There I was, trimming off branches of the saphenous vein, helping with the very first heart bypasses done in Houston!

After my junior year of medical training at Baylor I decided that I needed to investigate the field of surgery. I went to see George Jordan, the chief of the surgery department, and he connected me with cardiovascular surgeon George Morris, who had been Michael DeBakey’s first resident.

Dr. Morris taught me the proper method of scrubbing up, donning gown, mask, and gloves, and helping with retracting and suctioning during cases. As part of the job I drove to a local Houston hotel and interviewed patients who suffered from various cardiovascular ailments such as blockages of the coronary, or femoral or carotid arteries, or had heart valve problems.

For patients with “intermittent claudication”, that is, pain of the legs when walking, we did “fem-pops”. That means that we removed a section of the saphenous vein in the leg and used it as a bypass around the blockage of the femoral artery.

For those with a block in the carotid artery that feeds the brain, we opened up the artery and scraped out the cheesy material and then placed a Dacron patch over the incision upon closure.

We were joined that summer by Dr. George Reul, who later became Chief of Cardiovascular Surgery at Baylor. He brought to us the technique of coronary bypass that he had learned in Milwaukee from the procedure’s two inventors. Dr. Reul had been a specialist in the Army in “high velocity missile wounds” in Viet Nam (i.e., all sorts of injury from AK47s)

So, we performed the very first heart bypasses done in Houston, by using that section of saphenous vein from the leg (I got to tie off its branches) and use it as a new “artery” around the blockage. For these open heart cases the heart was placed on bypass and the blood kept flowing by the use of an ingenious roller pump invented by Michael DeBakey.

I really enjoyed that summer. Dr. Morris’ scrub nurse baked a cake every time we had an open heart case! I believe that I could have been a good surgeon, as I had “soft hands” and could think at the tip of the needle, hemostats, or scissors. But, I didn’t believe that my back could take all of that standing. We all had to wear “Supp-hose” to keep our ankles from swelling up.

Dr. Morris was very kind, and was a joy to work with. I will always remember his quote, “gentleness is next to cleanliness”.

EPISODE 21

There I was, at night being pulled over for speeding with the beautiful wife of a Houston Oilers running back as my passenger!

It was all about SCUBA diving. I had announced on the pediatric ward at Ben Taub Hospital in Houston that there was an upcoming dive trip down to Freeport to visit a sunken tanker in the gulf. Jeannie Post was regarded as the most beautiful woman around, she was a pediatric nurse, and she wanted to go. Who was I to turn her down?

We drove to Freeport in my 1971 Chevy Vega, that year’s Car of the Year in Motor Trend that I had bought from AJ Foyt. Jeannie told me later that the cook on the ship out to the dive site told her that her trip would be free if she would be his “cabin mate”. She turned him down.

Well, on the trip back it was getting late, the weather was slightly foggy, and I was going too fast on the freeway when a trooper pulled us over. I suspect that a rather large fine was next, but when he discovered that I was working at Ben Taub Hospital in the ER where all wounded local law enforcement officers were taken, he kindly issued a warning. I slowed down.

EPISODE 22

There I was, hang-gliding off the sand dunes at Kitty Hawk on the 100th anniversary of the First Flight.

It was 2003, and time for a big family vacation. My wife suggested the Outer Banks of North Carolina, and that seemed to be a great idea! We rented a large beach house a block from the ocean. Upon arrival that evening some of us went to stick our toes in the water, only to find that it was quite cold. The next morning we returned to find that the water was now warm! How could that be? Well, there is a warm current from Bermuda that occasionally moves north and displaces the colder water. Thank God for that current!

We all went to see Pirates of the Carribean and enjoyed driving along the coast road to see the light houses and areas with pirate histories!

The hang gliding turned out to be more difficult than I thought. First we all had a short training course, then out to the dunes. The hard part was that you had to get a running start and good luck with that in the deep sand! Also in a plane you push the control yoke forward to go down, and with the glider it is just the opposite. That gave me fits, but the rest of the crew caught on fast and glided further than I did. The saving grace was that my birthday arrived, and the kids bought a biplane ride for me and Valo out of Dare airport and along the coast and over the Kitty Hawk memorial. All in all it was a great vacation.

There I was, on short final approach to runway 360 at Kansas City Downtown airport when the controller announced, “6214Lima, make an immediate right 360!

