Portrait of Jesus by Akiane Kramarik (c) 2003
I Am
VOLUME 3, Letter 121 - 154a
Letter 121
Deliverance of (CB7)
2012-03-20
Dear Dan,
I recently wrote, “The Growth of the Knowledge of Jesus’ Love for an individual does more damage to the enemies camp than any other Word”. (LTD #23)
At this present time the Lord is making a move against the demons that have been part of (CB7)’s life for most of his life.
I am observing the following:
1. The Lord is building new Christian relationship between (CB7) and another brother (CB8) who has also been delivered from various things. The Lord is moderating the friendship by bringing the two together. This is building further the foundation of the Love of Jesus for (CB7).
2. The Lord has also revealed, through various ways and means, what kind and how many demonic spirits are involved.
3. The Lord has revealed that when the time is right, they will all come out at once.
2012-03-22
Yesterday morning (CB7), (CB8) and I met at a local Starbucks for coffee. This was a miracle in that (CB7) has been battling, for lack of a better term, a “reclusive spirit”, one that would separate him from his family (that’s just one demon out of seven).
We left Starbucks for (CB7)’s apartment and there spent time praying and reading Scriptures. Words escape me that would describe what a really big deal this is. Yet I pray that the work of deliverance the Lord has started will continue through to completion, and last forever.
One of the Scriptures (CB7) picked to read was Micah 5:5 (see below). Immediately my attention was drawn to a reference to seven shepherds. The message to me from this is that the Lord has assigned seven angels to take the place of the seven demons that will vacate (CB7)’s body (see LTD Letter 70 DREAM#19).
I’m not sure what the “eight principal men” may end up being. I will most likely find out. (I am just reminded of a cartoon that my brothers and I used to watch as kids. It was called “Eight Man”). While I write this I am being witness to the ABSOLUTE efficacy of the use of SCRIPTURE, exclusively, to overcome and DESTROY all the works of the Devil, including but not limited to demonic possession.
Micah 5:
1 Now gather thyself in troops, O daughter of troops: he hath laid siege against us: they shall smite the judge of Israel with a rod upon the cheek.
2 But thou, Beth–lehem Ephratah, though thou be little among the thousands of Judah, yet out of thee shall he come forth unto me that is to be ruler in Israel; whose goings forth have been from of old, from everlasting.
3 Therefore will he give them up, until the time that she which travaileth hath brought forth: then the remnant of his brethren shall return unto the children of Israel.
4 ¶And he shall stand and feed in the strength of the LORD, in the majesty of the name of the LORD his God; and they shall abide: for now shall he be great unto the ends of the earth.
5 And this man shall be the peace, when the Assyrian shall come into our land: and when he shall tread in our palaces,
then shall we raise against him seven shepherds, and eight principal men.
6 And they shall waste the land of Assyria with the sword, and the land of Nimrod in the entrances thereof: thus shall he deliver us from the Assyrian, when he cometh into our land, and when he treadeth within our borders.
7 And the remnant of Jacob shall be in the midst of many people as a dew from the LORD, as the showers upon the grass, that tarrieth not for man, nor waiteth for the sons of men.
8 ¶And the remnant of Jacob shall be among the Gentiles in the midst of many people as a lion among the beasts of the forest, as a young lion among the flocks of sheep: who, if he go through, both treadeth down, and teareth in pieces, and none can deliver.
9 Thine hand shall be lifted up upon thine adversaries, and all thine enemies shall be cut off.
10 And it shall come to pass in that day, saith the LORD, that I will cut off thy horses out of the midst of thee, and I will destroy thy chariots:
11 And I will cut off the cities of thy land, and throw down all thy strong holds:
12 And I will cut off witchcrafts out of thine hand; and thou shalt have no more soothsayers:
13 Thy graven images also will I cut off, and thy standing images out of the midst of thee; and thou shalt no more worship the work of thine hands.
14 And I will pluck up thy groves out of the midst of thee: so will I destroy thy cities.
15 And I will execute vengeance in anger and fury upon the heathen, such as they have not heard.
2012-04-30
Yesterday_ I was at (CB7)’s apartment for prayer and Bible reading. Since it was the 29th of April, he read Proverbs 29. While my brother was reading I begin to silently pray, and then I felt an evil spirit sitting at the same table where I was. I looked around and saw other deceiving spirits. One was standing behind where my brother was sitting, and another in the kitchen. I asked the Lord what I should do. Then I looked forcefully at the evil spirits and “fired ‘em up”, causing them to burst into flames. They then were taken into custody and removed.
After that I prayed and asked the Lord to have any more evil spirits “bound, gagged, and bagged”.
(CB7) said he felt better after the prayer.
I inquired of the Lord further. He said that those were devils that had been living in the apartment prior to my brother moving in. They were working in partnership with the seven demons already on board (CB7) to destroy him.
The Lord indicated that it is not time yet to deliver (CB7) of the demons on board, but that will happen after he is made stronger through prayer and the reading of Scripture. That way there won’t be any “empty house” post deliverance for the demons to return to.
Blessings…
R.C. Theophilus
Letter 122
The Return Of “It”
2012-05-31
Dear Dan,
Tuesday 2012-05-22, 9:30 PM.
This morning I was at an office of a Psychologist (Ph.D.) who specializes in pain treatment. This was my third appointment in as many weeks.
It was four weeks ago that the Osteopath that I am seeing to treat my chronic pain problems referred me to the pain psychologist. At that appointment I had asked the Osteopath what he thought about my getting a shot of Demerol (or something) at a clinic periodically so that I could have a “pain free oasis” every so often. He thought for a moment and said that that was a “bad idea”, then he thought for another moment and said; “but I have something better”.
As we were walking to the front desk he asked the receptionist at the same time to give me a print out from Amazon.com about a book he was recommending I read, along with the business card of a Psychologist that specialized in pain. The Osteopath recommended that I read a book called Full Catastrophe Living by Jon Kabat-Zinn, Ph.D. I purchased both the audio and Kindle version of the book and begin to review it before my first appointment with the Pain Psychologist, which was on 12 May 2012.
As I begin to review the first few pages, it became immediately clear to me that this was a treatment plan based on (new-age) age-old mystic Zen-Buddhism.
In evaluating whether I should go ahead with the appointment, I was reminded of what I had previously written about the Lord working through earthly means, so I went ahead with the appointment.
In that first session with the Psychologist, I mentioned the book by Kabat-Zinn. He acknowledged his familiarity with it, after which I said to the Doctor; “Doctor, I need to tell you that I am a Basic Bible Believing Christian, and I disagree with about 98% of that book. I really do not agree with any sort of “New Age” treatment.”
He responded by saying that he was Catholic and went to mass every week, and that he was from Texas, so he wasn’t “New Age”.
During this third session the Psychologist demonstrated to me how to perform muscle relaxation techniques. But as I observed and copied what he was doing, he used his voice to produce a rather slow, methodical chant, with words like;
“FLEX IT, HOLD IT, WATCH IT, ALL THE TENSIONS DRIFT AWAY…”.
What was really telling was the unearthly emphasis he put on the word “IT”. And the contortions he made with his hands reminded me of the female dancers I have seen on TV that dance in Thailand in worship of (I guess) Buddha.
He would repeat this for each hand and foot. I was following along, in full Skeptic/Berean mode.
This process had the desired hypnotic effect, but not on me. He slipped into an altered state briefly, and began to “channel” an evil spirit. He did not seem to know this, but I could tell by the change in his voice, and the apparent command authority that the “mantra” phrase had produced while he was speaking.
When we were through, he asked me what I thought of that, and I replied that I thought it was weird. He then said that if he started to do anything I was uncomfortable with, to raise my hand, and he would try a different technique.
All this was after I had already explained to him in the first session that I disagreed with 98% of what I had read in the book (which I later told him I had revised upward to 100%).
At the end of the session, in just the last minute, the Lord spoke His Word through me, and I said:
“Everything I believe rests on this foundation; “In the beginning, God created the heavens and the earth… and God formed man out of the dust of the earth, and breathed into his nostrils the breathe of life, and man BECAME A LIVING SOUL, BECAME A LIVING SOUL.”
And then I said; “Soul, Psyche, it means the same. The Apostle Paul said that this (as I touched my arm, meaning the human body) is a tent, and that those in Christ will get a new tent at the resurrection”; “the Soul, or Personality, is the work product of the relationship that the spirit man has with its immediate surroundings. And the closest surrounding he has is with this tent, the body.”*
“So”, I continued, “when developing a treatment program for me, you will need to take this into consideration”.
“It will take some time for me to wrap my head around that” he responded. Then for some reason I brought up that I knew the Scripture pretty well. The doctor replied by saying (again): “I’m Catholic, I go to mass every week”. “And I respect that”, I responded.
Afterward, when we were driving home, I looked at Gabe and said, “one of Ramtha’s”? “Yup”, he replied.
Why am I not surprised?
I have one more appointment scheduled. It will be my last.
*2012-05-27
This concept I had already been thinking about for some time, even many years. As I review now what I have just written, I realize that the closest relationship the spirit man has is with himself, then his surroundings.
In the Kingdom of Life however, those who are born again do not worry about “self”, but are concerned with Loving our Father in Heaven, and then our Heavenly Family. “Behold, I stand at the door and knock. If any man open the door I will come in, and sup with him, and he with me”. Jesus of Nazareth
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Jon Kabat-Zinn, Ph.D.
versus
The Holy Spirit
By Romanus Theophilus
Dr. KABAT-ZINN
“For this reason alone, its applicability to the human condition and to the rich potential of our minds and bodies for facing stress, pain, and illness with the deep wisdom that we are capable of as human beings is not likely to diminish with the passage of time.”
Kabat-Zinn, Jon (2009-07-20). Full Catastrophe Living: Using the Wisdom of Your Body and Mind to Face Stress, Pain, and Illness (Kindle Locations 317-319). Random House, Inc.. Kindle Edition.
SCRIPTURE
“Do you not know that you are the temple of God and that the Spirit of God dwells in you? If anyone defiles the temple of God, God will destroy him. For the temple of God is holy, which temple you are. Let no one deceive himself. If anyone among you seems to be wise in this age, let him become a fool that he may become wise. For the wisdom of this world is foolishness with God. For it is written, “He catches the wise in their own craftiness”; and again, “The Lord knows the thoughts of the wise, that they are futile.” “
1st Corinthians 3:16-20
“The fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom; A good understanding have all those who do His commandments. His praise endures forever.”
Psalm 111:10
SPEAKING OF Dr. KABAT-ZINN
“Jon is really a teacher of wholeness— a spiritual concept whose wisdom has recently been harvested in medical and psychological studies that speak persuasively to the healing power of connectedness that Jon discusses in Part Two of this book.”
Kabat-Zinn, Jon (2009-07-20). Full Catastrophe Living: Using the Wisdom of Your Body and Mind to Face Stress, Pain, and Illness (Kindle Locations 209-211). Random House, Inc.. Kindle Edition.
SCRIPTURE
“Therefore let no one boast in men.”
The Apostle Paul
1st Corinthians 3:21
Dr. KABAT-ZINN
“More and more, mindfulness meditation has made its way into the mainstream of society during the past fifteen plus years. More and more people are adopting this simple route toward greater sanity and well-being for themselves. Mindfulness meditation is becoming increasingly a natural part of the American landscape, and it is in that atmosphere and spirit that I welcome you to this edition of Full Catastrophe Living.”
Kabat-Zinn, Jon (2009-07-20). Full Catastrophe Living: Using the Wisdom of Your Body and Mind to Face Stress, Pain, and Illness (Kindle Locations 414-416). Random House, Inc.. Kindle Edition.
“The SR& RP is based on rigorous and systematic training in mindfulness, a form of meditation originally developed in the Buddhist traditions of Asia.”
Kabat-Zinn, Jon (2009-07-20). Full Catastrophe Living: Using the Wisdom of Your Body and Mind to Face Stress, Pain, and Illness (Kindle Locations 444-445). Random House, Inc.. Kindle Edition.
SCRIPTURE
“For false christs and false prophets will rise and show great signs and wonders to deceive, if possible, even the elect. See, I have told you beforehand.”
Jesus, The Son of God
Matthew 24:24-25
Blessings…
R.C. Theophilus
Letter 123
The Casino Stroke
2012-06-13
Dear Dan,
2012-06-06.
A few days a ago, Sunday Morning, 3 June 2012 at about 3:30AM while working in (G6d) I was thinking about the casino where I live and how I might like to return to play video poker and a few other games I like.
All of a sudden I felt two things on my right side; a spiritual pressure pushing against me, and the symptoms of a stroke. I inquired of the Lord immediately and He, through Gabe said it was a lie from Satan. In fact it was the Devil himself trying to defend his incursion into the Casino.
OK. But the symptoms were greatly pronounced. These sensations lasted for only a minute or two. Then, a doctor came up to just outside of the room where I was working to get something from a printer. I pondered for a brief moment whether I should mention something to him, at the same time considering that I might keel over right there.
But the Lord stayed any reaction, the symptoms receded, and I continued to finish my work for the rest of the shift without any further incident. I pretty much forgot about it the rest of the night.
