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Diary of a Prophecy Club Speaker - Day 8 - Infinity

Wednesday, August 29th, 2007

I am writing this blog from the comfort of my own office, nearly two weeks after finishing my nationwide tour.  I found out that there was little time for anything else but traveling, resting, and speaking.  But the memories of those days are still clear and I will try to express them here as well as I can.

LANSING, MICHIGAN

I first met Phil Bareham in 2004 on my first tour for the P.C.  He is the M.C. here in Lansing, and we have become good friends throughout these years.  It doesn’t take you long to realize he has spent a lifetime in politics, he knows how to handle people well.  He is a good servant of the Lord and a great host.  The room filled slowly but eventually did fill to capacity as I moved through the presentation.  For the most part, the people here were gracious and receptive, including one older gentleman who was glad that God called him out of the DeMolay organization as a young man.

CLEVELAND, OHIO

Phil took me to the Lansing airport, and I picked up a rental car to drive to Cleveland.  The car they gave me was a 2007 Corolla, the same car my daughter just bought about a month ago.  With the help of my new gps, and a 30 minute nap about halfway there, I finally made it to Cleveland.  As I drove up to the Holiday Inn, I noticed a restaurant called Somers Cafe.  I thought, “I think I’ll eat there this evening, that looks like a good place.”  Yeah, right.

Richard Baum, the M.C. in Cleveland is a very gracious and wonderful man, and very supportive of Prophecy Club speakers.  He knows my interest in computers, and especially the Linux operating system, so he always has an interesting update for me in that realm.  He followed me to drop the rental car off, and asked me if I would like to join him and some friends for dinner at Somers Cafe.  I told him that I planned on going there anyway, and looked forward to it.  yeah right. 

After a quick nap, I walked over to the restaurant.  There was Richard, and seated at the table was a couple that had come to hear me this evening.  We exchanged cordialities, and I asked the man what he did for a living.  He said he worked for the Ohio Department of Transportation, plowing roadways in the wintertime.  When I asked him what he did during the summer time, he hesitated and said he picked up animal carcasses.  My mind went immediately to an episode of Dirty Jobs (http://dsc.discovery.com/fansites/dirtyjobs/about/about.html) where the host rode along with somebody picking up road kill.  My eyes lit up and I mentioned this to the man sitting at dinner with me.  As I said this, his head dropped slightly, his eyes fixed on mine, and he said “That was me.”  WOW.  I finally get to meet someone famous and have dinner with them!  We laughed awhile at this exchange, and then it came time to order.

I found out that I was in a Mediterranian restaurant.  Along with seeing meatloaf and chicken fried steak on the menu, I found things I had never heard of before.  Richard ordered a combo plate of Mediterranean delicacies, and I thought, “Why not”.  yeah, right.  I said, “Make that two”.  Famous last words.  10 minutes later I am staring at a plate of flat bread, like tortillas, and a plate with two kinds of lightly colored GOO!  I tried my best, as I watched Richard “wolf” his food down, and tell me that it was good for my blood.  I have a 41 year record of never walking away from a full plate of food, until now.

The meeting that night went well, and I was just a bit hungry.

INDIANAPOLIS, INDIANA

Finally, more time to rest as I landed in Indianapolis just before noon…and rest I did.  And, food options were much better here.  For those who don’t know, when a person speaks for the Prophecy club, they are given $25.00 a day in cash to spend on meals.  This money is given to the speaker the night before at each meeting.  This sounds like alot, but in reality, hotel food and airport food is expensive.  So I would try to limit myself to just snacking or a quick sandwich somewhere at an airport, then use the remainder of the money for a good meal just before the meeting.  I went downstairs to the hotel restaurant, but they would not be open until 6:00 p.m.  This would not give me enough time before the meeting.  Fortunately, the hotel I was staying at was right across from the airport.  I literally stepped out of the hotel, walked across the street, and walked into the airport!  They had my favorite place to eath there, The Food Court.

