week due to these lies and this poison that’s been going around. What gets me is that the parents are teaching these kids how to quit rather than working out the issues (all they had to do was talk to us!) – Tuesday, all the kids knew that the 8th grade girls weren’t planning on coming back – it was their last day – but no one told us! One of their fathers was even there Tuesday volunteering and he never even said anything! Just turned in his key to one of the other parents and snuck outside! Total cowards! If this school wasn’t working out for them, all they had to do was say something! Not one word! I don’t even know why … was it because of the lies that were being told about me? Was it because the 8^th graders were still so far behind? They were both late starters and it took forever to get their books mailed to us, plus being without the video guides were a problem? They were slowly catching up. So what was it? As for that one parent and her kids – she taught the kids to be sassy and talk back to the adults – not just me, but the other adults as well. No one should put up with mean, sassy kids! They do need to apologize before they come back – but no, she's is keeping them home now and won’t even talk to anyone!

I don’t need these kinds of headaches, but God told me to start a school ….

Nov. 7 – I got a call from my granddaughter yesterday!!! What a surprise and a major blessing! She said she’d been wanting to call me for some time now. A few days ago, I guess she called, I didn’t recognize the number (TX) and didn’t answer. There was a message, but I couldn’t really understand it, sounded like a little kid, and something about calling her back if I wanted to. Anyway, I had no idea who it was and thought maybe a kid got a hold of parent’s phone and made a random call, so I ignored it. Yesterday, the phone rang, I picked it up in time to see a Texas number, I started to put it down and it left a voice message, so I started to listen to it when my phone rang again. It was her! Such a surprise. She said her mom was in the other room talking to her father on the phone and she was using the land line to call me. I didn’t ask how she got my number or if her mother knew she had called me. She told me a bit about herself – she was so excited to talk to me. She loves horses and gets to ride one, she loves looking at horses when they drive around – I guess there are many of them around. She also loves Science and loves to draw. I told her to e-mail me (I gave her my e-mail) and take pictures of her drawings and send them to me. I told her we’d stay in touch – she was very insistent and asked what my schedule was and when was a good time to call, etc.

I do wish her mom would call me and tell me why she won’t or hasn’t talked to me in almost 7 years …

More Attacks

 

William had been under a lot of oppression for a week or so, so much so it was muddling his mind. He had been acting rather odd, not his normal self and I should have caught on. Since our large cross had spent the winter outdoors (attached to our garden bed as a witness to the neighborhood), it needed refinishing before we could take it into our new school/church building. He was out sanding on it, then varnishing it on Thursday. At that time, my elderly art students came in for their weekly art lesson – Ralph hadn’t been coming since Feb. since his back was really hurting him and he was in a depression, so Thurs. was his first day back. He hobbled in with a cane really complaining. I asked William to come up and pray for him. As soon as William laid hands on his back, he felt the power of God enter in, but God kept pressing him to keep going with prayer (it may have taken upwards of ½ hr. or so, he was given the impression). Ralph, even though a professing Christian, he scoffed at William for his actions, but God kept pressing William to go on. Ralph’s pride was getting in the way, so William left him be and went back outside. In the mean time, our art lesson progressed and Ralph was starting to get free mentally and physically – I saw him sit up straighter and start his magpie chattering. I knew he was feeling better. In the mean time, William was out in the garage with God pestering him to go up and speak to Ralph and pray some more. William kept putting God off and saying, “ok, ok,” but kept working. Finally God spoke loudly and William said, “OK!” and came upstairs to tell Ralph something. Ralph tried to ignore William’s words, knowing them to be true, but too prideful to accept it; however, when Ralph left the house at noon, he was back to his chipper self, walking without the cane (but refused to acknowledge it, same with Barb) – he even went around to my garden to check it out (like he’s always done before).

Anyway, William was dealing with his own issues by that point (he didn’t realize until later, God was dealing with Pride in him as well). He went off to the store to get a couple things, came home and by 2 pm or so, lay down for a nap. He didn’t get up until after 5 or so, still out of sorts. We sit down for the evening, in our jammies to watch an old 1938 Charlie Chan movie, and about 7:30 or so, I looked out front and noticed the car wasn’t there. Figuring William left it at the side of the house, I asked him to move it around to the front. He went outside and couldn’t find the car. We looked everywhere around the house – no car! I assumed it was stolen, called the cops, filed a report, and went back to our movie wondering what the heck happened to the car! Like the cop said, “who would steal a 21-year old car, we never have car thefts around here anyway.” About 8:15 we get a call from the cops saying they found it in McKay’s parking lot (2 blocks away). We went running over there, and it was parked in a spot – the employees there having said it had been there since about 2 pm. William had drove it over there (which he never does for only a couple things from the store) and walked back home – totally (until that moment) forgetting he ever drove it!!! Needless to say, the cop and us had a good laugh about it.

The point was, when we notice the enemy all over us – we need to deal with it right then!! He had to go to God for repentance in his own prideful attitude he had developed over dealing with Ralph earlier that day AND realize how much the enemy had been tormenting his mind night and day for over a week by then.

Denesa and I had a great meeting (2 hrs.) at the school today. Got a lot accomplished between us for the workings of the school – the curriculum app turned in, so we can start our order. She’s going to pick me up one day this next week to take me to visit a couple of her ranches.

Demonic Attacks

 

May 15 – wow, what a month already! After the big rally (tons of support) and our first prayer meeting in the new building that night, the devil whollopped me in the middle of the night – full-fledged vomiting. That went on thru to the 13^th, while the whole time we were praying, serious warfare, and I tried to get up during the days and carry on – 2 days on the front porch, quite on fire, preaching to everyone who came near; however, I was getting weaker and weaker, couldn’t even keep water down – not even Gateraid. Every night, full-out attacks from the enemy – me no sleep at all, constant, wild ‘dreams’ as such – violent, etc. and etc. God revealed to William that it was a strongman in my life – going back through my family. (God revealed several things, gave him a few visions throughout the week). My mom always had the same (as William describes it) ‘violent’ cough, constant flem for whatever reason. Me too, he says that I have always had this very abnormal, very violent/loud cough. Well, since the sinus surgery, the ‘river’ always runs down the back of my throat. So, he started concentrating his prayers on that, and Thursday night, the 13^th – full deliverance!!! William was down in his room praying late into the night then he saw this ‘vision’ of a bolt of God’s light come down and hit the top of the house and went right into me. The whole house lit up, but me, he saw, was wrapped in God’s light and His arms wrapped around me. I remember when that happened, I was being terribly tormented by demons, but suddenly I felt so light, so good and I saw Jesus holding me. That actually went on all night – back and forth between the torments and God holding me. I was exhausted and still not feeling good in the morning and came downstairs quite grumbly. William said, “OK, this thing is coming out!” and he started in on it again. Then, final deliverance! I was set free. I started eating and drinking just fine! I had to build up my strength, but by today, I was eating a normal dinner!! This was so unlike any time before, where it took weeks to build up.