Then next day, after I awoke and went about making my coffee, etc. I noticed that the coffee tasted kind of funny, and it seemed as though my mouth was dry. Then I remembered the incident from the previous day and begin to re-analyze things.
I went to work but after the first two hours, having my mouth taste funny, and my right cheek still having a tingling-numb sensation like after getting a shot of Novocain, I decided to clock out of work, and to check into the ER. This was by the leading of the Lord.
I spent the next six hours of my shift in an ER room, having a series of tests; a CT scan and Ultra -Sound on my carotid arteries. And all the while listening to my iPod. But as I lay on the stretcher, I noticed a large white body of a spiritual being standing just to one side of the door of the room. He was large enough so that his head was above the ceiling tiles. I thought, perhaps this was a deception, so I “fired up the grill”. He didn’t move. Then the Lord reminded me of the Scripture that talks about the Angel of the Lord who camps around His people. No wonder I was at peace.
So I spent a rather pleasant night laying on a bed listening to a technical podcast about computer stuff.
The results of the tests were somewhat inconclusive. The doctor diagnosed that I may have something called Bell’s palsy that can be caused by the same virus as cold sores. He prescribed two medicines for this. The Ultra-Sound showed my arteries to be clear, with no build up of plaque. The CT scan showed that I might have had a very minor stroke due to trace bleeding in my brain from two vessels. He wasn’t sure and referred me to a Neurologist for follow-up treatment. I see him Thursday morning, 14 June 2012.
2012-06-11
The funny taste in my mouth lasted for about a week. This was a sign to me, that the works of the devil leave a very bad taste in my mouth.
Since then, Satan’s newest attempt at temptation is to try to ingratiate me to become his friend.
Say what??!! How disgusting! A deception for every occasion!
But the Lord warned me some years ago that I would face certain temptations unique to men that reach middle age. I put this latest in that category.
Blessings…
R.C. Theophilus
Letter 124
**SPECIAL LETTER**
2012-06-24
13 May 2012
Dear Dan,
I think I mentioned earlier that a few years ago I purchased the book “Tortured For Christ” by Richard Wurmbrand.
Lately I have been reviewing various chapters, and found a quote the Lord highlighted to me. Here it is:
“We instructed Christians to join the secret police and put on the most hated and despised uniform in our country, so they could report the activities of the secret police to the Underground Church. Several Brethren of the Underground Church did this, keeping their faith hidden. It was difficult for them to be despised by family and friends for wearing the Communist uniform and not reveal their true mission. Yet they did, so great was their love for Christ. …
When I was kidnapped by police and kept imprisoned for years in strictest secrecy, a Christian doctor actually became a member of the secret police to hear my whereabouts! As a secret police doctor, he had access to the cells of all prisoners and hoped to find me. All if his friends shunned him, thinking he had become a Communist. To go around dressed in the uniform of the torturers is a much greater sacrifice than to wear the uniform of a prisoner.”
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And so the Lord stashes His people where He wants them for His purpose. Perhaps that was/is the Lord’s purpose in approving my employment at (G6), which I have despised, loathed, and hated.
I will be celebrating the completion of my 11th year there this July. Yet I still depend on prayer and my audio to provide the distraction I need to not think about being there.
But because of this, and I have come to appreciate the Word of God more than ever.
Blessings…
R.C. Theophilus
Letter 125
Proclaiming The Gospel Inside Satan's Camp
2012-06-24
Dear Dan,
2012-06-19.
The Lord recently clued me into something. Part of what the Lord is doing through us (my angelic associates and me) is to proclaim the Gospel inside the Enemy’s camp in the spirit (the midst of heaven).
This happens when I listen to the Word of God in agreement. My mind is like a megaphone into the Kingdom Of Hell, proclaiming the Kingship of Jesus to all.
This is taken by Satan and his enemy spirits as an insult, but that doesn’t matter because it is the truth and it is by obedience to the Lord that this occurs.
That’s why then I was thinking about going to the casino Satan got really angry and wanted to keep me from going. Because when the casino was first opened I would go up to play games, but also I would leave a “Jesus Loves You” pen on any machine I played. I noticed that at the bottom of each screen was a groove deep enough to hold a pen. So while I would play, I would place a pen with the Gospel facing toward the next player. I would also clip them on the toilet seat dispenser in restroom stalls that I used.
This happened a lot in the first year that the casino was open. Now, I only have a few pens left, and the casino removed some of my favorite games. So I don’t go there much anymore.
Blessings…
R.C. Theophilus
Letter 126
You Too Can Become A Homosexual - Part 1
(… If You Believe A Lie)
2012-07-14
Dear Dan,
Jesus, speaking of the Devil said, “When he speaks a lie, he speaks from his own resources, for he is a liar and the father of it…” (John 8:44c).
And so it was that the Devil had a plan of perversion for my life that included me becoming a homosexual.
It really started with that first laugh when I went to visit my female playmate. The Lord opened my ears even at that young age so I could hear the devil laughing at me, and so that now, in the fullness of time, I can clearly understand by Scripture how to overcome the “unfruitful works of darkness”.
Then, in the house I grew up in, when I was still very young, I suffered from what I can only guess was a misunderstanding by my mom.
This happened when I was about four, perhaps almost five. My mom had up until recently allowed me to bathe with her to save water (hot water cost money to heat) and to make it easy for her to bathe me.
One day, she was taking a bath by herself. Being bored I wandered to the bathroom door and seeing it standing about halfway open, I peeked through the crack between the hinge side of the door and the doorframe. I remember that I was playing a sort of hide and seek. At that time I was still too young to worry about nakedness.
But my mom saw me peering into the bathroom from behind the door and became furious. She lost her temper and scolded me severely. After that she put wide tape all along the door edge to prevent a reoccurrence. Later on I wondered why she just didn’t close the door, but now I think it was so she could hear what I was getting into while she was bathing.
Her anger left me confused. I really didn’t know what I did wrong, and it was that confusion that Satan saw as an opportunity for corruption in my life. From that point on, I begin to assign shame to the naked body, especially the female form. And I became afraid of girls in general.
Then some time after that, at my grandmother’s house, I had occasion to get dirty from playing outside or something, to the point that my mom decided to wash and dry my clothes. While my clothes were in the wash, my mom looked for something for me to wear. All she could find was one of her mother’s old slips. So she draped it over my head, and I walked around the house with that slip on while waiting for my clothes to dry. My mom’s two younger sisters, my aunts, were there, and I remember them chuckling or laughing a little at the sight of me walking around in ladies’ underwear.
It didn’t make sense to me why it was funny. I knew it was a girl’s garment, and I knew I was not a girl. This just added to my already confused state as to how a male should relate to a female. And I was embarrassed as hell.
Then, after that was the (unintended) rape at (G6).
But these potential weapons of satanic destruction would prove to be of no use to the Devil. God’s plan of redemption is too potent. In a year or two I would repent of my sins and be saved, and seven years later I would receive the Baptism of The Holy Spirit. The Mighty Wind from Heaven, which “drives the chaff away”.
Blessings…
R.C. Theophilus
Letter 127
You Too Can Become A Homosexual - Part 2
(Then Seeing, You Learned The Truth…)
2012-07-14
Dear Dan,
When I was about 6 years old, just after the events described in Letter 124, my family went to a park (L2) for a picnic.
This park was way out in the woods and a very good place to picnic and play. Trees, rocks, and a creek that had cold rushing water flowing in it made quite an adventure for a kid.
At some point we all went for a walk on a trail along the creek. I remember that the trail passed along campsites that were right on the waters edge. As we were walking along the trail one of the campsites caught my attention so I turned to look. I saw a tent, and fire pit with a fire in it, and two human forms about my same size standing in front of the tent, and facing the fire, the trail, and me.
I looked again intently because I was both surprised and embarrassed at what I saw. There were two naked girls standing in full view of the trail, apparently drying off and/or warming up from a swim, because they appeared to have towels draped on their shoulders.
I’m not sure if anyone else saw this, and I was too dumbfounded to say anything. But the memory of that sight, of the two girls who I could tell had a lack of male plumbing, made a lasting impact on me.
I believe the Lord caused this incident to counteract what would have been a worse spiritual infection in my soul from my mother’s outburst of anger in the bathtub at me seeing her nakedness.
The memory of seeing the two naked girls kept any thought of “same sex attraction” from me even when the devil, when I was twelve and in the sixth grade, accused me through my mom of being homosexual.
Blessings…
R.C. Theophilus
Letter 128
You Too Can Become A Homosexual - Part 3
(… And The Truth Prevailed)
2012-07-14
Dear Dan,
When I was thirteen and in the seventh grade a young man (CB24) knocked on our front door looking for his cat that had gone missing. This young man was not a complete stranger to my folks. His mom, who was widowed, had recently married a widower (CB25) that lived down the street from us. (CB25) was a good friend and co-worker of my dad’s, and earlier our family went to the same church as he and his first wife.
(CB25)’s new wife was from Sedro Woolley, and brought to the marriage her son, the young man that came to our house, who was some four years older than me.
Since (CB24) was a Pentecostal Christian, my mom invited him to accompany us to the Wednesday night meetings at the Jesus People Church.
After a few weeks, (CB24) and I begin to become friends. His new step father and maybe his mom didn’t believe in TV, so if there was something he wanted to watch, he came over to our house to look at our portable Black & White set.
After a while (CB24) invited me to go with them to church in Sedro Woolley. His mom still had ties there, so they would go to church up there all the way from East King County.
A Lady Pastor pastored the Pentecostal church they went to. If we arrived Saturday night she would let us stay in her house, next door to the church building. There were two small loft bedrooms in the attic, and (CB24) and I would share a large bed in one of them.
I only went to Sedro Woolley two or three times with (CB24). The last time was when I was ridiculed in his mom’s Pentecostal Church for not speaking in tongues.
Some time after this, when (CB24) would come over to my house to go with us to Wednesday night meetings, or watch TV, he would spend the night since it was late. My bedroom was a small, detached cabin that my dad had built for me as a bunkhouse. I had my own bed and (CB24) would sleep on a mattress on the floor. (CB24) and I would sometimes “sneak” the TV into the cabin to watch things like “I Dream Of Jeannie” or “Night Gallery”.
On one of the sleep over occasions, toward morning, I felt his hand underneath my blankets. This must have disturbed my slumber because I could tell just as I begin to stir out of sleep that he withdrew his hand from under the covers.
I really didn’t know why his hand was under my covers. To say anything further would be speculation on my part. I didn’t feel his hand on any part of my body. And I never mentioned this to him or anyone else.
At that time I had in my possession a small microscope that I had received as part of a home science project. It had its own light as well as a mirror, and worked pretty well. (CB24) started asking me if I wanted to look at sperm cells with my microscope. I just said “no”, still being too naive to speculate that he might have wanted more than to just see new slide specimens.
Later on he said he was sorry, and that he was behaving badly. After that we begin to not hang out together as much.
But I do know that, two years later when I was fourteen, after I had received the Baptism Of The Holy Spirit , (CB24) admitted to me of his being “gay”.
We parted company after that. I saw him once many years later at an Assembly Of God Church in Sedro Woolley, and once after that where he lived on Capitol Hill in Seattle. Where he is now I cannot say. But I pray for his deliverance.
There is one point I would like to make. The Pentecostal church that I visited with (CB24) and his mom, in which he grew up; was pastored, or “eldered”, by a woman, thereby producing a condition of disorder within the church. Jesus made it clear that women were not to rule over men in His church. Perhaps that disorder was contributory to (CB24)’s particular sinful condition.
Blessings…
R.C. Theophilus
Letter 128a
DREAM
Nice Looking Man
2012-07-14
Dear Dan,
2012-07-12, around 2:15PM.
On the date and just before the time stated above I had a dream.
I DREAMED THAT:
There were four or five demon sodomites attacking me wanting to rape me. They spent some time trying to figure out how to get me under their control.
Then I began to wake up, but the Lord kept me from waking fully. Instead, I awakened in my spirit, while my body continued to sleep. I opened my spiritual eyes to see a nice looking man laying beside me to my left, but about five feet away. I knew he was a deceiving spirit, attempting to seduce me.
And, I knew exactly what to do. Without fear or flinching I locked my gaze onto his, and by the power of the Holy Spirit said these words:
“FIRE UP THE GRILL!”
The Lord knew what He was talking about and supercharged the Song of His Word, the Scripture, superimposing the resulting Grid onto the evil spirit.
Immediately the angel’s good-looking male face turned grotesque, and his body began to bloat. Right while he was exploding, I woke up.
End of dream.
I awakened being tired and with a dry mouth. But I was not afraid. I felt victorious. I went into the kitchen and got myself a 7-ounce can of Coke and two slices of bread.
Then I went back to bed and slept well.
Blessings…
R.C. Theophilus
P.S. Dan, I had written Letters 126, 127 and 128 about two or three weeks before I had this dream!
Letter 129
Jesus, God Of All Comfort
2012-07-14
Dear Dan,
Something else happened during the Day of Seven.
As I already wrote, I developed a severe backache that led to my resignation from the job at (G2). When the soreness began, say around January 2000, I would sit down from time to time at work to ease the pain.