Small crowd at the meeting, one man that came was a former mason.  We had a good Q & A time at the end.  Although one person did say that he had heard from somebody who heard from somebody that there was this guy that was at the site of the bridge collapse in Minneapolis and he thought he heard bombs going off.  He wanted to know what I thought about that.  I said, that in my opinion, a bridge collapsing would sound like bombs going off.

SOUTH BEND, INDIANA

A traveling nightmare.  South Bend is only about 2-3 hours driving time away from Indianapolis.  But I left Indianapolis airport at 7:20 in the morning and got to South Bend at 3:00 in the afternoon, after a 6 hour layover, 1 cancelled flight in Chicago, and 1 stand-by flight at 1:30 that afternoon.  I still can’t believe I got all my luggage!

The meeting here was small, but a lot of interest.  Mike Terry was the M.C., another good man that God has put in my path.  Mike and I always have a good time of fellowship together.

HARRISBURG, PENNSYLVANIA

By this time I am no longer looking forward to the next meeting, I am looking forward to going home.  My wife misses me, my children miss me (in their own way of course) and my church misses me.  I miss them.  I am tired and a little confused.  Days no longer have names such as “Wednesday” or “the 17th”, they have names like “Harrisburg” or “Detroit”.

After my usual nap, I walked over to a Wendy’s restaurant to get a bite to eat.  As soon as I walk in the door, I see two guys who recognize me.  After about 5 minutes I start to recognize them, and sat down with them and ate my chili and hamburger.

Again, not many attended the meeting here, but most of the ones who did, I recognized from years past.  Some of them have prayed for me and my family over the years and it was good to hug their neck and fellowship again.

John Nace was the M.C. here.  It was he who was going to drive me to Baltimore the next day.  He asked about my plans for the next day.  I was hoping he would bring this up, and as it turns out, the Lord was in it.  I asked him if he wouldn’t mind taking me to D.C., there was some things that I wanted to see there concerning my presentation.  He was delighted with the idea.

LAUREL, MARYLAND

John picked me up at about 8:00 that morning and took me out to breakfast in Hershey, PA.  The restaurant was just a few blocks from the Hershey chocolate factory and you could smell that wonderful smell in the air.  Just a few blocks away was the masonic lodge in Hershey.  It was interesting to note its numerical designation.

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I will probably write more in a later blog about my discoveries in D.C. but I am convinced now more than ever that I am right on my theories concerning the secret of Freemasonry.

I always look forward to the Baltimore meeting.  It is well attended and usually a lot of energy in the room.  During this meeting a young man presented himself to me, excited about what I was saying, and shared with me a thought, that so far, has made all the sense in the world.  Again, I will post this in a later blog.

DENVER, COLORADO

This is it.  The last day.  With the flying time, delays, time change, etc. Bentley Johnson and I have just enough time to get to the hotel, rest a few minutes, and head to the meeting.  Again, no large crowd here.  Just about 20 or so very attentive people.  All in all, this trip was not about making me famous.  I realize the kind of message that God has given me is not popular.  I could tell, however, that those who were truly hungry and thirsty for spiritual things, and knew the Bible, praised God for what they had heard.  Now I have even more information, and more confirmation of what is going on.  What do I do with this information?  God will direct my paths, because He is the one who has directed my study.  I will trust him.

The Emerging Church

Sunday, August 12th, 2007

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Diary of a Prophecy Club Speaker - Day 3,4,5,6,7

Saturday, August 11th, 2007

As I write this, I am in Lansing Michigan.  It has been several days since I have even had the time to sit down and write this blog.  I left with my wife and 3 of my children on Monday, headed to Omaha, Nebraska.  The trip was a long 6.5 hours worth of driving.  This was my first time ever being to Omaha and several of the people I met were very gracious and a pleasure to meet.  There were only about 20 in attendance at this meeting, probably because the Prophecy Club is not on the air in Omaha.  I felt that at this meeting, I had to slow down on some things while I was teaching because most of them had not been introduced to my ministry.  Overall it was a good meeting, with the exception of one guy who talked all during the presentation.  He seemed to know alot about the New World Order.