I was making a flight into that same airport, just across the Missouri River, where we used to go when I was a child and watch from the roof of the terminal the triple-tailed Lockheed Constellations land.

Runways are numbered according to their compass headings, so this one I was landing on to the north was 360. One aimed straight south would be 180. Single-digit directions have a “zero” preceding, i.e., landing on a runway oriented to 2 degrees on the compass is numbered 02. (as at Nevada’s Municiple Airport)

Well, I had radioed in that I was landing on runway 360, full stop, and had declared a base leg and then “short final”. My Grumman Yankee was a low-wing two seat plane, and apparently there was a high-wing plane such as a Cessna also on short final. That would mean that we could not see each other and were likely about to converge. I’ve read of fatal crashes resulting from this scenario.

Thanks to the alert controller in the tower, I made an immediate 360 turn to the right, passing between some of Kansas City’s skyscrapers in the process. I’m sure that some office workers wondered what a plane was doing flying by so close to the windows!

The rest of the flight was uneventful, which in flying is usually a good thing!

EPISODE 18

There I was, sitting in my plane at Nevada with the engine running when a plane to my right dipped its wing and then crashed!

I have witnessed two airplane crashes and this was one. I had invited 80 year old Don Gobin to go flying with me. The walk-around inspection had been done, the instruments checked, and we were warming up the engine for takeoff. This red airplane appeared from the south and wagged its wings, often a sign of distress, in this case a loss of radios.

That plane had been purchased recently by an F-16 pilot from Nellis AFB and he was flying to Nevada from Texas where he had the plane’s electronics worked on. His father was waiting for him at the airport.

Well, that plane made several strange passes, including a low one that took out a portion of the landing light system! Finally it turned north and flew slowly just west of us when it dipped its right wing and went down. The impact was hidden from us by a slight rise, but the pilot’s father jumped into his car and rushed to the crash site.

The plane had struck the ground just south of highway 54 and then bounced across and landed in the ditch just north of the highway. Miraculously, the pilot had only a slight injury of one hand and his forehead and walked away from the plane. He was kept in the local hospital overnight for observation, and I went to see him the next day.

The other crash that I saw did not end as well. It was a few years ago and happened at the Kansas City Air Show. Some of you may have been there. A young lady had just given a fantastic performance in her small plane and then there was a short rain delay. After this, her fiancee gave us an equally impressive performance in his plane, up until he entered a vertical spin from which he did not recover. His plane dove into the ground and exploded in a fireball, thus ending that air show.

EPISODE 19

There I was, sailing along in the Goodyear blimp America!

I was a pediatric intern at the time at Baylor in Houston when my resident, Sandy Lewis, asked me if I would like to take a ride in the Goodyear blimp! I did not hesitate, and he furnished the tickets. At the appointed time Valo and I drove north of Houston to the blimp base along I-45, and there she was, the blimp America, a sight to see up close!

The weather was clear, but rather windy and we had to wait while they decided whether we would be allowed to go. Finally the okay was given, and as we entered the small gondola I noted that there were 16 men standing beneath the blimp holding ropes! As far as I know none of them ascended with us as we rose up into the Houston sky.

I recall that it really did seem like an air ship, as it would pitch slowly downward, making it necessary to place your feet up against the seat in front of you to keep from sliding forward. It was a short trip. A small airplane shot past us along the way; our top speed was 50 mph.

We turned and landed back at the base, and the arrival back to earth was a bit bumpy (remember the windy weather?). I never learned how Sandy had arranged for that ride, as he told me that he “had bought a new set of Goodyear tires.” Perhaps he won a contest and was afraid to fly?

There I was, stuck in Ramstein, Germany.

I was the base pediatrician at RAF Upper Heyford, England from 1974 to 1977. I was on the program to speak at a medical convention in Wiesbaden, Germany on “The Use and Misuse of Antibiotics”, and departed Lakenheath Air Base on the “European Eagle”. I had my papers in hand that indicated that we would land in Ramstein and then fly on up to Rhine Main near Wiesbaden. I had a reservation at the von Steuben Hotel at the final destination.

Well, we landed at Ramstein and everyone got off of the plane and it wasn’t going any further! I stood there perplexed as two individuals appointed by the Lord prepared to rescue me. First, a Lt. Colonel came over to me and asked if I needed any help. I told him my plight, and he drove me to the bahnhof (train station) and bought me a ticket to Wiesbaden!