At one of the job sites there was a concrete loading dock outside of a warehouse with stairs that went down to the truck well. At break time I would go out and sit on the top edge of the dock so that my feet could rest on one of the lower steps. Then I would rest and light up a smoke. One day it seemed as if I was enveloped in the presence of the Lord. I thought, “Perhaps I can lean back and rest my muscles”. So I tried. I leaned back but did not fall backwards. I stayed upright, leaning up against the presence of Christ with the full weight of my upper torso, and not falling backwards.
And while so reclining against the Lord, I was comforted in more ways than I can describe.
This happened many times. As often as I needed.
This is just one of the ways the Lord empowered me to overcome the Satanic forces I had to endure while working at (G2). And now looking back, preparing me also for the present work at (G6).
Blessings…
R. C. Theophilus
P.S. One time at Dennys, before our first meeting, I mentioned the backache to the Prophet from Wasilla. He said that “they” (the demons) were trying to get me to quit the job at (G2). I agreed since I already knew that, and told him that I didn’t leave until my job there was finished.
Letter 130
The Battle For Right Relationship
2012-07-23
Dear Dan,
I have been thinking a lot recently about how to best characterize my working relationship with (G6) in order to have a Scriptural response to any who might ask. And the Lord gave me this:
“I WORK FOR THE TRUTH”
This was in response to the subtle ways the enemy seeks to usurp personal liberty and autonomy. And just recently, as I was being attacked by Satan from his stronghold surrounding the Manager (P7) of the department I work in, I responded with these words”
“YOU ARE NOT GOD. I WON’T WORSHIP YOU.”
That attack then stopped immediately.
The Satanic attacks preceding and surrounding the iPod trials were designed to capitalize on the training I had from my father, who taught me always to respect the Police and Government in general, and Bill Gothard’s seminars and his teachings on respecting authority. It was the devil’s intention to cause the Manager to prohibit me from using my audio. That would have deprived me of most of the defense I had at work against pain, both physical and spiritual.
Satan’s objective was to put me into a position of having to violate my own conscience in order to use my weapons against him. I would have to disobey legitimate authority (being used in an unreasonable fashion) to listen to my audio. It was at that time that I cried unto the Lord for Legal Representation. And of course, the outcome was made in His favor. Amen.
So here is the nature of my relationship at (G6).
1. I am employed AT and get paid BY (G6)
2. I work IN the (G6z) department, managed BY the (G14) company.
3. I work FOR the Truth (His name is Jesus)
Blessings…
R.C. Theophilus
Letter 131
VISION
Penetrating Oil
2012-07-23
Dear Dan,
2012-07-17, 9:15PM Pacific Time.
As I was driving to work at this time, I began to think about the manager of the department I work in at (G6) and his most recent maltreatment of me.
Then I saw in a vision Jesus standing over him with the Holy Scriptures in His hand, pouring the Oil of the Holy Spirit out of the Holy Book over the manager’s head.
The oil penetrated and dissolved, from the top down, the evil spirit of idolatry that was encased around him and preventing him for hearing the truth and responding in compassion.
End of vision
Blessings…
R.C. Theophilus
Letter 132
*** Editorial Notes ***
2012-07-23
Dear Dan,
1. The series I termed “Operational Notes” have been merged into Volume Five and renumbered Letters 128-131.
2. I will wait a little longer, but I think I have may have reached the end of the Letters To Daniel. Things still happen at work, and there is one item in process right now that will have some bearing on my future there. It may be that will provide the last topic for the final chapters.
3. If I am hearing the Lord accurately, I will be sending the complete series of letters to Pastor (CB27) of (U13), as soon as I am finished with proofreading, correcting, etc.
4. When I am all done, I will send you a disc with the Letters in PDF format, accompanied by an updated decryption key.
Blessings…
R. C. Theophilus
P.S. Regarding Letter 130, Casino Stroke. The Lord was proved right, His word being confirmed by the brain MRI ordered by the Neurologist. I did not have a stroke. It was indeed a lie. Nor do I seem to have Bell’s palsy. So for the moment, all that has become a moot issue. Praise God.
Letter 133
Sealing The Breach
2012-07-27
Dear Dan,
2012-07-27.
The past ten days at (G6) have been interesting and, if I understand what I hear, will mark the closure of a vector, and the closing of a breach of relationship at (G6).
I am scheduled to return to work this Tuesday, 31 July, after about ten days off of work on an L&I claim. I was preparing to go to work Wednesday night 18 July, when the thought occurred to me that the ruptured disc in my spine was work related. After thinking about it some more this made sense as the debilitating pains occurred first at work, and were subsequently aggravated by work. And I was at the time going through a pretty substantial pain spike. So I worked the first four hours of the shift, then clocked out on L&I.
The next morning I went to the ER to substantiate my L&I claim. I was then referred to my Physiatrist, who I saw Wednesday morning 25 July.
Before this however, on Monday 16 July at 7:30 AM I was asked to meet with the manager (P7) in his office. He began to lecture me on a point of dispute concerning departure time from a work area, and that it was important to meet the oncoming shift before leaving. While in the meeting I was thinking about the vision I had the night before on my way to work, and wondering if this might be the time for the Penetrating Oil to have done its job. But, no. The manager would not listen to what I had to say.
Then on Wednesday morning 18 July at 7:29, I followed (P7)’s instructions he had given me the previous day. I waited in (G6c) for the next shift, which arrived at 7:22AM. I then transported my carts back to the storage closet above (G6a) where they are stored. At that point I looked at my watch and determined that I did not have quite enough time to change clothes and clock out on time. So, still dressed in scrubs I went to the supply room to sign and clock out. I signed out, and as I was leaving the inner room passed (P7). It was 7:29. (P7) stopped me and said something to the effect that; “... we want you to change scrubs on company time”. I protested that it was 7:30 and that I just wanted to leave. He said that there was a liability issue if I tripped in the locker room while changing out of scrubs on my own time, and he said HR would back him up on that one. He wanted me to go change my clothes (which I had left on the (G6a) area, a long walk away) and come back to clock out, presumably on an overtime situation. I told (P7) that “I’m not coming back to the time-clock”. I said this due to the fact that my pain level was at its highest, and that walking any more than necessary was debilitating.
Then I said, “That sounds legalistic”. A few other comments were exchanged.
Finally (P7) responded with the following words;
“I DON’T FEEL LIKE GOING TO WAR WITH YOU RIGHT NOW ON THIS.
GO AHEAD AND CLOCK OUT”.
So I clocked out at 7:30, went and changed clothes (without tripping on my own petard) and went to my car.
From my car I called the Director’s office and spoke with him, letting him know I desired to file a grievance against the manager. We agreed to have a phone conference with a senior representative from HR. This took place, and it was decided to have a follow-up meeting in person with the Director, the Manager and myself. This second meeting took place yesterday morning, Thursday, 26 July.
In the days leading up to this meeting, I was unsure of many things. I was unsure whether I could continue working. I was unsure of how (G6) would respond to my complaints. And I was unsure of the future.
Additionally, Satan took this opportunity to assault me with depression that would have been debilitating were it not for the strength of The Holy Spirit. I could feel the attack from the front on my chest and into my soul. And my wife was not immune, and suffered with me.
But the Lord responded with His Word, and showed me 2 Corinthians 4, and how all that chapter was applicable to what I was going through at that moment.
In the second meeting, I felt peace. And while I didn’t see it being removed, I could tell by what I heard that the evil spirit that had been encasing the Manager had been dissolved. The Lord had poured forth His Spirit on all flesh, according to Scripture, even the flesh of the Manager. I could tell as I looked (P7) in the eye that he was hearing me when these words came from my lips n the presence of the Director;
"(P7), I’M NOT YOUR ENEMY”.
After a few more words the same were spoken again from my mouth,
“I’M NOT YOUR ENEMY”.
Later, after leaving the meeting, I could tell in my spirit that there had been a change, and the Lord through his angel confirmed this when He said these words:
“THE BREACH HAS BEEN SEALED”
This breach had opened up years before between management and labor at (G6). That is why (G6) brought in a third party management company to manage the (G6z) department.
It was this breach, or vector, that provided Satan an open door through which he could send a host of demons and fallen angels to do his will.
There are other breaches, minor in comparison, mostly through individuals that bring evil spirits in with them. And for those the Grid is sufficient to render the evil spirits harmless, at least for a period of time.
As for my body, my doctor said that pain never killed anyone. But it sure helps to rest from those things that aggravate the pain, like being on my feet all night, or spiritual warfare.
Blessings…
R.C. Theophilus
Letter 134
The Divine Council
2012-07-30
Dear Dan,
I remember that one of the last topics of discussion between us over a meal was The Divine Council. And, I remember that you had downloaded some data from Mike Heiser’s site, and you seemed pretty interested in studying the matter further.
The other night as I was sitting in my chair watching TV, the Lord began to explain to me how that much of what I had been resisting at (G6) had come from enemy spirits who had once been part of that council. That is why I felt, at least since the beginning of 2010, that I was on trial. (I remember telling you at our first meeting that I considered (G6) to be a prison. I still ask the Lord to attribute you’re visiting me as one who was visiting a prisoner in His Name.)
That is also why, when the manager would call me into his office to discuss various matters of dispute, it would be arranged very much like a trial, with evidence, testimony (hearsay from absent accusers), a verdict, and a sentence (no iPods, etc.).
And it is also why the Holy Spirit led me to call on the Lord Jesus for legal representation. Now, as I reflect on all that, I have come to the conclusion that I need to ask Jesus for everything. If He chooses to delegate my requests to lower officials, human or otherwise, no problem.
But, as a Christian, I report to Him first.
Because of this, and what Scripture says, I cannot find any directive to approach any spiritual court on my own. I have to do with the King, and Him only. In Him were all the Law and the Prophets hung*. He who is Love Omnipotent, and demonstrated that Love on the Cross, satisfied all legal claims against my life and person. I do not know if there is any obedient Divine Council left. To my knowledge I have only had dealings with the rebels, and that not by my own choice.
But I do know this:
“All authority has been given to Me in heaven and on earth …”
Matthew 28:18b
Blessings…
R.C. Theophilus
* ”…on these two commandments hang all the law and the prophets…”
(Matthew 22:40)
Letter 135
Two Questions. One Answer
2012-08-10
Dear Dan,
I am sitting here at my desk thinking about all things (G6), and remembered, or was reminded, of the two questions the Lord asked of me the day I was interviewed to work there eleven years ago.
Those questions I remember accurately. Here they are:
“ARE YOU A CHRISTIAN”?
“IS JESUS YOUR LORD AND SAVIOR”?
Then I begin to think about the answers. And I begin to think about whether the Lord Himself has been working out the answer to both throughout the years. And I think that’s true.
A long time ago I saw a movie on TV called “The Incredible Shrinking Man”. You may have seen it too. In the end of the movie the man gives glory to God.
By the Word of the Lord, perhaps that is what I am becoming as well.
“HE MUST INCREASE, I MUST DECREASE”
God is glorified when Jesus is witnessed.
Early on, when I would perceive the high degree of evil at (G6), and my subsequent revulsion and desire not to be there, the Lord would direct His word to me by saying:
“JUST SHOW UP FOR WORK”
So that’s what I have done. And that’s what I do. The answers are not in what I have said. The answer is in what I have done.
“SOME SAY FAITH AND SOME SAY WORKS.
I WILL SHOW YOU MY FAITH BY MY WORKS”
Blessings…
R.C. Theophilus
Letter 136
*** A Few More Editorial Notes ***
2012-09-02
Dear Dan,
I have just finished looking over all the letters. While I made several corrections and modifications, nothing really represents any fundamental change from what I have already sent to you.
I did see some loose ends, but for now they will be placed in the “roundtuit” file.
Almost all the letters in Volume 5 were renumbered to correspond with the print and post dates.
Rather than a table of contents, I have included in the .PDF versions the Letter Sequence Table, at the end of each volume. Included with this letter is a CDROM with the .PDFs along with other supporting documentation.
As of now there are about a half dozen more topics for additional letters that I have been reminded of. They are also with the loose ends in the “roundtuit” file.
And we are still planning on producing the audio version. I think that is what’s next.
Blessings…
R.C. Theophilus
Letter 137
Islam At (G6)
and
Other Signs
2012-09-16
Dear Dan,
Date: 16 September 2012, 3:30AM.
By now I’m sure you have seen all the news on TV about Muslims rising up against US embassies around the world. What I had written on the 11th (see below) is something I had not seen before at (G6).
In the meanwhile, days after I had written the account with the intention of sending it to you immediately, the Lord led to me to www.debka.com. I found an interesting article concerning a position taken by the Obama administration toward Israel. A quote from the article is attached.
But before all that, I had purchased two audio books from Audible.com, “No Easy Day” and “Let’s Roll”. “No Easy Day” had been publicized a lot on TV lately and is about Seal Team 6 and the final day of Usama Bin Laden. “Let’s Roll” is written by Lisa Beamer, widow of Todd Beamer, who helped defeat the terrorists on board United Airlines Flight 93 in their attempt to destroy part of America.
I had started listening to No Easy Day a few days before the 11th and finished a few days after. As I write this I am in the middle of Let’s Roll.