May 17 – I feel great!!! Sunday, we had our normal Sunday meal and even Cheryl joined us (Lori and her niece were there too, their 2^nd time) and we had dinner outside on the picnic table, then we joined around the campfire (no fire – very warm, sunny day) for meeting time – 8 people around the circle! Great and powerful meeting, I told my testimony, had a birthday party for Max (a week late, I apologized to him). Next Sunday, meetings will be held in our new building – William’s reluctant to call it our ‘church’ building, since we are still considered outdoor preachers, but because of our new Church School, we have to establish a ‘Church’ in the building. God is sooooo good! Anyway, things are progressing in the building – all the new lights are in, work is being done on the bathrooms, windows are being covered by this ‘stained glass’ look. We look to have our next meeting for the school next week.

School

 Wow, so much spiritual stuff going on. Yesterday afternoon, Kathy just showed up unannounced – we hadn’t seen her since right after we moved in the house! After catching up a bit, we prayed over her for several issues – William has been sooooo under the Holy Spirit the last few weeks, his prayers are powerful! Even Kathy noticed the difference.

William has been ministering to so many people lately, he’s been coming under a ton of attack from the enemy. Last night as we prayed before going to bed, as he was praying, I had a vision! It was so vivid:

I saw the back head and shoulders of a young girl, head bowed, and around her head swirled a ton of jumbled letters, swirling in a thick ring, so packed, layer upon layer of letters (alphabet) swirling in a clock-wise rotation. She was facing toward a large window, that was so cloudy, unable to see through, yet some (very faint) light was coming through. After a bit, the ‘screen’ went black and I saw the back head and shoulders of a grown up woman, this time, she was sitting up straight and head up with a gold halo around her head. The window was now clear, yet the light was so bright, you still couldn’t see through it.

William finished praying and I told him about it – he said that the jumble of letters represented how the people are so confused now and little light is getting in. The 2^nd part was that the light and truth illuminated the people and they now ‘see’ truth.

After he said that, he went on down stairs and I continued praying, in the Spirit and naturally. Again, when I closed my eyes, I saw a huge cyclone swirling clockwise, taking up my whole ‘screen’ so to say. It felt and looked all encompassing. As I raised my hands to heaven, I could ‘see’ my hands, like arcs of light as they moved through, with, and around the cyclone – as I moved, it would change, kind of like a cloud when something goes through it – like a hole opens up, but quickly closes again.

Again, I prayed, and as my hands moved through the air, I again ‘saw’ my hands like arcs of light through darkness. I had an awesome time communing with God, Jesus, Holy Spirit, praying, etc., then I felt like I was done, and fell asleep.

About 3 or so, I woke up (barely), went to the bathroom, then back to bed and about to fall asleep, then immediately I was bolt awake. I was hearing some noise downstairs and knew it was William, I kept listening and it sounded like he was in distress and almost called out to see if he was ok, but then silence again. So I sat up in my chair deciding what to do and after sitting a few minutes, heard the sounds again. So I went downstairs and William came out of his room, light was on, I knew something was up. He had been suffering a great deal of torment from the enemy and was greatly distressed, so we talked and I prayed over him, I went back up to bed and it was 3:45. I thought, “Wow, always at 3 or 3:30 something like this happens”.

On the 27, I met with Denessa, Lisa, and another parent at the furniture store to meet with the curriculum guy who was going to talk with us about starting a school. Over 5 hours later, the meeting was over and boy did we get an education! We learned so much and now have a much clearer picture of our school and what to do. I told them all the story of how God had been prompting me since fall the open a school and I told God that I liked being retired and if he wanted me to open a school, he’d better just drop it all in my lap, because I wasn’t going to ‘work it.’ I also told of how I had been downtown MP (I think it was) early January, praying over which building I was going to rent to open a school – came to 503 Spruce St. (tho I didn’t pay attention to the address at that time), I said to God, “Wow, I want this building for my school. I don’t care how you do it Jesus, but get me this building”. I never told anyone about this. I had gone all around, looking in every window, praying over this building. I saw no contact info, no sign that said for sale or rent, it looked like stuff was in there, so I couldn’t tell if anyone was using it. I kind of left it like that and when we started going to those meetings in Bandon, about 3 or 4 weeks into it, God prompted me to get up and say, “I’m starting a school” and asked if anyone was with me in this. Denessa and Lisa came up to me and said they were interested as well. After I got back from the light house and I went to the meeting April 9^th, Denessa said she bought 503 Spruce St. When I went into town the next day and realized it was the same building I was praying over, I was totally trippin’.

Last night, we went again to Bandon to the Citizens Restoring Liberty meeting and more and more people are getting on board and fighting back.

The kids have been in such a huge fight for their rights in school: Lisa’s 3, 2 of whom were still in school – the 8^th and 9^th grader, along with their friend, another 8^th grader have suffered such massive persecution at the school – such horrible treatment, they got up to speak and the 8^th grade girl got a standing ovation for fighting back – a straight A student, ostracized, set in seclusion all day in the library with only 1 10 minute break, teachers and led by the teachers the students harassing and ridiculing her, days and hours and hours of this kind of treatment, anyway, her extremely well written essay on why she won’t wear a mask (backed up with proof, citations, etc.) – she got a C (which she considered failure). They have been using those ‘mask exemption’ cards, which the school refuses to acknowledge or accept even though HIPA law is explicit they are to obey it! All the parents are going to ban up and do a class-action lawsuit against the school – rightfully so! It is flat out child abuse what they are doing! Several kids’ parents have called Lisa and have asked for those cards – other kids are starting to fight back.

Anyway, next Wednesday, we’ve got over 100+ people showing up to Myrtle Point High School to do a peaceful demonstration – signs, NO MASKS, etc. I’m going to make a couple: SHEEPLES WAKE UP! and QUIT ABUSING OUR CHILDREN, etc.

Anyway, the bottom line is, all the kids have dropped out of school and I’m starting to tutor all of them this next week, for the rest of the year.

New School

 

Wow, such an awesome time in the Lord we’ve been having this week. Going through Curry Blake’s teaching on Spiritual Warfare (SWAT), seeing someone getting delivered, listening to videos from the Freedom Conference in Tulsa, etc. God is on the move!

We are starting a new school right downtown Myrtle Point. William and I had been going to meetings (Citizens Restoring Liberty in Bandon, since Dec.) with like-minded people. We meet to discuss what we can do to turn this country around. I met Denessa, when after we went for a few times, I got up and spoke about starting a new school (toward the end of January), so she and another person talked with me about it. We met in Feb. at her store where I laid out my vision of a new school and how to operate it. She said she’d look into curriculum, after I suggested a few.