On the train I sat by the daughter of a general, and she was on the way to Wiesbaden to see her boyfriend. She said to me “you know we have to change trains half way there”. No, I didn’t know that! When the time came we had two minutes to get on the other train, and when it pulled into Wiesbaden it stopped right across the street from the von Steuben Hotel! Thank you, Jesus!

EPISODE 15

There I was, late at night, out of gas, and the filling station was closed!

Valo and I were driving southwesterly down toward Cornwall for a vacation. The boys were in their car seats in the back of our Midnight Blue Morris 1300. It was late, around 10 pm as I recall, and we were getting quite low on petrol (gas) – so much for great planning.

I was desperately searching for a filling station, and finally saw what appeared to be one, only to find that all of the lights were off and it was closed. Well, I pulled up next to one of the pumps and to my amazement found that the pumps were coin-operated! I pulled out some 50p (pence) coins and we took on enough fuel to get us to our hotel. That is the only time in my life that I ever have seen coin-operated pumps. Do you agree with me that the Lord keeps showering me with his favor?

EPISODE 16

There I was in the Kentucky countryside and being told of a dog breed that nobody has ever heard of!

My grandmother Mary grew up near Greensburg, Kentucky on a dairy/tobacco farm. They owned a slave (!) and when emancipation came he didn’t want to leave, so he was retained as a hired hand. Valo and I made a trip to the old home place, the two-story brick house that Grandmother lived in. It had been deserted for years, and an old gentleman named Bobby was the caretaker of the property.

Relatives had told Bobby that we would be visiting that day, and sure enough, after we had been there a while here came old Bobby in his pickup truck with a rifle in the rear window. I noticed a rather large dog across the road in a field, and Bobby announced that it belonged to him. It came bounding across the road and sat down close to us. I remarked to Bobby that it was a fine-looking dog, and he said, “Yes, it’s a Pekingese”.

I smiled and said, “They’re usually pretty small, aren’t they?” He replied, “He’s a Great Pekingese”. I’m sure he meant “Great Pyrenees”!

There I was, enjoying a performance of the Bolshoi Ballet in the Kremlin in Moscow!

Our Air Force base in England had an American Express travel office that offered fantastic trips, including one to Russia. In 1976 during the “cold war” we chose that one. We departed London on Aeroflot and landed at Sheremetyevo, thoughtfully named for the man whose land had been confiscated for the airport. I had to use my civilian passport, not my military one (I suppose they feared that I might be forced to reveal all of my pediatric secrets there!) For some reason they refused to stamp our passports.

We stayed a block off Red Square and a light blanket of snow lay over the gorgeous St. Basil’s cathedral that December. The streets were all decorated for Christmas, but the churches were museums. [there has been a marvelous transformation today, as there are gorgeous cathedrals all around Moscow that are truly worship centers]

Parked cars lacked windshield wipers – owners had removed them to prevent theft! We visited beryozka shops where Russian goods were only available to foreigners. Local people stood in long lines along the streets not even knowing what for, only that it was a rare chance to get something usually not available. We visited the battleship Aurora where the signal had been given for starting the revolution in 1917. We enjoyed the ballet in the Kremlin. People were friendly.

We took an 11 hour overnight train ride to Leningrad (now St. Petersburg) where we enjoyed a performance of the Moscow State Circus and later went to the Leningrad Symphony in a beautiful hall with marble columns and crystal chandeliers, listening to Beethoven’s third.

We loved the gorgeous underground metro stations with their statues, tiled murals, and their own chandeliers. After ascending a long escalator one would often find crowds standing around in the snow eating ice cream cones! BTW, here was one of those “kairos” moments. Returning from the symphony hall we got lost on the metro, and you just can’t get any help from those signs all written in Cyrillic.! As we were stopped at one station, wondering what to do, a lady stopped by who was French but knew some German. I had studied German for two years in college, so was able to gather enough information for us to make it back to our hotel with no problem.

I learned enough Russian to say, “thank you” and “good-bye”. I had to leave behind my collection of fresh, uncirculated 100 Ruble notes with consecutive serial numbers because you could only take Russian coins out of the country, not currency. I was planning to take them anyway, but Valo was sure that I would be taken to Siberia! (They never even checked at customs.)

EPISODE 12

There I was, 110 feet down on the bottom of the Gulf of Mexico and I was running out of air!