11 September 2012, 9:30PM (real time data).
I had arrived to work early as I routinely do and was planning on going into a small conference room to set up my MacBook to do some more writing. This conference room has become a place of refuge for me as it is unused at night. I have typed many of the Letters To Daniel in this room, including this one right now, as I am writing about this event just minutes after its occurrence.
The janitor closet where I keep all my working carts and tools and stow my backpack while I work at night is right next door to the conference room, making it very convenient for me to get things set up for the night and then spend some quality time before the Lord on the MacBook.
There is a re-light glass in the door to the conference room so one can see if any lights are on. I had just changed into scrubs, stored my gear and gotten the MacBook from my locker, then proceeded into the conference room when I saw through the glass the light was already on, so I expected to possibly see someone else in there. While that could be expected, in this case it is somewhat unusual, in that in the two years that I have been routinely using the conference room, only in rare occasions have I seen another person when I walk in.
Entering the room I saw to my right one of my fellow employees who works in the same department as me. He was standing over a hospital towel that was laid out straight in front of him, with his eyes closed and arms hanging low and crossed in front of him.
I knew two things at once:
1. I knew he was a Muslim praying to Allah (on 9/11)
2. I knew to go ahead with my usual routine, taking no further notice of him.
What is really telling is that for the minute I was in the janitor closet right next door to the conference room where he was praying, I begin to come under assault from Satan, which happens routinely anyway at (G6), and was already occurring this night as I was entering the main building (to which I had already said:
“FIRE UP THE GRILL”.
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“FIRING”,
is what I heard in reply, which is Gabe’s typical response these days).
Before I could inquire of the Lord further He already started to explain for me not to worry about anything, such as whether the other worker might complain about me disturbing his prayer, etc.
After all, He is the One Who said years earlier in the Hospital:
“I AM IN CONTROL”
16 September 2012, 3:30AM.
P. S. The Lord just gave me another sign. Wednesday night at work I had occasion to video record a party with my iPhone. While recording a fellow female employee came up to me and asked if I was “recording this”, to which I nodded my head in the affirmative.
A few days later as I watched the 10 minute video, there was no record of that happening. I go, “what?!” to myself and begin to analyze. Today, I showed the video to (M), and we watched it together. Still there was no record of the co-worker coming right up to almost my face and asking me that question. And I know I didn’t stop the recording, because if I did there would be two video clips.
So as usual, when something unusual happens, I turn to Gabe and ask what it was all about. This time Gabriella said it was her taking the form of the female worker and then said to me that “you need help”. I guess I’ll find out later what she’s talking about.
Then Gabe and Gabriella confirmed what I had been thinking, that “they” (angels) can “materialize” in a “bandwidth” that only their intended “audience” can see and hear, and since everyone else was busy partying with one another while I was standing to one side with my iPhone shooting video, they would not have noticed my subtle head shake in response to some one only I could see at the time.
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Letter 137
ATTACHMENT
From http://www.debka.com/article/22350/By-refusing-to-see-Netanyahu-Obama-sharpens-his-Iran-dilemma
By refusing to see Netanyahu, Obama sharpens his Iran dilemma
DEBKAfile Special Report September 11, 2012, 11:32 PM (GMT+02:00)
Tags: Barack Obama pastedGraphic Binyamin Netanyahu pastedGraphic Iran nuclear pastedGraphic Leon Panetta pastedGraphic US-Israel crisis pastedGraphic
pastedGraphic
At odds - and no longer talking
President Barack Obama’s refusal Tuesday Sept. 11 to see Prime Minister Binyamin Netanyahu because “the president’s schedule will not permit that,” left Jerusalem thunderstruck – and Washington too.
At one stroke, round after round of delicate negotiations on Iran between the White House, Prime Minister’s Office in Jerusalem, the US National Security Council, Defense Minister Ehud Barak and Defense Secretary Leon Panetta collapsed. They had aimed at an agreement on a starting point for the meeting that had been fixed between the two leaders for Sept. 28 in New York to bridge their differences over an attack on Iran’s nuclear program.
By calling off the meeting, the US president has put paid to those hopes and publicly humiliated the Israel prime minister, turning the clock back to the nadir of their relations brought about by the comment by Gen. Martin Dempsey, Chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff on Aug. 30: “I don’t want to be complicit if they [Israel] choose to do it” – meaning attack Iran.
By rebuffing Netanyahu, the president demonstrated that the top US soldier was not just talking off the cuff but representing the president’s final position on a possible Israel strike to preempt Iran’s nuclear program.
Blessings…
R. C. Theophilus
Letter 137a
Holy War, Holy Peace
2016-08-13
Dear Dan,
Friday, 12 August 2016, 1PM.
“The 2012 Benghazi attack took place on the evening of September 11, 2012, when Islamic militants attacked the American diplomatic compound in Benghazi, Libya, killing U.S. Ambassador J. Christopher Stevens and U.S. Foreign Service Information Management Officer Sean Smith.[7] Stevens was the first U.S. Ambassador killed in the line of duty since 1979.[8] The attack has also been referred to as the Battle of Benghazi.[9].
Several hours later, a second assault targeted a different compound about one mile away, killing CIA contractors Tyrone S. Woods and Glen Doherty.[10][11] Ten others were also injured in the attacks.”
From WIKIPEDIA.COM
Last night we watched the movie 13 Hours: The Secret Soldiers of Benghazi (2016), which was about the attack described in the Wikipedia entry quoted above.
After the movie, while I was in bed getting ready to get to sleep, the Lord began to impress upon me to write about an event that is related to what I described in Letter 137 Volume 3.
On 11 September 2012, on the very day that I walked into a conference room at (G6) where a fellow Muslim co-worker was praying to Allah (see Letter 137 Volume 3), there was a pre-meditated assault on covert U. S. Consulate Facilities in Benghazi, Libya.
Over two years later, in early 2015 the Lord led me to offer a Gift of Peace to the same Muslim man. Please allow me to explain.
My Dad for a time in my grade school years was a treasure hunter. He acquired various metal detectors and would go out in the mornings to school yards and playgrounds and do what he called “coin-shooting”, using the metal detector to search for anything metallic that others had dropped, but mostly he hoped to find coins.
He even co-founded a club that was called the Northwest Ghost Towners, the members of which had a special letter of authorization from the Head of the King County Parks department allowing members to search and carefully dig in the grounds. Since I was the founders son, I also had a letter of authorization.
Dad was also a “horse-trader” and knew a good deal when he saw one. Mostly he traded for cars, but he also would trade with his treasure hunting buddies from time to time.
I’m not sure how he obtained it, but he had in his possession a unique artifact. It seemed rather old, sort of like an antique. It was a knife, but not just any knife. It had an ivory handle, a curved blade, and curious markings on both sides of the blade.
When I was in the eighth grade I took an arts class that included wood and leather working. I asked Dad if I could make a leather sheath for the blade. He liked the idea, and let me have the knife so I could get the accurate measurements. This was before the rigid fearfulness (“zero tolerance”) of the present day public schools, so I was able to take the knife with me to class and trace the outline of the blade onto paper that would become the template from which I would cut the leather sheet to fit.
I completed the sheath in one quarter, but for some reason I never finished stitching up the last remaining seam. So I put it in a drawer where it stayed until my Dad passed away. The knife and sheath then became part of my inheritance package.
Here are some photos of the knife. Click on these links. Photo-1. Photo-2. Photo-3.
One day in late 2014 I got the idea that I would like to have the writing interpreted on the knife. By that time I had concluded the inscription on the blade was most likely Arabic.
So, one day I took the knife to work to show to the same man that was praying to Allah on 9-11-2012. He was able to read and interpret the writing, and said that it was saying words that expressed thanks to Allah for food. He said it would be similar to me, a Christian, giving thanks at meal time.
Then he offered to buy the knife from me. I said I would give it some thought.
Later, the Lord Holy Spirit led me to offer the knife and sheath as a gift. My young Muslim friend accepted, and on the appointed day I took the knife to work and gave it to my co-worker.
This did two things in the spirit world.
It returned an Islamic artifact to its rightful place, a Muslim, and it built a bridge of friendship between me and the younger Muslim man.
These two things helped to diffuse the Spirit of Animosity that naturally exits between Islam and the rest of the world, especially the U.S. and Israel. This also prevented any further temptation to my co-worker to fully engage with his religion and become violent at his work place.
It was this Spirit of Animosity that was controlling my co-worker and much of the rest of the Islamic world on 11 September 2012.
To date I have not seen my friend praying to Allah since that time.
Blessings…
R. C. Theophilus
Letter 138
“I Have A Dream”
OR
The Antagonism Of Angels
2012-09-16
Dear Dan,
During the first part of the Day of 7, after Jesus revealed angel Gabe and company, I had occasion to get mad at “them” and very discouraged at their presence and ministry in my life. I don’t remember about what. It’s likely that because part of my personality likes solitude and being alone (with God), I thought “they” were a little too close for my own comfort. This happened one night at work at (G2) at the elementary school.
But, some back-story is needed to make sense of the rest.
A few years before, in 1997 I had a desire to know just how Church was supposed to be. So, based on what I already knew of Scripture and what my desires were, I wrote a list of things that I wanted to see. At the same time I remembered hearing the “I Have A Dream” speech by Dr. Martin Luther King Jr., so I titled my list “I Have A Dream”.
Here is what I wrote down:
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I Have A Dream
30 November 1997
And it shall come to pass in the last days, saith God, I will pour out of my Spirit upon all flesh: and your sons and your daughters shall prophesy, your young men shall see visions, and your old men shall dream dreams....
Acts 2:17- KJV
I have a dream...
>>>That we (the Church, the Dwelling Place of God) may worship the God of the Bible rather than the Bible of God.
>>>That we may receive all the fingers of God's hand rather than one or two (And what are these fingers? Apostles, Prophets, Evangelists, Pastors and Teachers).
>>>That the Strong may lay themselves down as a Bridge for the Weak, so that both may see Jesus more clearly.
>>>That we may seek for the Kingdom of God rather than the kingdom of church.
>>>That we may return to the simplicity of Scriptural Church Government; that of Elder and Bishop, and the plurality thereof.
>>>That we may return to the value of Eldership.
>>>That we may see that we ARE the Church, ALL the time EVERYWHERE.
>>>That we may obtain the Fear of God.
>>>That we may receive Supernatural Gifts as a routine part of Christian Living!
>>>That true Hospitality will once again be preached and practiced.
>>>And finally, that our Lord and His Gospel will be Preached and Practiced throughout the Land.
Amen.
CT Janitor 30 November 1997
May be freely copied and distributed at no cost to the recipient.
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So it was one night at work at the elementary school that I was very tired and frustrated. I just wanted all the angelic “distractions” to go away. I wanted the pain to go away. I wanted to win the lottery so I wouldn’t have to work anymore.
While I was experiencing these thoughts and related emotions, I wandered into a classroom and leaned up against a student desk at the front of the room facing the chalkboard. I just stood there with my arms crossed for a minute thinking, then rubbed my eyes while I gathered my strength to finish the night’s work.
Then, before moving, I looked up at the chalkboard and saw something that caught my attention. This is what I saw at the top of the board:
I saw a poster of a stencil drawing of Dr. Martin Luther King Jr., along with the phrase “I Have A Dream”. And standing as close as possible next to Dr. King, in a lighter shade of white, were two angels, one on each side of him. I then remembered what I had written a few years earlier, and that I had never really forgotten, as it had become something I was looking for.
Then my anger receded since I knew the Lord was sending me a message. And it gave me something to think about for the rest of the night, and something to write about many years later.
Blessings…
R. C. Theophilus
Letter 139
New Names For Old Stars
2012-09-20
Dear Dan,
In about 2008 or 2009 I was out walking one night on the trail behind my house. I was thinking about an exchange I recently had on an online forum where we were discussing various aspects of heathen idol worship and how Christmas, Easter etc. had been compromised in the church by having pagan rituals blended in with the Christian symbols.
Some of the people on the forum were looking for an excuse to not celebrate Christmas, thinking that they might fall into some sort of sin if they put up festive decorations and exchanged gifts.
I had raised the obvious item that we in western culture pay homage to foreign deities every time we use their name by saying a day of the week such as Monday (MOON-day), Thursday (THORS-day), Saturday (SATURN’S-day) etc., and to which I asked if we (Christians) then sinned every time we articulated a day of the week to someone.
At the same time of this exchange I was reminded by the Lord that he originally NUMBERED the days, weeks, months, and years (on the first day of the second month, in the third year of King “So and So”, etc.).
Anyway, I was thinking about all that and then began to remember that a lot of the stars had been named for foreign gods.
I was pondering this thought while looking up at the stars in the southern sky and thinking that “they all needed new names”, so that like PraiseTree, their new names would reflect the original intent of their Creator.
What I am about to describe next all happened simultaneously, and was quite involuntary on my part.
Suddenly and without any prior thought or inclination to do so, I spun around 180 degrees and faced north, still looking up.
Then, as I was now seeing the most predominate constellation in the northern sky at that time, I heard these words in my mind:
“EXCEPT THAT ONE”
At the very same moment that I saw the constellation and heard the words, I saw a bright meteor rush through the largest part of the constellation (remember the Street Sweeper truck at Pioneer Square?). I knew then I was just shown a sign from the Lord.