God had bugged me about this for a few months, so the beginning of January, I had gone downtown MP to pray over buildings and ask Jesus to give me one for a new school – I stood in front of 503 Spruce St., said, “Jesus, if you want me to start a school, get me this building!” – I prayed over and around the building and went home and let it go. I went to the lighthouse in March and pretty much put it out of my mind and when I got back and went to the Bandon meetings again April 2^nd or 9^th, don’t remember, she said to me she bought an old bank building in MP, she told me the address, but I didn’t know which one it was until I met her at her building for a meeting the evening of April 18^th – until then, I had no idea she bought the VERY SAME BUILDING I PRAYED OVER! I was so trippin’. I spent this last Tuesday doing research on starting a school and wrote out the mission, vision, goal statements. We want to see this place used to educate kids as well as the public (like the 3 videos on “the steal” of the election) and to hold training (Curry Blake’s stuff) as well – maybe even an evangelistic training center of some sort.

Either late last week or early this week, Lori was walking by my house (hadn’t seen her since probably spring of last year when we first met), I was singing a song on my front porch pretty loud, she was walking by on the other side of the street with a mask on, I didn’t recognize her, but she yelled out “yeah Jesus” in response to my singing, and I yelled out, “thank you Jesus” – she went on to DQ, came back on my side of the street eating her ice cream, stopped and chatted. One thing led to another and before we knew it, we were in prayer and deliverance for her. We have spent this entire week praying over and for her, been to her house (she wanted us to ‘see’ where the demon attacks were coming from), but especially Tues., Wed., and Thurs. nights, both William and I have been awoken in the middle of the night to pray in tongues over her, she came by yesterday with more freedom, but God revealed more to us. She and her niece Emma came to Sunday’s meeting (we have house church every week).

April 24 – powerful ministry time today! William and I were late in getting started on our bible study time and almost 11, Lori came over, less confused looking and brighter eyed than before, and we had some awesome ministry time, prayer time, and seeing her delivered even more! Praise the Lord! We have been praying for her all week and we are seeing such great results! About 1pm Cheryl came over – more fellowship time – listening to music, talking, etc., then about 2 she left and I showed Lori how simple it is to make body butter, then we had lunch. Great ministry day, and at 3:33 we finally sat down when everyone was gone and William realized how exhausted he was, so he had to go take a nap.

Last night’s meeting at Restoration Church (Citizens Against Tyranny) was great in that we are showing the people some action. Denessa got up to speak along with her friend (same one was at past meetings), and asked me to get up with her. They told of some horror stories their kids are having to go through – singled-out shaming, unfair grading, etc. etc. She announced that we are starting a new school, already bought the building, getting the curriculum, and introduced me – I mentioned how I’ve been teaching since the 80’s and retired several years ago, couldn’t stand what I saw the kids going through (lies, masks, little or no education for a year now, etc.) and a little of how our school will structure, a call for volunteer teachers, etc.

The rest of the meeting was a report by Rob Taylor (has a talk radio show locally) and 3 others who went to Tulsa, OK for the conference and how they were harassed excessively and their rights terribly violated (along with their bodies) for 2 ½ hours, making them purposely missing their flight, their 60 hr. drive to get there, the exceptional speakers and some of what was said there.

Battery Point Lighthouse

 

Battery Point Lighthouse – March 2021

Roberta & William Hayes

4^th time keepers

3/2 – We love it here! Beautiful day, so sunny and warm (when the wind isn't biting into you). I sat on the picnic table out by the front porch for a couple hours, enjoying the sun, scene, and reading my book. So beautiful and delightful.

We arrived in town yesterday earlier than expected after having come down the 101. Beautiful drive. We met up with Karen at the museum not long after noon, did a quick check-in, then to the lighthouse parking lot to note the height of the tide. Still high, so we went to an overlooking point and had a picnic. We got back to the lighthouse beach some time after 2 and started picking through the rocks and talked with several people while there. Two couples I told a bit of story/history of the lighthouse and they were so excited about the place that when I was done, they were wanting to go sign up as volunteers!

Another person we spent quite a bit of time with was a homeless lady and her 6 & 8 year-old girl and boy. The girl was so very chatty and clingy that she was all over both William and I had to pick her up and hold her for a time – she was so needy for attention. It was a bit chilly and the kids had no coat or even warm enough clothes – they were obviously hungry as well. The mom kept volunteering to help us move in, but we basically let her know we got that handled. However, we did tell her then to come up on after the tide went down and I'd make them some sandwiches.

We managed to get to the lighthouse a bit after 4 pm – took 3 trips on the ATV to get everything. When William went back for his 3^rd trip, I put things away and kept a watch out for those kids. I noted that the ATV was sitting beside the car loaded, but William was nowhere in sight – I noted this for quite some time before I got worried and went down to the parking lot. There, I found him talking with an old guy about the Lord – they were in quite an animated conversation. I stood there for awhile before William ended the conversation and I rode with him on the ATV back to the lighthouse. Soon after that, the kids and mom came up with their dog. I told them to take the dog down to the bottom of the hill and tie him to the bench down there. In the mean time, I made up a bunch of sandwiches, raisins, crackers, and took them out to the picnic table. They ate that right up! It was about sunset, the kids were cold and the girl had me hold her again, wrapped up in my coat. I ended up giving both kids a couple pair of gloves which they promptly put on. The mom was very thankful for everything and said they would come visit again.

I had been looking forward to a nice hot bath in the clawfoot bathtub (of which I experienced awesomeness 2 of our past 3 visits – first time the elements were bad which William replaced the last week we were here), but was sorely disappointed – the water started getting cold ½ way up – I got a better bath at home, and that's not saying much!

This place has had a lot of work done on it this past year – I never seen it quite so clean and nice – fresh paint in all the rooms it looks like – new flooring down stairs. A lot of things moved around or just gone – like the CB radio (which I think is a mistake) and the curtain in the chart room – all the heat goes out now, not too economical!

I love the paint color choices in the kitchen and especially – pale mint and bright white trim. Never seen that kitchen so bright and shiny! The upstairs bedroom seems to be a much brighter lemon yellow than before and the spare room looks so much more inviting now. The boat house has a new roof – I'm surprised they put shingles on it – very nice looking, but it would seem not too practical with the winds up here. Probably because of the historical restrictions. The bouy tree has more bouys, the flag pole looks fatter and shorter than when we were here in '18 – as I remember a storm had taken it out the February before and we had no flag pole the whole month we were here. The trees seem slimmer of fulliage than before as well. There was even new concrete in front of the garage – nice!