At the end of my senior year of medical school at Baylor I had some free time and took a SCUBA course, including a free ascent from the bottom of a 40 ft tower tank and an open water dive in Lake Travis.

On this dive we were out from Freeport, Texas where the 500 foot long ship VA Fogg had blown up and sank with 39 people 6 months earlier. On the way down I noticed the largest fish I had ever seen just off my left shoulder, a giant sea bass. As we reached the ship, there were creaking and groaning sounds as the mild current had its effects on the vessel.

We had been at the bottom 110 feet down only a short time when I began sucking on the mouthpiece of my SCUBA gear – I was out of air! For each 33 feet you descend you take in another “atmosphere” of air to fill your lungs, i.e. at 66 feet you take in twice as much air with each breath as at the surface. So you use up the air in your tank quickly at greater depths.

Thankfully I still had the “reserve” supply of about 5 minutes (or I wouldn’t be here) and released it by pulling down on the rod attached to the tank. I signaled to my dive partner that I was out of air (by grasping my throat with both hands) and we began our slow ascent.

EPISODE 13

There I was at the swimming pool at Radio Springs and the only people there were myself and beautiful women!

On a break from medical school I was home in Nevada and on this hot, sunny day I decided to go to the old pool down at Radio Springs. That’s when the pool was out in the lake and a large bath house stood on the shore.

Well, I entered the bath house and there was nobody there to check me in, so I went ahead and changed into my swimsuit, took a brief “shower”, stepped into the foot bath, and proceeded on down the steps to the pool.

When I got beside the pool I noticed something strange; all of the other bathers were young women! I located the individual in charge and learned that Cottey College had rented the pool for the day! I explained my situation, and I was allowed to stay.

I got to repeat my one and a half somersault dive off the high board that I had learned from Buzz Adams years before. I had spent many, many enjoyable days at this pool, but I suppose that one was the best!

There I was in Greenwich Village late at night, and noticed a sign that Jim Croce was appearing in a basement below…

In the course of my pediatric training at Baylor College of Medicine we were treated to one special trip per each of the three years. One was to San Francisco, one to New Orleans, and one to New York City. We had enjoyed the current play “Jesus Christ Superstar” and had decided to go for a walk through Greenwich Village. I had heard Jim Croce’s latest songs on the radio, so decided to check him out.

Valo and I walked down those stairs into a rather small room where Jim Croce was sitting at a table speaking to a group of around 12-15 people. He told of growing up in South Philly, and about details of his past life. And he picked up his guitar and sang some of his popular songs, such as Junkyard Dog and Bad Leroy Brown. It was amazing. Sadly, he died in a plane crash not too long after that.

EPISODE 9

There I was staring at the Loch Ness Monster!

Well, think what you will, but I believe that I actually did see the creature. Our boys Sam and Scott were three years old and we had rented a camper truck to drive up to Scotland. (I was in the Air Force and stationed in England). So, we drove up past Edinburgh (where there were several men playing golf out in the rain) and on up to Loch Ness.

We stopped at the ruins of Urquhart Castle, where a number of people had reported seeing the Loch Ness monster. We climbed up into the castle ruins while the boys threw rocks into the water below, trying to hit “Nessie”! There was no sign of the creature. But, as we were driving along the lake road I looked out at the lake to my left and saw what appeared to be an overturned rowboat. I looked back ahead at the road, and when I turned to check out the object it was gone! I have no explanation for what I saw.

EPISODE 10

There I was standing in the Plaza Espana in Madrid as a policeman rushed to me and grabbed my camera from around my neck!

The first trip we took outside of the country while (whilst) stationed in England was with a couple to Madrid, Spain. Bob was the base pharmacist and his wife was Pat. One of the items I bought while there was a lovely guitar at the Guitararia which I still play. Interestingly, there was a shop in Madrid called Colonel Miller’s where U.S. military personnel could purchase local goods at a discount and have them flown back to base in the bomb bay of an F-11!

On a Sunday afternoon Valo and I went to the Plaza de Toros for the bullfight. It was a bright, sunny day and the crowd was enthusiastic with “oles”! The matador that day was especially adventurous, and paid for it. He was down on his knees waiving the red cape when the bull snagged him and tossed him 12-15 feet into the air – twice! Somehow he survived.

