Signs of the Times: Trump vs. Hezekiah

((Please note that this article is NOT part of my We Wrestle Not Against Flesh and Blood series. The weather is warming and I believe that this will bring more protests, more riots, more demonstrations against the Trump administration, so I felt lead to issue this article before continuing the series. Also, I want to say Thank You or Khaap Khun Mak to my 2 faithful readers in Thailand and Muito Obrigado to my 3 faithful readers in Brazil. It’s been 42 years since I was in Thailand and I have never been to Brazil but would love to see it, one day.)) Continue reading

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Prepping for the Sabbatical Year: As if you needed one more reason to prep.

(((I want to dedicate this article to Brandon, Shellie, Kathy,¬†Philip and Nadia who have asked great questions about preparing for the Sabbatical Year. Also, I dedicate it to my little sister in the Ruach HaKodesh (Holy Spirit) Sandra, whose efforts and excitement¬†in preparing for the coming sabbatical year border on “awesome”.))) Continue reading

Why I Was Wrong about America’s Destiny: Part One – The Curse

Like many of you, I have always enjoyed the study of history, especially American history. It was the knowledge of history itself and especially the history of empires, their rise and fall, that I based my preparation plans upon. After the fall of an empire there is the period of time of “sacking and pillaging” that normally takes place. At a point in time, some say 3-4 years others say 5-7 years after the fall, a subdued sense of normalcy returns. It was reaching this period of time that I based my plans Continue reading

Will 2014 Be Our Year of Decision?

Dear Friends, I want to begin by apologizing for my lack of attention to this site. I had to make a decision of which was more important; writing, which I love, or helping others prepare for what is coming our way. I chose to help, rather, we chose to help. Von chose to help me help others. Continue reading

Kilo One-Six, What’s You’re Sitrep, Over?

Catchy title? Not really. Kilo One Six is my old call sign. Many the night, usually around 2 a.m., I would be dozing with one earphone over my ear and the other ear listening to the noises around me and get the above call. Continue reading