3/3 – Another beautiful day – so sunny and warm, when not in the direct wind. I was sitting out front reading. Several people on the island. One person came up and started talking with me – very chatty. Wanted to know the history of the place – I talked with her for some time.

I noticed the last couple days a lot of people walking out on the pier and jetty causeway, but the waves were almost non-existant – so not much problem. I was telling the lady it was not safe to walk out there due to the waves coming over it most of the time.

Very lazy day and I enjoyed it!

Was up in the tower enjoying the sites and noticed they have a camera hidden up there on the ledge, pointing toward the beach walkway.

We haven't watched TV much in years and we were appauled and astounded at the level of depravity and stupidity that the shows and commercials portray. No wonder this country has fallen to the state of evil it has become – those false prophets fed violence and evil to the masses for far too long now. Society has become the nightmare Hollywood portrayed it in the 70's and 80's. We've been fairly insulated from much of this since we just watch old 40's – 60's movies mostly. It's such a shock every time we see what's on now.

Later in the day, William had to chase off another dog/dog owner – the guy claimed that yes, he saw the sign and thought it said, “no dog bathrooms.” Wow!

3/4 – 9 am Harlan was here updating William on the latest work in progress and what needed to be done – William will be sanding main beams in the basement in preparation for re-sealing and spraying/killing some invasive bugs – some type of beetle.

Very relaxing day – more clouds coming in, wind picking up, not as warm as lately. Storm looks to be coming – the barameter is up.

3/5 – Last night it started getting pretty blustery and by the middle of the night, full-blown storm. I had noted earlier in the day that the barameter was pretty normal, but later afternoon, the spout was pretty full. I knew it was going to hit. We didn't put the flag out due to the high winds yesterday or today.

Dottie called us about dinnertime and warned us to batten down the hatches! It was nice talking with her, but boy sue sure has a lot of issues to deal with now, her son being paralized and all.

This morning, I had to chase a crazy lady off the isle due to her dog running wildly about – I tried to get out the door and the dog tried to get in! She as totally unconcerned that her dog was not allowed here, but they ran off when I said go.

William went out to look for damage – some red shingles were on the ground, not sure where they came from. I saw one of the orange cones blowing down the pathway, caught it, put it with the others out of the wind. We had taken the little table and bench from out front and put it in the garage last night. William noted this morning one of the flower pots had fallen off the front porch and broke, so he set the others out of the wind. Pretty minimal damage over all.

Like I said to Dottie last night, we've taken this first week and have been pretty lazy – having a real vacation!

3/6 – Such a beautiful day! Sunny, warm, yet wind a bit cold. We had gotten 2 calls this past week: one Katie, a photographer and two Alexandrea, a blogger – I had told them that this weekend, Saturday especially, would be a great day to come out, we would talk with them, give them a tour, etc. They said they would call prior to arriving so we expected them all day! They never called or came by, that we knew of. I was rather irrited because we got the place all cleaned up, we were mentally prepped with our tour knowledge and I even got the cash register ready. So, William put the sign out saying he would give talks, but people didn't seem interested in waiting around for a group, so William and I went out and about talking with people. One person did want to buy something, so we let her in – a whole $7.35! We checked the outdoor donation box and found $17. in there. We probably talked with a dozen or so people and there were more than triple that out and about all day. Again, we had to chase people off with dogs! They were totally unconcerned that there are rules!!

3/7 – had a very lazy day, enjoyed a bit of sun. We've been in the Word every morning – usually about 9 -12, going through the “New Man” series by Curry Blake – awesome study.

3/8 – this morning started off sunny, but we watched 2 separate walls of rain come toward us. It was rather rainy and blustery today – colder too. Only a few people came out here – again, I had to chase a lady off with a big dog – she tried to ignore me. I told her several times, getting closer and closer, then when I was about upon her, she finally acknowledged me and said in a flippant way, “Oh, I didn't know dogs wern't allowed.” I could tell she did too know! She and the dog took their own sweet time getting off – only when I went down the path toward her, then she picked up her speed, giving me 'the look' over her shoulder.

3/9 – blustery, rainy day. Very cold out – very few people out and about. We haven't put the flag out these last 2 days due to the winds. Early afternoon, William set off the fire alarm while working in the basement. I was trying to type in the code into the alarm when William came upstairs and then the fire department called. I guess they had already set out at that point. At the end of the day, he couldn't re-set it due to multiple issues, it was saying, so he called the alarm company and they didn't have an answer! It sounded like someone was thumbing through a manual trying to figure it out and in the end they didn't know what to tell us! What good is such a company! What has happened to good, old-fashioned customer service with people that know what they are talking about??!

3/10 – Beautiful day! This morning we took our coffee outside in the sun and spotted not only the feeding seals, but at least 1 whale just past the big rock. He was obviously feeding as well.

Late morning, I was standing out back of the house looking for whales, when a guy came up and started asking me questions. I started talking about the history of the place, giving him a few cool stories. Then somehow we got to talking about spiritual things and one thing led to another; by then William came out and started adding to the conversation. The guy was almost in tears and kept saying, you have helped me so much, I want to give you a hug. I found that he was really listening to William so I went inside and let them to themselves. I guess William really impacted the guy, he started weeping, they prayed together, then the guy went down to the beach and got his wife. We ended up giving them a tour of the place (Tom and Kelly from Rogue River), they absolutely loved it and now want to be keepers as well. We exchanged phone numbers. Tom ended up calling William later in the evening thanking him again for the wonderful conversation.

I ended up chasing off 2 different people due to dogs – 1 had 2 little dogs on leashes but the other had a big dog not on a leash. They all acted put out like, “whats the big deal, we didn't see any signs!!” I can't believe how many people just don't care about others or about rules. William ended up chasing someone off later in the day – same thing. Not too many people out here today overall.

3/11 – several, maybe 2 – 3 dozen people out here today – very beautiful day, many stayed till sunset, watching the beauty. Again, had to chase off another dog person.

The enemy really attacked William last night spiritually, due to the witnessing we've done lately. Methias called last night, had a great conversation until William started talking about what's 'really' going on (we are at war (truth vs lies), undergound cities, etc.) and when he got to the fact of 2,000 a day, American children/women are disappearing into the sex traffiking, etc., he hung up. William tried to call him back, then I did, and his phone was off.

Methias has always been one to stick his head in the sand and hide out in the country somewhere – isolates himself from all news. We realized that William overloaded him with too much 'truth' and he couldn't handle it.

3/12 – the most beautiful, warmest day of all! The water is almost flat. Most of the day under (8 – 2 maybe) high tide. William is finishing up downstairs with the sanding/painting, while I've been painting (watercolors) almost every day since I've been here – I've been doing Skillshare lessons. William washed all the downstairs windows and the fireplace window today. He kicked someone else off who had 2 big dogs – the guy told him, “I saw no sign.” Either the 2 large signs aren't big enough or people are just liars!