Well, as Valo and I were walking into one of the busiest plazas in Madrid I saw an officer standing at a corner with a machine gun. I thought that I must get a photo of that, so I walked to the opposite corner and zoomed into focus on him with my telephoto lens. Unfortunately, I noticed in the viewfinder that another officer was running towards me. Before I could snap the picture, he snatched the camera from around my neck as he motioned for me to follow him!

We were led up some steps into police headquarters and were finally able to understand that it was not allowed to take any photos of that building. I expected that the film would be ripped out of my camera, but they let us go in peace.

There I was in bed on a Saturday morning when I got a phone call from Dr. L. Audrey Thomas, the Dean of Students at John Brown University, and he offered me a full-ride scholarship that I had not even applied for!

My grandfather Jones lived in Nevada as I grew up and worked as “the loan arranger” for Farm and Home Savings and Loan. He was an avid fisherman and upon retirement moved to Siloam Springs, Arkansas to be close to Grand Lake fishing. He and Grandmother attended First Baptist Church, and so did Dr. Thomas. One Sunday my grandmother pulled out a Nevada Daily Mail clipping of my reception of the Bell Telephone Science Award, and showed it to him. He exclaimed, “That’s the kind of student we’d like to have at JBU!” It is an example of “kairos”, Greek for “right time, right place”. That term would apply to my life so many times!

EPISODE 6

There I was, staring at a letter inviting me down to Houston to Baylor for “Twenty Four Hours of Medical Education”! I had applied and was received for admission to the medical school of the University of Missouri, but had selected Baylor. Once there I met the Dean of Students, attended Grand Rounds (which about 6 years later I would lead as Chief Resident!) and went over to Ben Taub, the emergency hospital for Harris County, where I saw my first dead body with a tag on the toe.

I was then accepted to Baylor University College of Medicine. The name was shortened to Baylor College of Medicine a year later when it separated from the university so as to receive federal grants. Two of my favorite classes there were physiology and gross anatomy, both revealing the amazing specificity and complexity of our bodies that God designed.

EPISODE 7

There I was sitting across the table from the mother of Van Cliburn, who had invited us to his after-performance meal at the Houston Petroleum Club!

One of my medical school classmates was Phil Alexander, who had taught music theory at Texas Tech before coming to Baylor. He had been first-chair oboist in the Philadelphia Orchestra under Eugene Ormandy, and had three piano-oboe albums with Van Cliburn, who had just won the International Piano Competition. Phil played an original oboe piece at our wedding in Dallas. He had invited me and Valo to Cliburn’s piano concert at Jones Hall, and we got to attend the meal afterward.

Phil was a man of many talents. At his home in Conroe, Texas I fired his .44 Magnum revolver (made my day) and I later purchased a Colt .45 auto in Houston brand new for $121! Phil later on made beautiful green jewelry from malachite, manufactured marbles, and was an amazing painter of aviation art. I am so blessed.

I plan to write about one or more of my life episodes on most days here on my website. The “first” one was posted on Facebook yesterday about my encounter with the Houston Mass Murderers”. These next ones will be more or less in chronological order beginning in high school.

There I was, being interrogated by an FBI agent sent by J. Edgar Hoover to talk to me! I was having lunch at Nevada High School when Principal Garland Keithley tapped me on the shoulder and said, “Ronnie, there’s a man here from the FBI that would like to talk to you.” What had I done??

I went to the foyer where a man in a black suit gave his name and indicated that Mr. Hoover had sent him from the Springfield office to see me. I held out my hand, but he refused to shake. He wanted to know what I had heard about communist activity at Cottey College! I told him that my brother, Richard, had a friend over one day and I had heard him mention “all of the communist activity at Cottey College”.

Inquiring minds want to know, so I sent a letter to J. Edgar Hoover and asked him about it. He wrote me back (twice) and said that their files were confidential and recommended his latest book “Masters of Deceit”. It was shortly after this that I was destined for that interrogation. I still have both of Mr. Hoover’s letters.

EPISODE 3

There I was, sitting before 12 men at a table in Jefferson City, being pressed for information by the Governor’s Selection Committee. I was a senior, and they were in the process of selecting two Missouri students out of 15,000 to attend the West Virginia Centennial Science Camp. I had been driven there by Principal Keithley and was a candidate because I had been selected a “Student of High Scholastic Promise” by the curators of MU, and had received the Bell Telephone Science Award.