Do you know what the most predominate constellation in the northern night sky was that I was looking straight at?
It was… fanfare please ...
THE BIG DIPPER!
(… in the last days, saith God,
I will pour out of my Spirit upon all flesh…)
Blessings…
R. C. Theophilus
P.S. The Lord ordered, Gabe acted, I saw and heard. Now I get to record and report! Cool, huh?
Letter 140
The Book Of Acts
2012-09-20
Dear Dan,
In 2009, just before my mandatory two-month sabbatical from (G6), I was working one night in (G6b). I could tell that both Gabe and Gabriella were at my side taking up (space?).
Then suddenly the Lord was speaking to the three of us. I could tell it was the Lord, and I could tell that my two angelic associates were hearing this Word of the Lord at the same time along with me.
The Lord communicated not in verbalized words that formed in my mind, but in a thought that penetrated my entire being. In this fashion the Lord commanded me/us to
“STUDY THE BOOK OF ACTS”.
So, that’s exactly what I did. I listened to the audio version of Acts, more than once, and did my usual computerized study that I like to do.
I learned quite a bit, but one main topic I am trying to convey in this letter is how that the Word of God was given to both me, a human, and to two spirit people at the same time. That I find real interesting.
But I also learned a lot from Acts. Most of Acts is devoted to Paul, and throughout, each time Paul winds up in a new situation, he recounts the remarkable work of Jesus in saving his soul to eternal life. It was by recounting the story of his life and Salvation that Paul proclaimed the message of the Gospel of Eternal life.
Acts 26:19−20 (NKJV)
“Therefore, King Agrippa, I was not disobedient to the heavenly vision, but declared first to those in Damascus and in Jerusalem, and throughout all the region of Judea, and then to the Gentiles, that they should repent, turn to God, and do works befitting repentance.“
I started this letter above this point about a week ago, and since then I began to look at Acts again. I find Paul’s job description given to him by Jesus most profound.
Here it is: (Acts 26:1, 12-18)
1Then Agrippa said to Paul, “You are permitted to speak for yourself.”… 12“While thus occupied, as I journeyed to Damascus with authority and commission from the chief priests, 13at midday, O king, along the road I saw a light from heaven, brighter than the sun, shining around me and those who journeyed with me. 14And when we all had fallen to the ground, I heard a voice speaking to me and saying in the Hebrew language,
‘Saul, Saul, why are you persecuting Me? It is hard for you to kick against the goads.’ 15So I said, ‘Who are You, Lord?’ And He said, ‘I am Jesus, whom you are persecuting. 16But rise and stand on your feet; for
I have appeared to you for this purpose,
to make you
>>a minister<<
and
>>a witness<<
both of the
>>things which you have seen<<
and of the
>>things which I will yet reveal to you.<<
17I will deliver you from the Jewish people,
as well as from the Gentiles, to whom I now send you,
18to open their eyes, in order to turn them
from darkness to light, and
from the power of Satan to God,
that they may receive
forgiveness of sins
and
an inheritance among those who are sanctified
by faith in Me.’
Blessings…
R. C. Theophilus
Letter 141
Current Status
2012-09-30
Dear Dan,
MEDICAL-
Some of my pain levels have decreased, while new pains have emerged. It may be that my brain has acclimated to the nerve pain from the ruptured disc. At the same time the pinched nerves in the disc cause muscle spasms and weird tingling in my lower legs. I may have mentioned earlier that I filed an L&I claim on the ruptured disc, as it seemed more than likely that the work that I do along with the non-standard days off schedule both caused and contributed to the trauma.
DOMESTIC-
(M) continues to be able to function on a limited basis. Her weight is causing premature wear on her knee joints, and she is only able to leave the house about one day out of four. If she falls over to the floor, we have to call the Fire Department to get help to put her back on her feet. I cannot do it myself. We have had to do this twice now in the past few years. So I continue to pray that the Lord will keep her stable and upright.
SPIRITUAL-
This current warfare continues, and will until the rapture. The most terrible aspect of my own function in this is that by perceiving the spiritual reality surrounding things, it can seem as if I am personally guilty of those things. Intellectually I know the truth of Scripture regarding my own sanctification, but the burden of the guilt of others is tough to be around. This is what leads to psychoses of many kinds.
The key to victory and the shield against the “psychosis of sin” (mine or others, it doesn’t matter which one) is to walk in the Truth of The Grid, the intersection of Three Truths founded upon a Fourth; “Greater, Stronger, Sharper”, along with the statement that “… the Scripture cannot be broken”.
This is why the evil spirits, be they demons or angels, cannot withstand the application of God’s Word in power. Since Scripture cannot be broken, THEY are the ones that are BROKEN when The Word is applied to their presence. This is true even if the ones believing in the Word have a lesser exposure to the immediate spiritual dimension. Believing in Scripture is the same as Believing in Jesus. His Word is Who He is. So a Church that teaches Scripture verbatim is more greatly immune to deception than those that question His (Jesus) authority or veracity.
LETTERS
I’m thinking now that I will turn around and do commentaries on Volume 5, the same way I did for volumes 1 and 2. And, we are still “brain-storming” on the Audio versions. But there may still be some more topics yet before I “make the turn”.
Blessings…
R. C. Theophilus
P.S. I really have no idea how far these letters will go. Maybe I’ll just keep writing until the Lord says to stop. That sounds like a good idea.
Letter 142
Employee Appreciation Day
2012-10-04
Dear Dan,
In the summer months after the Day of 7 I took a job with (G4) that lasted two only weeks. I had to quit that job too because the lower back pain that forced me to quit from (G2) hadn’t healed yet.
But something happened during the two weeks that I was there.
On the weekend before the Monday that I was to start work with (G4), I went to see the movie X-Men in the theater. I really related to that movie, as many parts of it seemed to coincide with the spiritual battles I had just been exposed to. Afterwards on the way home I stopped for a snack at Dennys in (L18).
I took a place at the counter two seats over from a young man that was studying a chessboard. His chess set reminded me of a scene in the movie I just came from where Dr. Xavier was playing chess with his rival, Magneto. Since I was hyped up from the movie and also played chess, I started up a conversation with the young man.
We talked for a bit, and then he invited me to join him someday at a coffee shop in Seattle where people played chess. He seemed a likable fellow and without any hidden agendas, so after some thought I suggested that we trade email addresses and told him I would be interested if my schedule permitted. He agreed and after the exchange we parted company. I remember that his email had the name “Traxler” in it. When I commented and wondered about the name (as it sounded unique), he said it was the name of a chess master that he studied.
During the week that followed, (M) decided to go over to the resort on the lakes at (L19) for a family function that would last more than a few days. She wanted me to go with her, but we decided I should stay home since there really wasn’t enough time for me to go over for the weekend, leaving on Saturday just to drive home Sunday and be ready for work on Monday.
So, with (M) being out of town on the next weekend, I saw the opportunity to email the young man to arrange a time and place to meet. We decided on Mercer Island Dennys. This was very convenient as (G4) was having their annual “employee appreciation day” at a park on the island not far from the restaurant. I would meet the young man at about 2PM, just after the (G4) employee functions were over with.
I got to the park with what I thought was plenty of time to participate in the (G4) party, but found out that I had arrived just at the end of the festivities. So I left there and went over to Dennys to wait for the young man to arrive.
Upon his arrival I left my truck in the Dennys parking lot and got into the young man’s car. Then we proceeded into Seattle, where he picked a place to park not far from where the coffee shop was.
We walked for a bit and then went inside a building and upstairs where the coffee shop was. We enjoyed our beverages and played a few games of chess, then left.
While walking back to his car he mentioned that he had a girlfriend that he thought might be a lesbian. He told me of a “gay” bar where she would sometimes go called “The Wild Rose”.
After getting to the car he told me of another place he liked not far from there that had all kinds of old-school video games. I said I’d like to go there too, so we went.
Going into the video arcade was like entering a time machine. All the old video games that I had played as a young man were there. Pac-Man, Space Invaders, Joust, Asteroids, Lunar Lander, Tempest, the list goes on. I couldn’t believe it.
After playing for a while the shop started to close to gaming for the night as it doubled as a music venue, so a band was starting to set up their equipment and instruments for a later performance just as we were ready to leave.
We got back to his car and drove back to Mercer Island Dennys. After I thanked the young man many times for the good time, we parted company. That was the last time I saw him, and when I tried to send another email later on to see if he wanted to play chess again at Dennys, the email was returned with a “no such address” error message.
As I drove home I reflected on many things about what just happened. And as usual, the Lord had already pre-arranged a “Kingdom Coincidence” as a sign to me.
Not only did the young man play chess, but also he had the same name as Dr. Xavier’s opponent in X-Men. Magneto’s given name was Erik, and that was the name the young man gave to me as we sat and talked at Dennys.
So I pondered that entire meeting and subsequent “day out” with Erik for a while before the Lord, and then I began to know a few things, which I will discuss in the commentary when I write it.
Blessings…
R. C. Theophilus
P. S. That day out with Erik was a healing experience for me, and a rare gift from our Father in Heaven. At the same time, the Lord revealed another “target of opportunity” in His war on Satan. What I lost by being late to the (G4) employee function was more than replaced by a “private venue” given to me personally by the Lord. An “Employee Appreciation Day” custom fit just for me, his adopted son.
Letter 143
The Storm At PraiseTree
2012-10-04
Dear Dan,
During and after the Day of 7 I would go to PraiseTree quite a bit. It was one of the rare places at the time that I felt reasonably safe from demonic “IEDs” and “drive-by shootings”. And I was allowed to meet PraiseTree in person on many occasions.
One day after a visit, as I was preparing to leave and starting to drive out, another vehicle approached mine, and with its window rolled down signaled me to stop. I rolled my window down and the driver in the other car said that a friend of theirs had a dead battery and wondered if I had any jumper cables. I said I did and that I was willing to help. They pointed me to an upper parking lot, where I found a couple with a small dog in an older car, that I want to remember was a Plymouth Valiant, or similar vehicle.
After going through the usual greetings of someone with jumper cables to a stranded motorist, I proceeded to rummage through all the junk in the small space behind the seats of my S-10. In a minute or two I realized that the reason I couldn’t find any jumper cables was because I had earlier placed them into the trunk of my wife’s car. Then with more than a little embarrassment, I turned to the man and said that I forgot that my cables were at home. But I added that if they didn’t mind waiting, I would be willing to drive home and get the cables, since I lived not far away.
They of course were willing to wait, as they were obviously not going anywhere unless someone else came along with cables. I took off, and returned inside of twenty minutes with the jumper cables. After getting hooked up, the man was able to start their car, and I was relieved that I was able to help.
After getting their car started we chatted for a little, and I asked the lady the name of her dog. “Storm”, she replied, and then retuned a smile of agreement to me when I began saying something like, “Yeah, because there’s a storm going on” and at the same time smiling back at her while looking toward PraiseTree Ledge. This was in context because all the while that we were getting the car started there was a dark ominous cloud that had blown in over PraiseTree Ledge, replete with thunder and lightning.
As I begin to leave they both thanked me, to which I responded that I was even more blessed because “it is more blessed to give than to receive”. “That’s what we believe” they stated in reply after me. I knew then they were Jesus People also.
Blessings…
R. C. Theophilus
Letter 144
The Undiscovered Country
2012-10-05
Dear Dan,
All throughout the Day of 7 the Lord would explain, either in person or through Gabe, what was going on and why. That is why even though many weird things happened all the time; they didn’t stay weird for long. And the Holy Spirit was activating His Gift of Knowledge in me so that even during the weirdness, there was always a Rock of Truth that could not be shaken or moved, and upon which I could fix my understanding, or from which I could gain a reference point. In “Trekkian” terms it would be similar to Stellar Cartography
One day during this time (M) and I had occasion to celebrate her dad’s birthday at the home of his closest friend (P11) in (L18). On the way driving to the house I saw Angels on the hood of my truck, pointing what appeared to be a .50 caliber machine gun through the windshield toward my wife. This was so that Leviathan could not prophesy through her since she had not been delivered yet.
I was pretty nervous at the thought of being in the same room with my in-laws, because the Lord had just started revealing to me just what sort of “Hideous Strength” it was that resided with them, but the Lord re-assured me that things would be OK. I think this occurred just before I forbade my in-laws to have any contact with my household.
During the party I could sense the same sort of tension that existed when I was at (CS2)’s house and the demons began to manifest in (CB9). At one point I commented to my mother-in-law that I couldn’t send emails because I was having trouble with the dial-up modem. Her response was rather negative and reproachful. What was really happening was that there was a demon just outside the window of my study at home cursing the modem so I could not go online. The modem had just stopped working, so I had to buy a new one. This is how strong at the time the enemy’s power was at my house. (No wonder God sent the message “Satan is my fucking co-pilot” the way He did. But there were other reasons for that message as well).
After we were done eating we retired to (P11)’s very well appointed home theater room where we had the option of picking from a rather large selection of movies to watch.
We finally agreed on a Star Trek movie called:
“The Undiscovered Country”.