Afternoon, Williams brothers and Jen got here. We were walking around the lighthouse and I twisted my ankle, it was so painful and just got worse as the night wore on.

3/13 – water was even more flat than yesterday, not a ripple; however, no sun all day – cloudy, chilly, but no rain. Terry ended up staying in their van, but Jen and Jon stayed the night, but they left at 8 am this morning for the Redwoods – I had been looking forward to such an outing, I haven't been off this isle since we got here.

I had a miserable night on the chartroom loveseat, I couldn't even walk. William prayed over it again, we went through our bible study and he prayed again. I took a nap half of the day – just dozing in and out, still on the loveseat, but after I got up in the afternoon, my foot was better and I could hobble a little better.

3/14 – stormy day; the chartroom window leaks bad, had to mop water up off the window sill all day. The window in the stairwell in the tower leaks too – had to mop it up – left a towel there. The brothers left today – Terry never said much the whole time here, just sat with his phone/tv gadget and watched movies – pretty much stayed isolated. We had an awesome time last night playing spades with the 4 of us. The night before, Jen and I played only 2 games of Yatzee – she didn't seem too into it.

3/15 – beautiful, yet cold day. Sunny, but too cold to stand outside to enjoy it.

3/16 – Harlan came out about 9 am, checked over the work William's done thus far, instructed for whats more, etc. and chatted. Quite a nice time. Last 2 nights, we've had corned beef and cabbage and this morning he made potatoes, corned beef and egg – awesome.

absolutely beautiful day – started off cold (about 40 deg. or so), but by early afternoon, I was out on the front picnic table, sunbathing and reading and whale watching – I saw at least 6 or so and more way out in the distance – there had to be a large pod spread about the area. Up very close I saw at least 2 moms and their calves – it was such a warm, flat watered, beautiful day, I think they were playing out there – I saw several tails – small ones and larger ones – just no huge ones. I saw larger sprays and backs out further. We both spent a very lazy day, no bible study today (we did yesterday), nor the day before. It seems odd – we had gotten into such a great habit of bible study every day and I was liking it. We're already to video 9 of the “New Man Series”. I just finished reading an awesome book I found here: “My Old Man and the Sea”: A Father and Son Sail Around Cape Horn, by David Hays and Daniel Hays published in '95 of a trip they took in '84. Totally awesome read – hallerious journaling – bits of it were so very well written, it had me laughing I could so visualize it.

3/17 – the most beautiful day yet! It started off a bit cloudy, but it is sunny, water is flat, wind not so bad and warm enough to sit out and enjoy the day. I woke up to the sound of seals, sounding like they were just outside the house. I thought that unusual, went outside to investigate and there is a bird and seal feeding frenzy going on out in and beyond the kelp beds all around the isle. Hundreds of seals and birds, fighting each other for whatever it is they are catching. There were so many whales close by yesterday, that I think they must have pushed in several schools of fish to promote this feeding frenzy today.

Dozens of flowers are popping out now on the isle – the bigger yellow and pinkish ones from the bigger, banana like green/pink-tipped plants and then I just noticed a couple days ago the little pink flowers on the little succulants.

We slept in until 10:30 today! It was such a wonderful, lazy morning, thoroughly enjoyed it.

There have been a lot of people out here the past couple days – dozens – but, thankfully, no dogs to chase off! We've spent more time in the tower the past couple days watching whales – the water sparkles so beautifully, it was awesome watching it all.

I've been reading another book from here: Treasure at Battery Point by Helen Corbin – very good so far. Checked my bank account and there was $2800. in there! We were down to $1.91 – wow, God always provides in time!

3/18 – We went out to dinner last night – got off when the tide was still in a bit – went out over the pipe about 4:45 – went to Marios – a Greek/Italian restaurant. Decent, not the greatest.

While we were out last night, we stopped at Home Depot to get some brasso and a lightbulb for the nite lite. I had noticed in the 'store' that the brass plaques for sale (crews quarters, captain, etc.) were black from lack of polish. So I spent an hour polishing those and the front/inside of the Fresnel lense. My hands hurt, so I'll go at it all again later.

Woke up in the middle of the night hearing the serf real loud – a moderate size storm upon us today – the sea all a foamy, rolly mass, rain, cold .. we're inside with the fireplace going watching the seagalls pick over the debris from yesterday – hundreds of them still out there on the water. Fun to watch them ride the waves.

Collected $72. from the donation box outside today. There's been a lot of people up here lately!

3/19 – white, frothy water today. Lots of wind – we didn't put the flag out yesterday or today. Some breaks in the clouds, but off and on rain today.

The bug guy and Harlan came out here today. Very short lived – the guy came all the way from the Klamath area just to advise that a whole lot worse problem existed that expected and now William has to do a ton more sanding. I guess there's some type of beetle boring into the wood down there, much worse than expected. Harlan also brought out a new heater for the bathroom, one of those oil-filled ones.

I polished more brass – I've never seen those mirrors/brush set in the bathroom look so shiny! It's a lot of work!

3/20 – beautiful day today – so sunny and calm. Saw a whale. There were dozens and dozens of people out here, in big groups even, before 1 pm! So many dogs! People refuse to follow any sort of rules now on purpose. Had to send 3 dog/dog owners away – one just looked at me and took her own sweet time, making sure I noted that she was going to take her own sweet time.

We've been getting lot out of that bible study we're going through.

By the end of the day there were well over 100 people out here today and at least a dozen dogs to be run off!

3/21 – Beautiful day. Lots of whale sightings today real close – families, babies as well as very large ones. My family/grandkids came today so we gave them a tour (they didn't stay long). William was outside most of the day giving verbal tours, the some wanted to come in to buy from the store, then especially this group from Modesto, CA wanted a tour. Before you knew it, we gave partial tours today for 13 adults and 7 kids – indoor donations $30., outdoor donations $47., and over $300 in sales!

When William was putting out the flag this morning, he took his usual tour around the isle checking for garbage and such, found a plastic bag full of dog poop under the picnic table out front!! I couldn't believe the attitude of the people with dogs coming up here yesterday – acted like 'what's the big deal!' - dog poop is the big deal!

3/22 – Wow, are the 4 signs below that say “No Dogs” just not big enough?! 2 big dogs first thing this morning even! “Oh, I didn't see the sign,” they say. Really? By the end of the day, there were 8 dogs, mostly big, run off AND William picked up 2 large piles of poop! One had already been stepped in! I have never seen such blatant disrespect for someone's property before – the attitudes AND flat out disrespect! I don't ever remember it being this bad the other 3 times we've been here.