Well, they selected a student from St. Louis and one from Kansas City, and I was selected as First Alternate Delegate, or number 3 from Missouri. I would go if either of the other two could not attend. They did.

E PISODE 4

There I was walking up the steps in the chemistry building at John Brown University and saw my future wife for the first time. I had heard mention of “the new girl from Dallas”. In that first glance I saw a beautiful young lady with a beautiful smile!

As it turned out, I was her laboratory assistant in Qualitative Analysis in Chemistry and was thrilled when she later accepted my offer of a date. She has been the kindest, sweetest person I have known over the past 55 years!

These episodes are not to boast of how great I am, but of the greatness of God and his love for me (and for all Christians). Similar the the way the apostle John thought, I believe that I am God’s favorite pediatrician! Many stories of special favor and deliverance will follow…

Our beautiful republic has been unraveled by evil, inept politicians for many decades now, and often intentionally. That’s right, the Globalists have been striving for total world control ever since Satan planted the idea in their hearts. And the United States Republic (with its population of spirit-filled Christians) is all that’s standing in their way. They must rid us of national sovereignty and our Constitution, including the Second Amendment.

The Democrat party sold out to socialism/communism years ago, but there are many Republican “fellow travelers”. The 16 year Democrat Plan to Destroy America has been largely carried out. The traitorous coup in the form of a stolen election in 2020 will ensure that no more elections of integrity take place in America, unless the process can be recovered at this late date.

It is a spiritual battle, as God’s word declares. This is personified by the World Economic Forum (WEF) under Klaus Schwab, who reminds us that we “will own nothing and be happy”. His right-hand man is Yuval Noah Harari, who is evil to the core. He has declared that “the death and resurrection of Jesus Christ is fake news.” He states that humans are “hackable animals” and that we must be surveilled from inside, so that our very thoughts and emotions can be read. This is to be accomplished with the help of lipid nanoparticles, graphene, and other materials included in the mRNA jabs. Don’t expect the push for the “vaccines” to stop any time soon, as Pfizer’s 100 billion dollars in profits have been spread around enough to ensure that the narrative continues.

Ask anyone you know why the early American universities were founded and they won’t have a clue. Harvard, Princeton, Yale, and the others were established for the purpose of spreading the gospel of Jesus Christ. That’s a fact. (BTW, “fact checkers” are employed to support the official narrative, regardless of truth)

You may recall that presidential candidate Barack Obama (Barry Soetoro) promised to “fundamentally change America”. That included ridding the nation of its Christian heritage and eliminating the foundation of our legal system on the Bible-based Constitution. He did much to accomplish his goal. Hillary was to finish the job.

Thank God for our Founding Fathers who were Christians and who knew the heart of man. George Washington, in his Farewell Address, urged us to beware of the “peril of foreign entanglements”. Instead, the U.S. has specialized in foreign entanglements to ensure its own wealth and power. Read John Perkins’ “Confessions of an Economic Hit Man” to see how our banking system has gotten so many nations indebted to us while making their leaders wealthy at the expense of their slave populations.

Study to see how we have used so many “false flags” to start wars that enrich the “military-industrial complex” while impoverishing us citizens. Learn how we have performed military coups against so many nations, including Ukraine, one of the most evil nations in the world, and how that nation along with NATO virtually forced Russia to invade it. Just after we helped replace Ukraine’s duly elected president with Zelenskyy, that nation began a depopulation program against Russia, including daily missile strikes against Donbass. Putin offered peace negotiations, but they were opposed by the U.S. and the U.K.’s Boris Johnson. With the supply of billions of dollars to Ukraine (which we don’t have) along with weapons, our top brass seem intent on getting WWIIII started.

Since the ongoing battles are spiritual, you should make sure that you are on the winning side. That would be on God’s side, as He prevails. Those who are His children are comforted by the fact that we will be snatched out of here before hell on earth is released in the Great Tribulation. We face trials and tribulation in this life and are promised such, but these are from people. You do not want to face God’s wrath! Read about that starting with the Seal Judgments in Revelation chapter 6.