It was while we were watching this movie that several things happened. First, after a few minutes, I would see my father-in-law turn his head slightly and look at me out of the corner of his eye. This happened more than once. Second, I knew that it was the demon he had on board that was motivating him to do so, so that the evil spirit could see what kind of psychological state I was in. Third, the Lord said to me that He was delivering my father-in-law from the demonic spirit during the course of the movie.
So as usual, I sat, watched, and learned. And I believed God at His Word.
What’s interesting is that the phrase “the undiscovered country” is from Shakespeare’s “Hamlet”. It refers to what lies beyond this life. But it’s only “undiscovered” until one knows Christ, Who has been there and back and lives again to tell about it.
So I learned that the Lord delivers (saves) through whatever means He sees fit, including theater.
Blessings…
R. C. Theophilus
P.S. For reasons I learned later, (M) would periodically make a point of saying that all the Star Trek captains had previously been trained in the Shakespearian tradition.
Letter 145
“Tragic Bus”*
2012-10-05
Dear Dan,
I am writing this letter at 1:40 AM on Friday, 5 October 2012.
Just last Wednesday morning the 3rd, I had gotten off work at 5:30AM and pedaled my way to the bus stop where I would take the (CCC) bus to (L12) to get the (AAA) bus.
(CCC) pulled into the stop just as (AAA) was fixing to leave. I dismounted from (CCC) as quickly as I could and made for the other bus, which was just pulling out of the lot.
I thought that I might be able to pedal fast enough to beat it to the next stop as I could take some short cuts through parking lots, etc., so I followed the bus pedaling as quickly as I could. The coach had to stop for a red light, which made it possible for me to catch up a little.
The driver must have spotted me in his mirror, because he slowed down and then stopped at a crosswalk. He signaled for me to get on which I did as quickly as I could.
I placed my ORCA pass at the card reader, then still being in a hurry, I turned to walk down the aisle. As I was stepping up from the last step onto the main deck my feet suddenly went out from under me and I went down to the floor, landing with full force on my right elbow.
After I got up I could tell that I banged my arm pretty severely, as the muscles started to cramp, etc.
In order to get home I had to stay on the bus until we came to my stop, which was almost an hour later. During that time I did a sort of traction on my right arm by hanging onto one of the overhead straps and letting some of my own weight stretch my arm out. I think that helped some, as I was able to very carefully get back on my bike and pedal the three miles to my house, albeit in a less aggressive fashion than normal.
After painfully inquiring of the Lord about what I should do, I decided to go to bed, thinking that I would go get it checked out at a doctor’s office after I got up.
Last night (Wednesday) at about 8:30PM found me at an Urgent Care clinic where the doctor examined me and took some x-rays. The doctor said he could not see any apparent bone fractures, and wrote that I could be released to return to work tomorrow, Saturday. But he also wrote that due to the swelling, it might be that some fractures would be apparent only to a trained radiologist.
This turned out to be the case, as I got a call about 11:00AM Thursday from the office that they wanted me to go to an Orthopedic clinic that same day or the next (Friday) morning to get my arm splinted.
So, I now have an appointment this morning to do just that. Depending on how my arm is, it appears that I may have another mandatory sabbatical from (G6) if the doctor says I can’t use my arm for any length of time. Right now it is swollen but not too painful unless I make certain movements.
In the mean time, I had another weird dream that I woke up from at about 3:00PM Thursday that left me troubled. So I went to the kitchen, got a Coke and watched some Netflix until I could get back to sleep.
At about 3:30 just before drifting off back to sleep my cell phone went off. It was the L&I third party company calling to let me know that my L&I claim on my ruptured disc was being denied, but that the State would review it and could change it. I am not surprised at that, but I wanted to get it documented just in case it was work related.
Blessings…
R. C. Theophilus
*Magic Bus by The Who
Letter 146
Familiar Spirits
2012-10-15
Dear Dan,
Not long after January of 2010 when my job schedule changed, I began to be the recipient of weirdness in the (G6d) department. This was before the accusations of Satan and the iPod trials.
After a few months, while I was working and walking along in one of the hallways, a co-worker came up from behind me and patted me on the back, then just walked away. He did this in the same way that a kid would do to another kid in the hall at junior high school. I sent an email to the co-worker asking them to not do it anymore.
About a week later a second co-worker did the same thing. And not long after that a third co-worker did the same thing. I asked the second co-worker in person verbally to stop, which they did. And I sent an email to the third co-worker to stop, which they did as well.
In my spirit I knew a familiar spirit* was motivating these actions. It just wasn’t normal, especially in what’s supposed to be a professional environment. Plus, I never gave any evidence to anyone that I enjoyed “tactile communication” in the workplace.
Then, not many days after the third episode, the first co-worker to whom I sent the email came up behind me and patted me on the shoulder again. Later that night I asked him if he got my email. He asked what about and I told him. He said he thought that it was from another worker with the same name I have, but I could tell he was modifying the truth to protect himself from incrimination. Then he said he wouldn’t put his hands on me again. He has kept his word since then.
A week or two later the first co-worker and I passed one another in the hallway. I saw that his face had a (literal) dark, somber, and angry visage. I knew that he was being “pushed” by the familiar spirit to do just the opposite to what he agreed not to do to me, and I also knew that this battle would help him to become stronger in his spirit to resist demonic urges like this in the future.
But it was pretty clear evidence to me that there was an “additional influence” at work in some of the people at (G6d). Of course Gabe confirmed what I saw and heard.
Blessings…
R. C. Theophilus
* I have yet to do an in depth study of the Scripture pertaining to this matter, but based on my own experience, familiar spirits seem to be demons that have been assigned for a specific task at a specific location. They do not seek to co-habit another human, but rather they are assigned to set up various behavior characteristics that are designed to cause humans to function in a less than upright, straightforward manner. Early on, when Safeway first introduced their Safeway Club Card, there were familiar spirits assigned to the cards in order to begin a demonic network. Overcoming the “Club The Customer Card” demons was one of the first “corporate deliverances” that I remember having worked on with Gabe and Gabriella.
P.S. Attached is a Vision I had in 2000. I just wrote it down a couple days ago.
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Letter 146a
VISION
Three Vile Vials
2000-00-00
I was at home taking a hot bath when three things happened at once.
I began to have a vision,
The front door blew open,
My wife cried out to me in fright.
In the vision, there were three evil spirits standing over me in the bathtub. Each spirit had a vial full of evil, vile curses. As they each one began to pour the contents of their vials into my bath water, the front door blew open from a gust of wind. At the same time my wife (M) was startled and cried out to me in fright.
That was the end of the vision, the wind and the fear.
The reason the front door could blow open was because the latch was broken. The dead bolt worked fine, but the door latch was broken, so, until I had time to go to Home Depot and get a replacement I had removed it and place some duct tape over the hole to make a sort of raised area to provide friction to keep the door closed. This worked under normal conditions, but there was a windstorm going on at the time of my bath and the friction was not strong enough to keep the door closed against the wind.
The lesson here is that it is good not to delay making repairs to the house (and the Church is His House). Further, instead of being lazy, we could have kept the deadbolt locked instead of using a barely functional makeshift duct tape solution.
Letter 147
The Father's Chastening
2012-10-17
Dear Dan,
In 1983 I obtained employment with (G1), where I worked for seven years, met my wife, and received the “Ghostbusters” balloon. During that time I saw most of the people I knew from the Jesus People Church (U1) marry, have kids, and merge into the world to be salt and light thereto.
But my friend (CB1) never married. Upon returning from Vietnam he started working as a janitor, and did that line of work until just recently when he retired and started getting Social Security. But over the course of that time he was always active with some part of the Body of Christ, especially home fellowships and Bible study groups. He really did (does) have an eldership anointing upon his life.
One of the Bible studies he helped to lead in the mid 1980s was held at a home in Redmond. The house was located on a diary on property now occupied by the UPS hub. One of the dairymen at the farm got saved and started a home fellowship at the farmhouse that he lived in. He was a biker, and soon many of his biker buddies started attending the meetings and getting saved.
The House Church and its weekly meetings lasted for many years. Because of my close connection with (CB1), and that he and I and many of the house church brethren all frequented the same 24 hour diner (G18) in Redmond, I got to know several of the biker Christians that were part of the Body. At one point in time the Holy Spirit begin to convict some of the men in the Home Church about rebellion in their hearts. The Lord wanted them to cut their hair, which was long. Most did. But one, who also worked on the farm, did not, and said at one of the meetings that he would not cut his hair.
One day not long after his statement, that same Brother was out in one of the pastures with a tractor. The tractor had a power-take-off shaft at the rear. He went to check on a noise or something on the spinning shaft, and while he leaned over to get a closer look, his hair began to wrap around the shaft. Part of his hair and scalp was removed rather forcefully at that time.
Later, after his scalp had mostly healed, I saw the same brother at (G18), and since his hair was a lot shorter than the last time I saw him, I asked what happened. That’s when he told me his true story, which I have now documented. It reminds me a little of the story in Acts of Ananias and Sapphira. Just not quite as lethal.
Blessings…
R. C. Theophilus
Letter 148
Mercy Prevailed
2012-10-17
Dear Dan,
(CB1) was for many years my mentor and elder in the Faith. He attended Church at (U1) and (U6), which is where my mom met him. I was fourteen when my mom first invited him to our house. This she did after she found out that he had been a dog handler while serving in the Army in Viet Nam. At church one Sunday Mom asked if he would come to our house to give her some pointers on how to train our dog. While (CB1) was there I invited him to my bedroom cabin, where we talked and prayed together. That was the beginning of a lifelong friendship in Christ that continues to this day.
When I was nineteen I wanted to move out of the house to be on my own, but especially to fulfill the Scripture where it says; “therefore a man shall leave his father and his mother and cleave unto his wife…” with an emphasis on the part about “cleaving to one’s wife”.
So, since I knew that (CB1) had recently moved into the mobile home vacated by his recently deceased grandmother, and that I figured he might have an extra room to rent, I approached him about if I could become his roommate.
The mobile home was owned by his parents, so he had to get their permission to let me move in, along with the caveat that he charge me rent, since they did not want to “subsidize” a roommate. I lived there about a year, and then moved out to rent a room from a family in Juanita.
Within weeks after my moving out, (CB1) let (CS2) move in with him. She had been an “Exotic Dancer” in Eastern Washington, but wanted to be back in the Seattle area. Her dad was a Boeing VP of some repute, and so was well off, but he and his children were estranged, and (CS2) was not treated very well by him.
I knew (CS2) from a few years earlier because she had attended the same Jesus People church that I did, and we had both previously attended the same Christian school, but in different grade levels.
I thought it ill advised for my single friend (CB1) to allow a single female to move in with him, but it was his life to live, and I was being led by the Lord to live elsewhere so I could meet (CS1).
About a year or two later, (CB1) and (CS2) rented a house together in Redmond, with the express desire to minister to street people that wanted to get off the street and start over. But they needed other renters to help defray the costs, so I was asked if I wanted to rent a room upstairs. I said “yes” and moved in. I lived there for about eight months or so, after which I rented an apartment in Renton to be close to (CS1).
Some time between after I moved out of (CB1)’s mobile home and the time I left the Redmond house, (CS2) became pregnant with child by (CB1). But (CB1) was under the grasp and control of Satan in his life pertaining to fatherhood and family. He forced (CS2) to have an abortion. She had been carrying twins according to (M), to whom (CS2) once confided.
In about 2002, I had occasion to visit (CS2) at her home. While we were out on the front porch together having a smoke, she began to share with me about the forced abortion. This came up unexpectedly, and I knew it was the Lord that was revealing this to me. (Before this I was unaware of the abortion, which had been kept secret.)
But this confession was to confirm something that had occurred before, mentioned in Letter 37b, where I saw Gabe and Crew deliver (CB1) from one or more evil spirits.
The demon(s) had occasion to gain entry into his body by the un-repented of sin of that “legal” murder. (CS2) had also been severely affected by it, as it was a botched abortion and destroyed any further childbearing ability.
Dan, here is something interesting. Sometime during the time that (CB1) and I were working together as business partners, we were driving somewhere in the same car. Somehow the subject of abortion came up and after some back and forth discussion I said that I thought any man who got a women pregnant who then got an abortion ought to be executed (I was still quite legalistic back then). (CB1) argued for a bit, and I thought about my position. Then, words similar to these came out of my mouth:
“OK, THE MAN CAN LIVE.
BUT HE MUST BECOME AN INDENTURED SERVANT
TO THE WOMAN FOR THE REST OF HIS LIFE”.
My thinking was that would pay back the woman for the loss of life and family, and still offer mercy to the man.
What I didn’t know at the time is that this exchange was being brought forth by the Holy Spirit in order to articulate His will and pass judgment. (CB1) was in essence pleading for his life. The Lord, through his servant (me), was stating His position on the matter. And Mercy prevailed.
In the many years since that exchange, I have observed (CB1) become exactly what the Lord pronounced. He, for all intents and purposes, became an indentured servant to (CS2), both by his voluntary will and by the will of God the Holy Spirit. And I have witnessed this take place.
Blessings…
R. C. Theophilus
P.S. Attached is a dream the Lord gave me with details that brought some clarification to this matter.