Overcast day, flat water! Cold, not much wind and no waves most of the day, just a few small ones at the end of the day. Lots of people today.

3/23 – very cold, windy, but not a cloud in the sky - not even the usual along the horizon. A lot of white caps due to wind, but not too many waves. What is really funny to watch are the antics of the male seagull that rules this isle – hell sit outside the window trying to get our attention, then he'll start pulling up tufts of grass, look at us with his mouth full, then spit it out and get another if we didn't rise and feed him right away. What gets me is that he'll do all that, we feed them, then they fly away before they even finish eating it all! He's not hungry, just spoiled!

This morning's walk around the place revealed a banana peel left on the walkway, small bits of garbage and a glass bottle. People are so rude!

William didn't put the flag out today since the gusts of wind are to get to 30+ mph. Harlan came here to work in the basement with William today.

Late afternoon, a father and a maybe 5 year-old girl were out here, the girl was only wearing a skimpy, sleeveless sundress, arms hugging self, shivering, and the man looked like he wasn't paying any attention. I went out there, was wearing my turquoise sweater, and I offered it to the girl. She wasn't sure at first, and I said, “its warm and you look cold.” She finally came over and took it and the man said they were from Brookings and that she insisted to wear what she was wearing. I just answered with that it was bothering me to see her so cold and that she could keep the sweater. “Maybe next time she'll remember to dress properly.” I said that more for the man in that he is responsible to teach the kid how to dress appropriately! It was extremely windy and very cold, even though it was very sunny all day. I would say the wind was more than 30 mph by that point, with gusts about to blow one over.

Considering how cold and windy it was, I was surprised to see how many people (and dogs!) were out here – at least 50 +.

3/24 – wind looks to be coming from the west, off and on some whitecaps, but mostly calm sea, partially sunny, a bit overcast. Not as chilly as yesterday, but a bit windy.

Harlan came up to work in the basement; however, William couldn't do anythng today. Sanding yesterday really made him bad off – his lungs were really hurting him last night and he had to use his breathing machine several times yesterday and so far several times this morning. He was coughing up white globs all day. Harlan came with proper masks with filters in them.

As the day went on, the wind really picked up. Our favorite time of the day is between 7 – 8, right after sunset, we like to sit up in the bathroom window, enjoying the scene, and just sit and unwind.

3/25 – Harlan came by again this morning about 11 and while he carried old windows out of the basement to the boat house, William got to sanding again – this time with the filtered mask and proper goggles, he was able to do the work for a few hours. He came up once with something in his eye, but he was much better than yesterday.

I polished more brass – especially in the tower – I've never seen it so shiny! Last couple days the winds have been at least 40mph plus! Very strong, out of the north one day – very cold. Haven't been flying the flag for a few days. It is fun to watch the gulls, the way they love to just soar – when the winds are strongest, they look as if they are playing, soaring between each other. What's funny is to watch when they get out of balance and the gulls start 'peddling' their feet like crazy – they get their balance back with that.

3/26 – I met a lady outside this afternoon, whom I started talking with, telling stories of this place etc. She said she was from Lima, Peru, but right now lives in Oregon, but will be going back to Mexico to live in Cabo San Lucas. Anyway, we started then talking about God, but I soon realized that after she said her friends who were Muslam and Hindu also believe in the same God, she was one of those universilist type believers. I kept saying 'thank you Jesus,' or the only way to God is through Jesus, and such, but then she said she prays for the devil that he may be saved. And I said, no way, he's condemned and that was why hell was made, etc. Anyway, I'm praying she finds the truth.

3/28 – yesterday was such an amazing day! Saturday, the most beautiful, warmest, sunniest, day possible and we left the lighthouse for the day. Tide was starting to cover at 8:15 am when we left. We went out to breakfast, my 2^nd outing since we got here. We stuffed ourselves and enjoyed the leasurly breakfast very thoroughly. We then went to Walmart to get the lighthouse shopping out of the way, we then headed out to St. George point, viewed for a bit at the most beautiful, sun-diamond-sparkling sea-spot, then decided to go back into town because we forgot to bring something to drink. I went into Dollar Tree, and went a little too crazy buying candy (I came home later to make a goodie bag out of it all), and $17 later I finally came out with the needed drinks. We went back out, this time all the way out to the point, found a sitting spot and had the most wonderful time viewing the white caps coming ashore, where behind were snow-covered mountain peaks popping out from purple-cast foreground foothills. There was a purplish-haze covering the horizon in all directions, but we could see quite clearly, St. George Lighthouse. Beautiful time. We drove back into town sometime afternoon, looking for a Subway (or the like), gave up after awhile and went to the printers to print out the previous portion of this lighthouse journal (x 2 for the board and for the lighthouse binder). We then headed out the backway to the Jedidiah Smith State Park to see the redwoods. It seems as though the whole countryside was outside and at the beach or in town or in the Redwoods today. We did finally find a quiet spot to hang a bit. We never did eat lunch.

We got back to the lighthouse about 2:30, tide was just down by say maybe 20 min or so, but we just sat on a bench, looking over the beach, awaiting a parking spot at the front where we could view our car from the lighthouse. However, after quite awhile waiting, it didn't look as if that would happen in the near future. While waiting, I was eating my chex mix snack and several ground squirrels came over and actually crawled up on me! However, they would not eat the chex mix – shows what poisions are really in those things – however, I did find a baggie in my pocket of the choc.chip cookies I made the other day. They were all over me for that! Then, I found a small amount of sunflower seeds in a baggie and one squirrel was on my lap, head inside the baggie stuffing his pouches full, which were already full from the cookie! I patted them, they were soft, even though they were obviously moulting. Fun time, indeed!

Anyway, we finally get up to the lighthouse, William went to take a nap, and I took my book outside, sat at the picnic table out front, about 3:30, thinking I could keep an eye out for the visiters we were expecting. The evening of the 26^th, maybe around 5 or so, this family was walking by the chart-room window (along with dozens of others – it was very beautiful out; however, very chilly due to the strong, cold winds), our sun-shade was down (and when the sun shines directly on it, like it was doing then, you can't see through it), and we were just sitting there, William on the computer and me playing a pen-and-paper Suduko game, and she walks up to the window to peer in, saying, “I see someone in there writing or something,” so I lift the shade a bit, stick my face in the window about the time she got close, startling her when I made a face and said, “yes, someone's in here!” We both laughed and went about our business. However, God wouldn't leave me alone. He kept saying, “Go out and talk to her.” I was comfortable where I was and I didn't really want to, so I waited through a couple times Him saying that. I finally got up and said, “fine, I'll go”, I thought to myself, but William said, 'What?” and I just said, “I'm going outside to check around.” I go out there and start talking to the lady, who was standing at the picnic table along with some others laughing and talking. They were sooooo interested in talking with me, hearing some stories, I invited them in for a quick tour of the tower (man, boy, woman), then one thing led to another and I told her how God told me to go talk to her. She lit up and got all excited and said something like, “I knew it!” Anyway, they went on out and William and I went to the tower so they could take our pictures outside the tower. They were so excited about meeting us, even though I don't remember saying anything all that extraordinary, but as we were above, they shouted to us, “We want to give you a gift. $20.?” and I yelled back, we can't take $$ but you can put it in the donation box. Again, “he yelled up, we want to give YOU a gift. What do you like? Wine, beer? I know, I bet you're a Jack Daniels guy.” And William said, “No, not really, but we sometimes like wine – a German or a French wine.” So they agreed to come back the next evening to talk with us some more, bringing some wine.