The next day, Tuesday, we drove a quick 2 hours to Des Moines.  During the day, we went to a local mall, nothing exciting, and spent some time at the hotel’s indoor pool.  I had been in Des Moines last year, so there was a good crowd on hand here, with a few people that I recognized from before.  This was a good meeting, with a lot of excitement and awe at what was being taught.  Afterward, a group of believers came up to me and asked if they could pray for protection for me and my family.  I love fellowshipping with God’s people.  I want to say “thank you” to those of you who prayed with me that night.  It meant alot to me, especially at that time.  If what I am saying about the real secret of Freemasonry and the New World Order is true, I believe that there are those who do not want this out in the open.  Please pray for me and my family.

Wednesday found us in Minneapolis and the Mall of America.  This place is Huge!  We spent most of our time in the indoor amusement park.  After the rides, and a visit to Panda Express, we checked into our hotel, and my wife and kids went back to the mall!  Oh well.  About 20 or 30 were in attendance at the meeting here, most of them received the information well.  There was, however, a hindering spirit here, and it was very difficult to teach or think of what to say clearly.  But we made it out alive.

Next day, an early start and we are headed to Milwaukee.  When we got to the Clarion Inn in Milwaukee, my wife and I were both very tired.  We just spent the rest of the day resting.  Something special and unique took place today, and I will might write about it on a future blog.

For some reason, there are few people in Milwaukee that have become dear to my heart.  The funny thing is, I can’t recally many of their names.  But there is a kindred spirit here, and the people here I consider good friends in Christ.  Again, a good meeting took place here, and many people rejoiced over what God was sharing with them.

On Friday morning, we left Milwaukee, and drove to Miday in Chicago.  I hate driving in Chicago.  I believe the Apostle Paul would put it like this, “In Chicago, that is, in its highways, there is no good thing.”  After dropping me off at the airport, my wife and the rest drove about 6 hours home in Missouri.  I miss her and the kids already.

Detroit is another place that I am received well.  There were about a hundred in attendance, and we had a great meeting.  Afterward, the M.C. of the meeting and a few others took me over to the Big Boy restaurant for a late night snack and good fellowship.

Today, one of the meeting helpers drove me from Detroit to Lansing, about 90 miles away.  On the way we saw this sign.

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I am going to use this tonight!

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Diary of a Prophecy Club Speaker - Day 2

Sunday, August 5th, 2007

I had a good, restful night at the Johnson home.  Woke up at 6:00 a.m., cleaned up, packed up, then Stan and I headed to the airport.  (But first, a stop at the local caffeine dealer, Starbucks).  I flew from Dallas to  Kansas City to Portland, landing at about 2:00 p.m pacific time ( I gained two hours of daytime).

Portland was beautiful Friday, with crystal clear skies and the temperature was only about 75.  The meeting was at the Red Lion on the River Hotel.  This is one of my favorite places to stay.  The accomodations are very nice there.  After resting well, I went to the Hotel restaurant, Shenanigan’s, and had one of my favorite dishes, seafood pasta.

The meeting was at 7:00 and the room filled quickly.  I guess there were about 100 in attendance or so.  Several people that came, I remembered meeting them last year when I spoke on the DaVinci Code.  I could tell that many of the people there were eager to hear what the Lord has laid on my heart to share.  There were some there that I wasn’t so sure about, but nobody caused any commotion.  My hope is that it goes this well throughout the remainder of the tour.  Many people came to me after I was done speaking and gave comments, asked questions, gave me their own conspiracy theories, etc.  I tried to be gracious to all of them, but by the time I was through speaking, it was already 12:30 central time,  which is the clock my body was using.  The last words that I had were with two dear saints from Romania.  These two ladies had a wonderful spirit about them.  I tried to be accomodating to their questions, but I was very tired. 