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Letter 148a
DREAM
Power Over The Enemy
2007-07-04
In this dream…
The Lord had placed me in a room to observe things.
In the room I saw my close friend and Brother in Christ (CB1) standing off to one side. On the other side of the room there stood a woman. I knew and could tell that she was what I call “The Goddess Spirit”.
In the middle of the room, separating my friend from the woman, there was a rectangular pit with two trap doors standing open, revealing a large tank open at the top, full of water and a lot of very hungry alligators.
The knowledge was given to me that the woman had an unholy spiritual grip on the soul of my friend (CB1). And I knew that she had threatened him all his life with destruction in the pit if he tried to escape her influence*.
Then, the Lord gave me an idea. The idea was to purchase and give to (CB1) a vacuum cleaner. I knew about this vacuum cleaner in that both (CB1) and I had used this model extensively when cleaning churches together.
It is called the “Porta-Power”, made by Hoover. A very sweet machine indeed. While not having much capacity, it is light, easy to use, and excellent for cleaning between rows of chairs and around hard to move furniture. And, as the name implies, very powerful even for its size.
So I made the purchase and gave the vacuum as a gift to (CB1). I knew that this gift was what the Lord would use to strengthen (CB1) against the Goddess Spirit so he would have the resources to fight and overcome.
End of dream.
NOTE: Not many weeks had passed after I received my inheritance that I actually ordered the physical vacuum and gave it as a gift to (CB1), not telling him anything about the dream, but believing that the Lord would take care of business in the privacy of His own relationship with (CB1). The physical vacuum was representative of a spiritual reality.
But (CB1) also appreciated the vacuum, as the Hoover Porta-Power is one of the janitor’s “best friends”.
*This is the same “woman” that King Solomon warns against in the book of Proverbs.
Letter 149
Medical Update
2012-10-27
Dear Dan,
The other day I saw a spine surgeon who I was referred to by the Physiatrist. I could tell this new physician was more interested in real science than new-age mysticism. He went over the MRI that was taken of my back in January, and saw something that had not as yet been explained to me. All this time I thought that the ruptured disc was causing much of the “new pain”.
Not so. Instead, there is impingement on a nerve group that comes out from between two of the lower vertebrae, due to misalignment of the bones. As I spend hours on my feet moving around, the bones shift, making the access way for the nerves to become too narrow. The shifted bones then start to pinch on the nerves, causing great pain. The doctor said it is not likely to have been caused by work, so I will not try to challenge the L&I claim denial.
I will be starting some physical therapy for the lower lumbar region. The doctor said that if that doesn’t work I could try a shot of cortisone, and finally, if that doesn’t work, some surgery to install a rod to stabilize the bones.
My right arm continues to heal. I was off work for about a week. It is still sore where the triceps attaches to the elbow. After I inquired of the Lord about this injury He said it was His way of getting me to stay home for a few days so I could get started on the audio version of the Letters To Daniel. That’s how I could send to you the first draft. But my pain saga continues. The resurrection (and my subsequent new body) can’t happen soon enough for me these days.
Blessings…
R. C. Theophilus
P.S. While I was at home from work due to my arm injury I felt Jesus walk past me in the kitchen, along with these words that came to mind…
“He who walks among the churches,”
which was a pointer toward this Word found in Revelation 2:1;
“To the angel of the church of Ephesus write,
‘These things says He who holds the seven stars in His right hand,
who walks in the midst of the seven golden lampstands:”
Letter 150
(CS1) Part 1
2012-11-05
Dear Dan,
Not long after I moved away from home and moved in with (CB1), I think sometime in 1978 or 1979, I overheard him talking on the phone to someone. This was not “eavesdropping” since the phone was in the kitchen part of the single wide mobile home, and I was sitting about ten feet away in the living room.
I heard him say to the other party at the other end of the line words to the effect that said:
“As Christians each of us has the potential to commit any sin”.
That “mere scrap of information” was a Word that the Lord used to make it possible for me to enter into a relationship with (CS1).
I stated in one of the earlier letters that I used to be quite legalistic in my Christian walk. But that would be putting it mildly.
In Junior High school I turned another kid in to a teacher, for a $5.00 reward, for stealing parts out of the wood shop to make a pot pipe. At that point I was the “narco” man, er kid. I never took drugs or alcohol, and I looked down my nose at those that did. My closest friend all through school, from kindergarten up to tenth grade was a Mormon. We never talked religion, but we got along so well because he and I didn’t do any of the things that the other kids did, like drugs, alcohol, act rowdy, or later on after puberty become fornicators. And we were in Junior High and High School at the height of the “sexual revolution”.
All throughout school I was “Mr. Clean”. Of course my motivations were different than my friend’s. I knew Scripture, and I knew that most of the things that the other kids were doing in school were wrong. And I just didn’t want to sin at all. So I didn’t have much regard for kids that did drugs or went to parties, etc.
This same attitude went with me after high school and migrated toward just about every kind of sin in the world, including homosexuality. Some how up to that point I missed the teachings in Scripture about Mercy, Forbearance, and Long-suffering. I tended toward the Judgment aspect. Hell, fire and brimstone.
My most urgent prayer when I left home was to find a wife. In fact, that was why I left home, because it says in Scripture;
“A man shall leave his father and mother, and cleave unto his own wife.”
So I figured that in order to find a wife to whom I could cleave the first thing I ought to do was leave home. So I moved out from the home of my youth to (CB1)’s place.
Not long after I overheard the most important “scrap of information”, (CB1) and I visited a couple Mr. & Mrs. (C1) in (L20) who had previously been part of the Jesus People church (U1). In fact they had been part of the Body there during and after high school and got married while still attending Church there.
I already knew the wife of the couple (C1), before they married, from attending (U1), and had heard from her of her then fiancé who was away at Bible College, because after I turned sixteen and started driving I used to take (then Miss C1) home sometimes after the meetings when she didn’t have access to a car.
During the visit in (L20) I commented to (Mrs. C1) that I was looking for a wife and if she would be so kind as to keep me informed if she had any ideas; i.e. knew any single women. Of course I had no knowledge then that the Lord had already answered my request before I even made it. A young woman (CS1) had just moved out of (C1)’s (L20) house to her own place in (L21). She had lived with them for some time.
But (CS1) was not alone. She had a son of about one year old. Some time earlier, at a house party in Eastern Washington, (CS1) had become intoxicated and went to sleep. When she awoke she knew a man had violated her. As the baby grew in her womb the Lord begin to draw her back to the Redmond area where she grew up. So it was that on a day appointed by God at a softball game at a park near (L10), both the (C1)’s and (CS1) were to meet.
At the game the Lord spoke to (Mrs. C1) and moved her to draw near to (CS1). After speaking to her and finding out about her predicament, the Lord again moved Mrs. (C1) to ask (CS1) to move in with them, so that (CS1) would have a safe place to live and bring her baby to birth.
(CS1) had earlier attended (U1) a few times. But many young people came and went through those Holy doors over the years so that it was possible for various people to have attended for a while and still not know one another. It was always a very dynamic sort of Church.
But that common union in Christ that we shared, having both attended (U1) but at different times, and the fact that (CS1) had attended the same high school that I did, was what really got me to thinking that (CS1) was “the one”, the mate that the Lord had appointed for me to be with as man and wife to be together in His work in the world.
Now, this is where that “scrap of information comes in”. The Lord used that data in my memory to teach me of my own sinfulness, and that I was not beyond or above anyone else in depravity, even if I didn’t think or practice it.
Because before (CS1) was raped, she had been a practicing lesbian. And it was through the tragedy of the rape and subsequent birth and upbringing of her son that the Lord began the process of delivering (CS1) from the curse of “the reprobate mind”.
But, I was still young and immature emotionally. And I was authoritarian in my treatment of women. So after the period of time that we dated, and even got engaged, we broke up.
Not to be dissuaded, I continued to pursue (CS1). She softened some and we started dating again, off and on. But we had broken up again when I moved in to the Redmond house with (CB1) and (CS2). I don’t remember exactly how, but after that (CS1) and I started talking on the phone again. I went and visited her at her house in (L21), and we decided that we should try again to date.
Not long after that I decided to rent my own apartment in (L21) so that I could be closer to (CS1). So I looked for and found a small apartment in an older complex.
This was new territory for me because up to that time I had always rented a room in a house that had other people living in it. Now I was truly going to be on my own.
Two things happened on the day that I went to the manager’s office to sign the rent papers and get the keys to the unit. On that very day, Monday, March 31st 1981…
1. President Reagan was shot.
2. (CS1) told me she didn’t want to be engaged anymore.
And I spent the next five months wondering what had just happened.
Blessings…
R. C. Theophilus
Letter 151
(CS1) Part 2
2012-11-05
Dear Dan,
I lived in the apartment in (L21) for about 5 months. Both the shooting of President Reagan and the break up of (CS1) me had given me quite a jolt.
But, the Lord in due time began to heal the wounds of both the President and myself.
I was working at the time in Seattle at a steel fabrication and boilermaker shop in the south part of town between 1st and 2nd avenues, and, for my age making real good money at the union job. But I was also very lonely and out of touch with life. I grew up in the woods in rural east King County, but now I was both living and working in the city, which I didn’t like at all. So after considering my options, I thought about going back to work at the diary (G7) I had worked at in high school.
(G7) was within walking distance from the house I grew up in, and the area at the time was still very rural. I thought maybe I could get a job there again and solve my urban employment and housing problems all at once, since they had housing for the diary hands on the farm.
So one day I hopped in my bike, a Suzuki 750 at the time, and rode out to see the manager, who was the son of the owners. I told him of my situation and after a little discussion he said he would hire me back on at the next opening. It so happened that the current milkers had given notice for the end of that month, August. I was to start just after the Labor Day weekend.
Then I approached my folks to see if I could move back home while I was waiting for the house to open up at the farm. They said “OK” and about five months after moving in to the apartment I moved back out. I wanted to get out of there so bad I didn’t care that I was leaving before the end of the six month probationary period after which one could get their deposit refunded. I just let them keep the money, which was $200.00. No small sum in those days.
But, some time toward the end of my stay in the apartments in (L21), (CS1) and I begin to talk on the phone again. And just as I was readying myself to move back home at the end of August 1981, she told me that her job had selected her to be a representative on a float that they were going to have in the Festival Of Roses parade in Portland over Labor Day weekend. She had been selected to be one of the “Princesses”* on the float being sponsored by her employer (G19).
I don’t remember whose idea it was, but it was agreed between us that I could come and visit her at her motel before and after the parade, and we would get together for dinner that night.
And I saw it as another opportunity for a motorcycle trip, which I loved doing. I had already ridden over much of the state by then, and in addition to our love for the Lord (CS1) and I both shared a love for motorcycles, which was yet another reason I really wanted to marry her.
So, the Friday before the weekend I rode down to Portland. At about Chehalis it started to rain so hard I couldn’t see more than few feet in front of me, so I turned out at the nearest rest stop for a safety break.
After the rain let up some I proceeded to Portland and made it to the house where I was going to stay the weekend. This was home to a Christian lady and her family. She had become friends with my mom and when we lived in Portland for the first four years of my life it was where I went to be “day-cared”.
On the day of the parade (CS1) had some free time beforehand and wanted me to give her a ride on my bike to see her grandparents, who also lived in Portland. I said “OK” immediately, right away, and without any hesitation at her request because the very nice thing about motorcycles is that if you have a “hot babe” on board she’s right there behind you and can’t get away for a while.
That evening after the parade I called her at the motel where she was staying, which actually wasn’t a motel but the downtown Portland Hilton Hotel.
We met in the lobby snack bar and had coffee and dessert, and talked a long time. Then I said “goodbye”, went back to the house and got ready to get back to the farm the next day to start work.
On the ride home I felt pretty good. I looked to the Lord and said to Him something like;
“Well, maybe this time we will really get past the engagement part and finally make it to the marriage part”.
Blessings…
R. C. Theophilus
* In the back of my mind I knew that this was also one of the ways that the Lord was using to heal (CS1) from lesbianism. One of the lies that Satan uses against those women he wants to pervert in that way is to tell them they are not attractive to men. Having (CS1) on a float, dressed in a beautiful gown in public view and perhaps even being “ogled” by a bunch of male sailors was part of the healing process the Great Physician used as an antidote to that lie.
Letter 152
(CS1) Part 3
2012-11-05
Dear Dan,
I spent about two years working at (G7). But after a while I realized I was not happy there. I really wanted to follow in the footsteps of my dad, who was a school custodian.
So, toward the end of 1982, for the second time I applied with and was hired by the school district (G1). I had worked there before, because when I came back from military training in August of 1976 and ready to start my senior year in High School, I applied there and was hired on as a substitute custodian. But I quit in May of 1979. I still was a young man and trying to find my way in the world.
And, the call of God on my life was subtly beginning to grow. The One Word that was twice spoken over me had not lain dormant.
The summer of 1979 found me with free time. I was still in the Guard, so I had a little monthly income, plus the retirement money that I had from cashing out my small retirement fund from (G1). But I spent that pretty fast on stuff (which I still seem to do to this day, which is why years ago the Lord taught me to give most of my paycheck to my wife, while keeping an allowance for myself). But that time was in the midst of the second gas crisis. Gas was being rationed, and stations were open only when they had fuel.