So, I had a feeling then yesterday, while sitting out and reading in the sun, that I may have missed seeing them being so engrossed in my book, that about 4 pm, I walked around and was about to come to the back door, when there they were, at the back door! They were so excited to see me, he says, “I bought my whole family (they had driven up from south of Reading, CA the day before, for an impromptu, last minute, not really planned trip to this lighthouse). The lady kept saying, “I knew God planned this trip.” Anyway, the family: man, boy, woman, 2 other woman (woman's sisters), 2 teen girls; we invited them in and they all just took seats in the chart-room, floor, couch, they gave me the wine and I passed around the goodie bag of candy for each a handful, and William stood in the entrance to the kitchen and we started talking. They were asking questions, William/and or I would answer, but in reality, it was like a surreal event: it was like sometimes I was aware and sometimes I wasn't, kind of like fading in and out, and I really don't remember much about the words I was speaking, but it was most obvious the words were making MAJOR impact on everyone in the room! The Holy Spirit really took over the conversation and it was SO obvious this was a major God-moment, healing and major revelations was taking place within these people. At one point, I was answering a question of, “how do you know what to say when casting out a demon?” this coming from one of the most inquisitive teens, and I don't remember thinking about this, but just saying, “in the name of Jesus, you be gone from here you spirit of depression!” and I pointed right between the two women. William continued to minister to them and many of them were in tears, and right then, someone knocked on the window, disrupting the moment and it was Michael and his wife (William's boss). I knew right then that the perverbal 'monkey' just threw in the 'wrench' to wreck this moment – an attack of the enemy! I was quite astounded (though shouldn't have been), realizing the timing of this intrusion. I left William to continue talking (by now, he was sitting on the floor, really intense, sometimes in tears himself), and I went out to say, “what the heck are you doing here?” to Mike and his wife. He informed me he 'got a whim' around 1 pm to come running down here to see us. He informed me that he had called William, left a message AND txt. William never got a single call today, that he was aware of! Anyway, I brought him into the already crowed room, I suggested everyone retire to the front room. I had inturrupted William in the middle of his intense story of meeting a demon for the first time, and the crowd was intensley awaiting the rest of the story, saying “what happened? What happened?” as we were moving. We quickly settled, then wanting to hear the story, William finished, they asked questions, William preaching, and I knew I had to get Michael and his wife up to the tower so as not to interrupt any longer (he kept whispering to me, we gotta get going soon), so I took them on up. Michael was especially amazed about the house/tower/history, I then took them into all the other rooms, then into the Parlor, seeing as we passed, William again was intense and they were all in tears. Michael especially loved all the stories. Then Michael's wife started asking some really searching, good questions in response to some of what William was saying (as she heard bits and pieces). I could tell she really wanted to go in and hear more (Michael was acting impatient, wanting to have William take him to the basement and talk with him.) I knew this was a direct attack from the enemy, but wanted to accomidate both events. I finally inturrupted William, they and the guys all went to the basement, William leaving me in charge of praying deliverance upon this one particular lady (fear, depression – her son in juvie for bad deeds, etc) she herself even questioned me about what I said earlier, and I told her that “God said that out of my mouth, for I had no intention of saying those words.” That really impacted her. We prayed over her (all the ladies laying hands on her) and I gave them an overview of how to keep your freedom/healing, how to stay in the word, praise/worship songs, etc. I took the women to the tower, spoke more, answered more questions. The guys came back, everyone left about the same time (around 7 or so). The bottom line: these people got a crash course of Christianity 101 – 110! Pretty much our stories AND what we had been learning from Curry Blake – for we ourselves have been having intense bible studies this past month, going through his “New Man” series.

We have found that God brought us down here with a whole other agenda – not to minister to the people we've met here before, but a new thing: fill us up with more wisdom, knowledge, and power and then to impart what we were learning to 'select' people he's led us to talk with here at the lighthouse. It has been a very powerful time!

3/31 – We had another awesome God encounter today. William was out walking about, talking with people while I was inside cleaning getting ready for move-out day tomorrow. He comes running in asking if I minded him bringing in a few people for a quick tour. Of course, when God shows someone to 'give a tour' to, He ends up doing a whole lot more! Sure enough, William brings in this family of 3 kids, parents, we give them a tour and intersperse a message from God at the same time – for well over an hour. But most powerful, by the time William led them all outside, they were asking questions and William spoke with them for quite some time – they were very impacted. Cool!

 

I’ve been reprimanding myself for not writing everything down the past few months – SOOOO much has happened spiritually and physically in our own little world, let alone worldwide.

I’ve been reading a lot, books by Tracie Peterson, Siri Mitchell, and lately Kate Breslin. Especially Kate – very good! I just love this part in p. 91:

“It suddenly struck him – he was traveling with a pretend wife to observe an alleged enemy spy likely posing under a phony name, and while there, he was to deliver plans to a man helping the Parisians to build a fake city. Was nothing real any longer?”

The best thing about the past few weeks is how much God has been revealing himself to us and coming upon us in big ways. I have been singing praised and warfare songs the past couple months in a fervor that I haven’t done before. God kept saying to me, “Keep it up – this is warfare!” We have quite a line-up of awesome music. Shane and Shane, Harvest, and the Jewish music/Native American music has been so awesome and powerful.

Anyway, we’ve been in the Word and it has been so powerful: Esther 8, Amos 3, Haggai 2, Psalms 82, Isaiah 52, 58, Luke 19, Psalms 118, 2 Thes. 2, etc. and etc. Such powerful and awesome, so ‘right now’ stuff! God is on the move! Justice and Liberty is happening now world-wide. We’ve been plugged in to some powerful videos from Angel Network, Mario Murillo, Charlie Ward, etc. All the exposures and documents that have been released lately, William has been pouring over them. We are in an awesome time – the ‘Storm’ Trump was referring to is happening! So cool. Justice is being served! Evil is coming down. Our job right now is to keep praying down the enemy, telling others the truth of what’s going on, tell people to not be afraid but to rely on Jesus, etc.