Bro. James, the meeting MC walked me to my room, we wished each other well, and parted.  Finally, I can go to bed!  My alarm clock on my cell phone woke me up at 3:00 a.m. Pacific time.  I had to shower, pack, and meet the airport shuttle at 4:00 a.m. and catch my flight out at 5:20.  The airport was packed, hardly no one on duty, lines were long, and security….I won’t even go there!

I sat cramped on a 3 hour flight from Portland to Pheonix, had just enough time to get off one plane, grab a breakfast burrito, and get on another plane, headed to St.  Louis, again, cramped on a 3 hour flight.

I slept very well Saturday night, and was glad to be back with my family again.

Monday, we leave for Omaha.  For four days, my wife, three of my children and I are going to drive this part of the tour.  This is the way I like to travel the most.  I’ll see you when we get there.

Diary of a Prophecy Club Speaker - Day 1

Friday, August 3rd, 2007

Leaving St. Louis airport was pretty much how I figured.  A lot of waiting, security, coffee, etc.

Landed in Dallas and was picked up by Stan Johnson of the Prophecy Club.  We went to home his home in suburban Dallas.  A very nice home I might add.  We visited for awhile, recorded a P.Club broadcast on some new information I shared with him in the car.

He asked me if I had ever had Thai food.  We went to something called Sui Thai ( I think that is was it was called).  It was pretty spicy but good.  After that, a quick nap, cleanup, then off to Dealey Plaza.

It is very surrealistic to be in the spot where an American President was murdered.  There is an x to mark the spot where the famous kill shot took place.  Stan took me behind the fence, behind the grassy knoll.  There, someone has spray painted the spot where the kill shot supposedly came from, not the building where Oswald supposedly was.  I have to admit it was the perfect place for a sniper attack.  A clear shot, a quick get-away.  Stan told me that a confidential source revealed to him several years ago that the actual shooter was dead and buried within an hour of the assassination.  Only God knows what really happened there.

There is a Masonic connection to the sight.  There is a marker there, a giant obelisk erected as a memorial to Kennedy.  It has 14 sections, like the myth of the death of Horus, and a torch on top.  Pike says in Morals and Dogma that this is a masonic sign of rebirth.  If you know the secret of Freemasonry, you know what that really means.

The meeting was good, about 50 people in attendance.  A good spirit was there, and I received several good comments.

Diary of a Prophecy Club Speaker

Wednesday, August 1st, 2007

Tomorrow, I leave for what will amount to a 2 1/2 week 16 city tour for a ministry out of Topeka, KS called The Prophecy Club.  This is my third speaking tour for them since 2004.  I have been to a lot of cities, sat in a lot of airports, slept in a lot of hotel rooms, some good, some ok.  I’ve met some good people, some not so good people, and some, shall I say, “interesting” individuals.

This time I will be speaking on the secret of Freemasonry.  masonladder.gif

A secret so big that most masons don’t know it.  It’s simple, but difficult to explain with spending some time doing it.  You might be asking, “If only a few Masons know it, how can you know it?”  Well, nothing is a secret to God, and He says that He reveals “the deep and secret things.”  I just asked Him, and in His time, He showed it to my right out of the pages of the King James Bible.  Discovering this secret has been the key to unlock a lot of things, both in the Bible, and in other places, that I have been studying for years.  (By the way, I know what this symbol means.)

Tomorrow, I leave for Dallas, TX.  I plan on going to Dealey Plaza, where JFK was shot.  I believe there is a Freemason connection there.  If I find anything, I will report it here on the blog.

I just remembered that I have to check-in with SouthWest Airlines.  If you check in early enough with them you get a better seat.  I hate sitting in the middle.

So, tomorrow morning I should be at Lambert field, sitting, waiting, putting my shoes back on, drinking hot Starbucks, reading my Bible, and in need of prayer.