I did a little part time janitorial work here and there. But in the evenings I would ride to (L21) to see (CS1) at a 7-11 store where she worked part time, in addition to her full time job at (G19).
Later in the summer I learned that some of the brothers from (U1) were planning a road trip to the Smith River in northern California. Another brother, a Prophet from (U1) had a placer gold mine claim on the river and had invited these down for a month or two to help pan for gold.
The idea had occurred to me earlier in the summer of hitchhiking down to San Francisco in between Guard drills and prophesying against Homosexuality on the corner of Haight/Ashbury streets. I had earlier read somewhere that that street corner had morphed from being the Hippie capitol to the Homosexual capitol, so I wanted to avenge the damage Satan had perpetrated on (CS1) and all other homosexuals by standing on that corner and prophesying the Word of God.
I approached the brothers to see if they had room and were willing to take me as far as they were going. They said, “OK”, and on the appointed day I was counted with their number.
It took two days of traveling at about 45 MPH, which is as fast as their older station wagons and trailers stuffed with gear could travel, to make it to the Smith River and Jedediah Smith State Park.
During that time I explained to the brother I was riding with where I was going, and without getting into too much detail told him that I was hitchhiking by faith to San Francisco to do God’s will. I explained to him that I was broke (since I had already spent all my money on stuff), so I had to believe that God would provide. Later on that same brother gave me a twenty-dollar bill, which paid for the rest of my journey.
I spent the night sleeping in the park in a not very warm sleeping bag, and the next day set out on foot to hitchhike the rest of the way to San Francisco.
As I walked down the road south, I came to the bridge that goes over the Smith River. Now, I was rather depressed because all the while I was questioning whether I was in God’s will, and of course being opposed by the enemy at the same time.
After crossing over the bridge, I stopped to overcome a severe depression, then I heard the Lord. He said;
“TURN AROUND AND GO HOME”.
I thought for a minute to overcome my doubt and wondering if I was hearing God or the Devil. God won the debate and I turned around and headed back north the way I came, and right away it felt as if a huge burden lifted from me. I prayed that the Lord would provide the rides that I needed to get back home. Then I walked for a while, taking rest breaks off to the side of the road from time to time.
A little later a truck happened up the road to which I stuck out my thumb. They gave me a ride a little ways up the road to a stand-alone burger store. I ate lunch, and then set out again.
I think I walked for an hour or two, then, as I was resting, laying in the grass on the side of the road, the Lord said that my “ride” was coming and for me to get out on the road again.
Within minutes a Volkswagen “beetle” happened along, and pulled over in response to my sticking out my thumb. After an initial inquiry we both found out that we were heading to the Seattle area. The driver let me in his car and up the road we went.
I then made this offer. If he wanted, I could share the driving, that way we could drive straight through the night and get to Seattle that much faster. He liked the idea.
We made a dinner stop in Grants Pass for pizza, and gas/coffee/restroom stops along the way as needed. We arrived at the 520/405 interchange in Kirkland the next morning.
During our time together we made small talk and casual conversation. I learned that he was going to Seattle to attend a funeral of a friend that had been shot. The shooting had taken place on Capitol Hill. I then remembered hearing about that shooting on the news.
He dropped me off in Kirkland, not far from where I lived at the time. I thanked him and we parted ways. Then, at that very moment I needed a restroom. There was a gas station not far away, so I walked there to see if it was open. It was closed, but I checked the restroom door anyway, and to my amazement and relief it was unlocked! Praise God!
So, the Lord provided all that I needed for that journey and proved to me that I indeed heard His voice, and that He indeed takes care of His children.
As I have been writing this letter, I began to wonder if there was indeed a connection between what I thought the Lord was sending me to do in San Francisco, and the ride I got from the guy in the VW who was going to Capitol Hill in Seattle. Both places have been described as the Homosexual Headquarters of their respective states.
And now while I am writing this letter the Lord has clued me into something. Based on the spiritual gifts He has given me that are under His control, I don’t have to go anywhere to fight. All I have to do is think about the location and say;
“FIRE UP THE GRILL”.
Easy. Kind of reminds me of the Clint Eastwood movie “Firefox”. All he had to do to fire the weapons on the aircraft was to think it (in Russian). Easier still with Google Maps and satellite imagery.
Blessings…
R. C. Theophilus
Letter 153
(CS1) Part 4
2012-11-05
Dear Dan,
In about 1981 when I was still working at (G7) the Lord brought an opportunity in my life that allowed me to purchase a house in (L22) through a federal government program called the Farm Home Administration. The program helped low-income potential homeowners purchase a house by subsidizing the interest on the mortgage.
I qualified and moved into the home in (L22). And as the Lord would have it, my neighbors across the street from me were the (C1)’s. They had purchased their home a year or two earlier, having moved from the house they were renting in (L20), and where I had met (CS1) for the first time. So it wasn’t unusual when I found out from Mrs. (C1) that (CS1) would come out to visit them from time to time.
One day, when I was out in my driveway, I saw (CS1) drive up to the (C1)’s. I walked across the street and said “Hi” to her. Later I asked if I could see her some time. “OK” she said. After that I asked her out on a date. She agreed and we went to see Barry McGuire in concert at Seattle Pacific University.
Then, we started to see a pastor together for marriage counseling. This was at the church (U12), where the (C1)’s had attended along with (CS1) when she was with child and living with them in (L22)
One weekend after a counseling session we stopped together at a park and sat around talking. Then, sort of out of the blue, I told her that I wanted to be free to date other women. Up till that point of time she had been the only girl in my life to which marriage might be an option. And I had never before had a fiancé, or a girlfriend, or dated in junior high or high school. So I think I had come to a point in my life at that time that I wanted to try other relationships before getting married. But at the same time my heart was breaking, because somewhere in my mind I still thought we were supposed to be together, and I thought that by not getting married, somehow God’s will was not being done.
We parted company then, and I haven’t seen her since.
In late 1982, while enjoying living in the real nice house in (L22), I was hired on as a custodian for the second time at (G1). I had a lot of peace about this, and it seemed as though all the troubles had passed away that I had experienced throughout the time that I was courting (CS1).
Or so I thought.
I met my wife (M) while living in (L22) and working at (G1), and she house-sat for me in the summer of 1984 while I was away for my annual two week National Guard training. We married in 1985, and in 1986 moved into the house we now live in.
In about 1992 or 1993, (M) was looking through my desk drawer for some paper or a pencil and found two old photos of (CS1). They were pictures I had taken in the early years of my dating (CS1) of her with her son on her lap. I tend to be a pack rat, so they had just followed me around when I moved. I had forgotten all about them. When (M) asked, I explained what they were. She was satisfied then. But I wasn’t. I wanted there to be no occasion in my heart for any kind of adultery at all, so I cut up the pictures and threw them away, thinking that they were part of the past and that is where they should stay.
But then the dreams started.
It seemed that the Lord would not have me forget that easily. I had two dreams about (CS1). I don’t remember what they were about in detail, but I do remember that I woke up crying.
This was weird. All the memories and emotions from my previous courtship with (CS1) were now emerging as if from nowhere, even after I purposely put them aside when (M) and I married.
So, as I used to do with things I did not understand, I just left them alone but would analyze them from time to time, all being done in a spirit of prayer, knowing that the Lord knew all that was going on. This was occurring at the time that I was considering Reformed Theology and learning about God’s sovereignty in all things. That understanding brought me some comfort to the things I did not understand.
And so it was in 1995 with the backdrop of knowing my Father in Heaven as Sovereign and Almighty God, and contemplating the meaning of the dreams, and dealing with feelings and emotions for another woman I thought had been put away for ever, that I stumbled upon a newspaper at a restaurant (G10), where I learned about the trouble that (CS1) had gotten into. And I knew immediately that Satan perpetrated the trouble, and that his plans for the destruction of (CS1) were being revealed to me at that time and place.
And suddenly I begin to operate in a level of Kingdom Authority previously unknown to me, but promised all throughout Scripture to those who “are chosen”*.
The plans Satan had for the destruction of (CS1) could not, would not stand. They needed to be met on the Field of Battle.
So Dan, the Lord chose to meet Satan at (L16) and at Harborview Hospital on 15 July 1995 to further The War of Deliverance against the Enemy on behalf of His people, which was pronounced in the Garden of Eden, and continues to this day. Amen.
Blessings…
R. C. Theophilus
* For you see your calling, brethren, that not many wise according to the flesh,
not many mighty, not many noble, are called. But
God has chosen
the foolish things of the world to put to shame the wise, and
God has chosen
the weak things of the world to put to shame the things which are mighty; and
the base things of the world and the things which are despised
God has chosen,
and the things which are not, to bring to nothing the things that are, that no flesh should glory in His presence. But of Him you are in Christ Jesus, who became for us wisdom from God—and righteousness and sanctification and redemption— that, as it is written,
“He who glories, let him glory in the Lord.”
1 Corinthians 1:26-31
Letter 154
The End, For Now…
2012-11-07
Dear Dan,
Well, now it seems clear to me that I have traversed all the areas of my life the Lord wishes to document for others to know about, at least till now, all the while maintaining a high degree of privacy for other people I have written of. It is possible that there may be some more letters and maybe some adjusting in numbering, etc. There will be comments on Volume 5. But for now I must begin working in earnest on the audio versions of the letters written so far.
The plan right now is to produce a DVD with the Letters To Daniel series, both written and audible, and all the dreams and visions I have written down, and a few other items. These will be designed to be left in strategic locations for others to discover, or to be handed to specific people as the Lord leads. Although it could change later, right now I won’t be putting any Letters on the Internet. If someone else does, that’s fine. A while back the Lord gave me a way cool design for the DVD label. I think you’ll like it.
A few letters back I was thinking about something you said to me; how you had been pondering before the Lord the meaning of your name. And I begin wondering if there was any significance in that for me, in that I have sent the Letters To Daniel to two Saints both named “Daniel” (two witnesses). As I’m sure you already know, the name of the Jewish tribe Dan means “judge”, or “to judge”. By adding the name of God (El), it becomes
“God is my Judge”*.
And so the Lord is making clear to me why He has been keeping me somewhat isolated “Church-wise”. Or why I typically feel more comfortable being alone with my Lord God than with my fellow man** (unless the fellow(s) I am with also want to be with God. Then I am happy to party…).
I continue to be in your debt for allowing these letters to be written and published.
Be blessed… We are loved…
R. C. Theophilus
P.S. So many letters. So many ideas. An exciting audio trek awaits us!
* So these could just as accurately be titled “Letters To God’s Son. He Is My Judge”
**Except I am grateful to the Lord for my fellow (wo)man (M), without whom I would not know Who Love is.
Letter 154a
Civil War In The Church
2012-11-11
Dear Dan,
Some time early in the Day of 7 I was on my back deck in the evening. It was my custom at the time to smoke a cigarette outside and enjoy the evening twilight. Or sometimes I would wake up in the middle of the night and have a smoke before going back to sleep.
So it was that one night I awoke in the middle of my sleep and went out to the deck to smoke and pray before the Lord. As I was outside praying I began wondering many things about the Church. I did then and still do think a lot about Church structure and operation. As I was thinking I begin to wonder to myself how Angels could be released in the Churches. Almost immediately there was a response in my mind, not of myself, but another voice with greater authority. It said:
“SOIL RELEASE PRE-SPRAY”.
I was still in a “post-wake-up-but-I-want-to-go-back-to-sleep” fog. So I was more than a little surprised because I knew it wasn’t me that thought those words. I was still in a learning curve on how to discern when Gabe was speaking to me. And so I thought possibly he was the one that said those words. I was sure that I did not produce them. But that exact phrase was in my memory from the past. And, regardless of the source, I knew exactly what it meant.
Now to anyone else, that phrase would not make a whole lot of sense. But it did to me. The phrase actually was the name of a carpet care product I had used many times before. It was part of a two-step process in a style of carpet cleaning known as “spin bonnet” cleaning. As the name implies, Soil Release Pre-spray is sprayed onto the surface of the carpet that needed to be cleaned, in preparation for the second step, which is using a spin-bonnet saturated with another product called “Top Spin”. This process does a real good job in cleaning the surface of the carpet. It is used in routine periodical maintenance. Both products were manufactured by Ramsey carpet care company.
I have wondered over the years how this concept might be translated into something feasible in the Church.
At about the same time that I heard this phrase I was at a Church service at (U3). I mentioned to (CB3) that I thought there was going to be a “civil war” in the church produced by the Lord’s revealing to His people Angels that were already in the Church. (CB3) replied that he thought the “civil war” had already started.
I was recently reminded of this event, but had forgotten about it until now, when I saw the post-it below my monitor that I had written the phrase on to remind me to write about it.
So here it is.
Blessings…
R. C. Theophilus
P. S.
“Again, the kingdom of heaven is like a dragnet that was cast into the sea and gathered some of every kind, which, when it was full, they drew to shore; and they sat down and gathered the good into vessels, but threw the bad away. So it will be at the end of the age. The angels will come forth, separate the wicked from among the just, and cast them into the furnace of fire. There will be wailing and gnashing of teeth.”
Matthew 13:47-50