We are promised that we have not been appointed to God’s wrath. We are told in Revelation 3:10 that Jesus will KEEP US FROM that day of testing that will come upon the whole world, not keep us “through” it. What about those “elect” who must have the days shortened to survive in the tribulation? The elect are born again believers, but there are three sets of the elect. The first is church-age elect, those of us Christians currently. There is a second set of elect during the tribulation, that is they have trusted Jesus during that seven year period. They pay a high price, however, as most will be beheaded. See Revelation 20:4 which describes those who decline to take the mark of the beast. There is a third set of elect during the Millenium. The Church Age ends with the Rapture.

We are told that “now is the day of salvation”. Do not wait, as it will be much harder during the tribulation, and the consequences are so much worse then. The rapture is next on God’s timetable, and according to the work of C.J Lovik it looks likely that it will occur this year. Yes, there have been many false claims that Jesus would appear in a certain year, and we do not know the day or month, but check out his reckoning using the events from Bible history and he makes a convincing case that the Jews are saved in the year 2030. That event, with the witnessing of the 144,000 Jewish evangelists, happens toward the end of the tribulation. Just look around and note the signs of the times. The “beast system” is at the door.

Know that a group of nations is going to attack Israel, as described in Ezekiel chapters 38 and 39. Will the U.S. defend Israel at that time? No! We Christians will have been raptured out and there will not be a single Christian left in this nation or any other. (The makeup of our nation’s legislators will likely remain little changed) We find in Zechariah 12:3 “all the nations” will attack Israel.

The end of this life is not the end of your existence. Christ Jesus gave it all at the cross to save us and expects us to respond to that great love by agreeing to be adopted as God’s sons and daughters. If we refuse, then He has no alternative but to reject us and allow us to slide into the pits of hell. If we accept, though, we can look forward to indescribable blessings. We lack the words for it! And the rapture is going to be one exciting ride!

Dr. Jones

Consider this to be a companion piece to my last blog of October 24, “Empire of Lies”. In Ephesians chapter 6, starting in verse 10, we find how we are to guard against the enemies we face at the present time.

We are in a war against “the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms.” Those who have not trusted in Christ Jesus for their personal salvation have no hope in these battles. Those who have are comforted in the knowledge that God will keep us from the day of His wrath, which is surely coming soon. But you need the armor of God (verses 13-17)

I encourage you to go back and read my very first blog of August 5, 2017. I stand by everything I said then, as I continue to discern the truth. There was a time when we could trust our government to do what was best for us and our individual freedoms, but that time is long past.

The current administration is composed of traitors who achieved their positions via a coup that is proven and will eventually be obvious to all. It is a socialist-communist government bent on total control and removal of our personal freedoms. I count past presidents such as George Bush as facilitators of this corruption.

You can take what is broadcast as truth by the mainstream media and find the actual truth by focusing on the opposite. We are told that on January 6 President Trump “incited an insurrection” at the capitol. Nothing could be further from the truth. Those of us who support him are lovers of peace and know that the violence that occurred in Washington, D.C. that day was fomented by the likes of Antifa and BLM members who carried out a false flag operation by dressing as Trump supporters. Nancy Pelosi, who was supposedly in charge of security there has lied by claiming to have pled for the help of the National Guard when in fact she had declined the offer from President Trump himself to send thousands of troops to maintain order.

We have heard nothing from the media re Ukraine but how evil Vladimir Putin is by invading the country for the purpose of taking over new territory. I personally have more respect for Putin than I do for Joe Biden or any of his associates. The premier of Russia is in favor of national sovereignty and had very good reasons for invading Ukraine.

In 2014 the U.S. helped overthrow the duly elected president of Ukraine Petro Poroschenko and replaced him with the actor and comedian Volodymyr Zelenskyy. At that time Ukraine began a genocide against the Russian-speaking citizens in their nation and tortured and killed them by the thousands. This is well-documented, and the Ukrainian forces began firing missiles into the Russian section of Donbass, as well as planning to place NATO forces along the Russian border. Thus, Vladimir Putin was forced to defend his own country and compatriots with military force.

The United States has no business sending billions of dollars and outdated military equipment to Ukraine, one of the most corrupt countries on the planet. (full of Nazi money laundering and bioweapons labs) We are stupidly applying sanctions against Russia which is not harming that country at all, but will result in the starvation and deaths of countless individuals in Europe and Africa via lack of energy and food. (our sabotage of the Nord Stream pipelines only makes things worse)

Even of more concern, in my opinion, is the fact that our government has allowed itself to become controlled by the socialist-communist World Economic Forum, WHO, CFR, United Nations, CDC, FDA, and others with similar agendas. This has led to our medical system, once the best in the world, being participants in the greatest fraud of all time, the genocide of the world’s citizens through mass injections of laboratory-created population reduction mRNA bioweapons.