I never thought that I would see a time when so many people were so afraid of dying that they were willing to stop living. We’ve gotta take a stand on freedom, children/women slavery, abortion, overall confusion on terminology, ideology, etc.

Bible study in the morning. Awesome time. Last night, William and I stepped outside on the balcony and heard a chorus of tree frogs – 1000s of them, singing non-stop. Then from the pond corner of my yard, a big horny toad or big frog of some sort (not a bull frog) joins in about every 30 seconds or so. I stepped out onto the balcony tonight about 8pm and the same thing. I said last night, “The chorus of frogs are singing of the Glory of God! That they are again!

Angels across the sky, 5:20-30pm perhaps

I was sitting upstairs in my room, sitting in my rocker, looking toward the window, when I saw a lavender and peach-colored, spotted sky. I jumped up and out of my chair and went out onto the deck looking up at the sky the entire time. The western mountain was silhouetted against a flame orange-peach color and the sky graduated into the above mentioned lavender and peach as it stretched out to the east.

As I stared at the beauty and proclaimed God’s wonder and thanked Jesus, two flames of jet orange-red flew at an angle from the north-west toward and above us (by then, William joined me), and abruptly I saw above me 2 huge angels, wings spread, rippling as if feathers in flight. At first, the closest angel’s profile was just a normal face, but as I observed the sky as if all at once, the face formed into the King of Kings, crown and all, at which I proclaimed “King of Kings, Lord of Lords”, facing forward as if onward toward battle in the east. The other angel, further ahead and on the other side, yet very large, same wing spread, rippling, had an intense, determined face-profile. They traveled as if in slow motion, yet as if in very fast flight all at the same time, going past me, yet still looked like they were above all at the same time. The rest of the sky was aflutter with millions of wings, yet rippled as if in unison, but not all at the same time. There was such a soft, flutter, barely audible sound, the world sounded and felt like it was standing still. The whole sky gradually darkened with the most brilliant, yet subdued at the same time of the above mentioned colors. It never lost its intensity. While we were gazing into the sky, looking everywhere all at the same time, yet managed to stay focused on strategically positioned throughout, various horses, a lion, and millions of wings, layered several deep, yet all flying in unison, yet not at the same time.

At one point, a huge foot descended, yet it was not aimed toward us, it was ‘flying’ forward with the rest, bottom of foot facing east. I ‘felt’ the ‘foot of justice’ coming down somewhere. There were shapes of angels everywhere, changing constantly, yet not, all at the same time. Each one was ‘brilliant’, yet not, in a shimmery way,that blended as a whole so as not to attract attention to self, yet I could see so many individuals. The entire sky, even as I looked to the east where they were going, was full of angels.

I cannot describe it without stating the ‘one way, yet not’ scenario, because I could not really describe it.

What I heard was at first, very faint, I was unsure of what I was hearing. I heard gradually, yet distinctly bright sounding trumpets, several of them, but not overwhelming as if too many. I heard and felt a rumble that grew in intensity out side of me as well as inside of me. The rumble inside intensified gradually into a shake so intense I got a severe cramp in my side, the pain of which made me focus my eyes back onto self rather that what was above. As I was going through the pain, I kept wanting to look to the sky as it gradually darkened, and I kept asking Jesus, “why is the light getting dimmer, yet still intense? Isn’t the fire of the Holy Spirit supposed to grow in intensity? Why am I seeing it dim?” He kept saying, “you’ll see, you’ll see ….”

I got back to my rocking chair, clutching my side, sat back and asked God to minister to me and the downstairs music selection was playing: “Boycot Hell” by DeGarmo & Key and God talked to me through those words of that song as to the meaning of what I had seen and what we are to do.

The whole time I was seeing and hearing all of this, I heard myself saying things I can’t remember right now, as they transpired. I was thanking Jesus for all of the above throughout the experience, I was proclaiming victory in Jesus over our valley, I was saying “Go Jesus Go”, and other things.

6:30 pm I just hung up from a phone call from Louise whom I haven’t heard from since at least October, maybe early November. She is the only other prophetic person I can tell anything to and she listened to my above story, of which I just finished writing and was adding in the almost forgotten foot part, when she called. She immediately said that open vision from God was a special blessing to me for being faithful, and that he wanted to encourage me. William said the almost exact thing right after this happened and we compared notes. He only saw the 2 angels, the jet of fire behind them, the color of the sky, and saw nor heard anything else. She went on to say that I just had an open vision, a special gift from God, and witnessed the Armies of God!

She went on to say her experience of the sky: she had just awakened from a nap and noticed the house getting darker. She was captivated by the fading orange sky out the window and ran to it knowing and feeling she had a message from God. It was about 6:30 she called me.

William was saying earlier how he had heard a prophet say God’s released the spirit of Elijah and that it was Elijah as the other angel.

 

New Year

 

Jan. 1 - Wow, what a year; however, the battle is not over. William and I have been in a lot of prayer and Worship/Praise time the past couple weeks – full out battle! But God already WON! Justice and Truth are coming down!

We’ve got a tiger by the tail and we are NOT letting go no matter what! The Kingdom of God takes no prisoners, we will not compromise! We will no longer let those have no remorse for their sins stop us from our work for the Father. The cause of Christ WILL be dominate – we must be strong now and rise up – it is now or never!!

The Bride of Christ is determined to die before bow before demons/world systems. The Bride has been refined over these past 2,000 years, but there is more refining to be done – someday we will be thrown into the lion’s den for God’s Glory – but the time is NOT NOW!

It is no different than 500 years ago during the reformation. The Bride became so strong that they kept the Gospel at ALL costs! The King of Kings is coming for a Pure Bride, thus we MUST go through the refining fire – therefore, FIGHT NOW and do NOT compromise no matter what!

I see why Joel speaks of the young generation rising up and becoming that – it has to be the young because generations of the ‘church’ have been compromised! That is why Satan targets the young so – look! They’ve been killed from the womb, sold into slavery en mass, denied truth in education and now no education at all! Their heritage, their freedom has been stolen to the point they never even knew about it (that is why they embrace the lie of communism) and now get nothing at all but fantasy land (electronic games) and propaganda news, no faith was allowed from the get-go (taken out of school/government/society). There is a pure generation about to burst forth – the young from the redemption time – now, that which is coming up! A new generation arises to go forth in the NAME OF JESUS!

Take heed now while it is still light! For darkness has come and the midnight hour is about to strike!

Holy Spirit all over William especially the last couple days. He’s been glued to the computer/internet catching all the ‘patriot’ goings on – AMAZING things going on right now!