The evidence is now overwhelming that millions have been, and are being, killed by these jabs. Instead of ending the vaccine program after seeing several deaths caused, the CDC has ignored the evidence and continues to call for everyone to take them, now even small children who were never at risk from COVID-19. May the oncoming lawsuits put the criminals away for appropriate long terms.

We live in the most interesting of times. Make sure that your trust is in the Lord to ensure that your own future will be a happy one!

Dr. Jones

I am grateful to have grown up in what I consider America’s best years. (I am referring to the United States here) I loved being able to ride all over town on my bike, to feel secure in a house with doors unlocked, even at night. I loved being able to go to the local swimming pool and use the high diving board to overcome fear! I think we had the best music, and yes, we had the White Grill! (thankfully, still here today)

America has changed drastically, however, and in so many ways not for the good. We have written here of America’s Christian heritage and that is what made our country so great, but there have always been those who work in opposition to national sovereignty and who support a “one world government”.

Communists planned the “demoralization” of America by targeting our youth via sex, drugs, and rock music. They have been highly successful, with firm support of efforts like Barack Obama’s plan to carry out a “fundamental transformation of America”. This was part of the Democrat party’s sixteen year plan to destroy America. (look it up)

Some have predicted a great revival in America in these last days. But with only 6 % of Americans professing a Biblical world view today, (according to a Barna poll) I think that is highly unlikely. You can’t revive that which is dead (unless Jesus does it). I was just reading in Jeremiah chapters 42 through 44 about how God wiped out disobedient Jews with “sword, famine, and pestilence” after having been warned time and again by prophets to turn from their wicked ways (we need to do the same for our land to be healed, according to II Chronicles 7:14)

We are so blessed to live in the age of grace (the cross changed everything), but just how much will the Lord endure? See Jeremiah 44:22, “When the Lord could no longer endure your wicked actions and the detestable things you did, your land became an object of cursing and a desolate waste…”

Wickedness pervades our nation today on a level never seen before. The political party in authority today achieved it via treason and criminality and censors all truth that attempts to expose it. That same party has made the murder of babies the main item of its agenda to appeal to voters. Who are you to support that? Gender confusion is rampant. Sexual perversion is honored and paraded before our children. Has God had enough yet?

Our own government which has been bought and paid for by the pharmaceutical industry and other elite corporations (fascism) is at war against us by supporting, and often forcing us to take injections of population reduction bioweapons (mRNA “vaccines”) and censoring all true science that exposes it . Medical journals viewed as most prestigious are printing fraudulent articles opposing the use of ivermectin, which has been shown to be 90% effective against hospitalization and death from COVID-19.

The bought and paid for mainstream media spread the lies. Even some Christian programming like the 700 Club is on board with the criminality and recommending the jabs. Child sex trafficking is at an all-time high, and I’m sure we would be appalled if we knew the names of all of those in high positions of authority who have been participating in it.

This series of posts stands for truth, but “Truth is Treason in an Empire of Lies”, according to George Orwell.

If you are anything like I, sometimes we want to take matters into our own hands and bring wrath down upon the heads of such as Klaus Schwab, Bill Gates, the Clintons, the Obamas, the CEOs of Pfizer and Moderna, and many more. Like James and John in Luke 9:54 we ask, “Lord, do you want us to call fire down from heaven to destroy them?” But vengeance belongs to God, and He will do it perfectly. We need to share Jesus’ compassion.

We find in I Timothy 2:1,2 “I urge, then, first of all, that requests, prayers, intercession and thanksgiving be made for everyone – for kings [presidents] and all those in authority, that we may live peaceful and quiet lives in all godliness and holiness.” It is hard to be thankful for some in authority, but we are to pray for their salvation and to share God’s unwillingness that any should perish. (It is easy for me to forgive, knowing how much I have been forgiven of.)

I was three years old when Israel became a nation, and therefore am part of that generation who will see the end of the end times. The rapture is next on God’s agenda, and I am so thankful that He has promised to keep us (Christians) away from His wrath. Encourage one another with these words. God is in control, and it all comes out okay if you are born again.

Dr. Jones October 24, 2022