Thank you to all my web visitors who have been patient with my emotional
mood swings for the past couple years. You need to understand that I am
alone without a wife. I live alone without any friends. I live on a tiny
island in the middle of nowhere. Guam is a nice place, but if you are single
this can be a bad place to be. Most people are already married or dating
someone. I've been alone now for 15 years and haven't been able to meet
anyone.
As an independent Baptist, my heart naturally was at Harvest Baptist Church of Guam, which I attended for a whole year in 2013-2014. They were my church family, and all that I had. In the New Testament there are not multiple types of churches. There is only the New Testament church. Yet, Harvest's pastors are so different in their plan of salvation, and use of multiple Bible versions, that they didn't want me in their church anymore. That means either I am a cult, or they are a cult at Harvest. Either my preaching of a totally free grace Gospel is accurate, or their “turn from your sin” Lordship Salvation is the truth, but it cannot be both (Romans 11:6).
Anyway, I've have had nowhere to go to church since 2014 because Harvest has ostracized me all these years. That is what has fueled my intense preaching against them, because they have abused me for simply being a true friend and telling them THE TRUTH. Just because they reject the truth doesn't mean it is not THE TRUTH. God will have to settle this matter. It is a shame that people give respect to dogs as pastors who do not deserve any respect. They are deceivers and liars in the sight of God almighty! So says the Word of God (Galatians 1:6-9). God calls them “dogs,” not me. Philippians 3:2, “Beware of dogs, beware of evil workers, beware of the concision.” The Apostle Paul was in prison when he penned these powerful words, warning the church at Philippi about religious dogs, i.e., evil workers. “The concision” refers to the rite of circumcision, which here Paul uses to refer to the self-righteous Jews who try to merit salvation by keeping the law. Paul in essence is warning the believers at Philippi to beware of dogs like Gary Walton, Steve Pettit, Marty Herron, Sam Horn and John MacArthur, to name but a few infidels.
One of the biggest problems in America today is that prosperity has turned preachers soft. You don't hear hard preaching anymore. So when I preach hard I am called a hater, lacking a Christlike spirit and a nut. Sadly, I am called these disparaging terms by fellow professed Christians. But I am not the hater, they hate the truth. I am not the nut, I am screwed onto the right King James Bible bolt. They are the loose nuts, with their dozens of confusing Bible versions. I am being very Christlike in spirit. If you think I am rough, read what Jesus said to the religious heretics of His time in Matthew 23:33, “Ye serpents, ye generation of vipers, how can ye escape the damnation of hell?” If Paul was right to call the Galatian churches “foolish” (Galatians 3:1-3) for adding works to faith, then my preaching against the Bob Jones crowd is justified too.
God willing, I am moving in March. I am
in constant bodily burning and pain, so I have to take everything day by
day. I have a doctor's appointment Monday and plan on calling the movers
when I get home. Depending on what they tell me will determine if I buy a
plane ticket then or have to wait. I also ordered a new laptop, which is
stuck somewhere between California and Guam. It was supposed to be here by
February 13th. Amazon said I can now get a refund if I want it. I am going
to wait until the end of February, but I cannot do this anymore. I need to
leave Guam. This place is a dead end for me. I've written about Abby, the
young woman I fell in love with in 2017. She won't have anything to do with
me. She hasn't waved at me for 1 1/2 years, since mid 2019. Despite all my
affectionate writings toward her, she despises me. I just give the pain to Jesus. My life is hid in Christ (Colossians
3:1-3). I went for a walk at noon today and soaked up some sunshine, which
felt nice. Being alone is painful. I have never seen such apostasy, lack of
compassion, selfishness, hatred and arrogance against THE TRUTH, as I do in
the Bob Jones crowd on Guam at Harvest. They are cruel.
I Am Wounded, Hurting And Tired, But God Is My Strength
Photo
to right: An x-ray of the titanium plate and surgical screws in my neck.
Kindly said, I can assure Harvest Baptist Church of Guam that they have made a permanent enemy in me, when all they had to do was let me come back to church to be around people. I begged for their compassion and humanity. They might as well have threw me under a speeding bus. They just don't care or give a damn about anyone except their little clique. If they ever write me in the states and request for me to remove my articles about them, I likely won't even respond. But if I do, it will be to tell them to “Go to Hell,” which is where they are going anyway. If you are an enemy of THE TRUTH, you are my enemy and God's enemy too (Romans 3:4). Proverb 12:17, “He that speaketh truth sheweth forth righteousness: but a false witness deceit.” Harvest cannot hide behind a shallow claim of grace. Even the Catholic Vatican claims salvation is by God's grace. But as we all know, Catholics pervert that grace by adding Seven Sacraments to it. Likewise, Harvest and the Bob Jones crowd pervert grace by adding “turning away from sin” and surrendering all to Christ as “Lord” to be saved. That is another gospel.
I do not know what will happen when I move. This is extremely difficult for me. There is much for me to do before and after I move. I simply cannot continue alone without any church, no friends, no wife, no life. Harvest could have helped me with all of this, despite our differences, but they rejoice in my calamity because I have exposed them for what they are, false teachers. I do not hate anybody, but it is my prayer that someday God will please turn the tables, and let them all know how I feel, and what isolation and rejection by fellow professed Christians feels like. They will likely never know what I am suffering, which is why they don't care. God has humbled me, broken me, and is therefore making and using me in a greater capacity to accomplish His will to help others. Lord willing I am going to continue preaching online for many years to come. I have many ideas for YouTube videos, a new website and cool stuff. I could sure use a wife as a helpmeet, but haven't been blessed to find a pal, friend and lover yet. God willing, she is out there.
I haven't been able to decide where to move yet. It has been so difficult for me to choose a place to live. I've watched several hundred YouTube videos over the past couple months about U.S. cities. I've considered New Hampshire, North Carolina, Tennessee, Minnesota, Florida, Texas, Arizona, Indiana, Michigan, Ohio, Virginia, Pennsylvania, Wisconsin and others. I was surprised to learn that in Green Bay, Wisconsin, 26% of the residents there have a drinking problem. Green Bay has more drunk driving accidents than anywhere else in the country! Isn't that sad? I have to find a place with a low cost of living, since I survive on disability for my neck stenosis and radiculopathy. I look fine outwardly, but inwardly I feel burning in my nerves all day. It is horrible. I am looking forward to the cold northern air, which I hope will help my nerves feel better. I feel good when I am in the sun, but I don't want skin cancer. Did you know that 70% of Australians are diagnosed with skin cancer? It is true!
Unless I change my mind, and I might very well do so, as of right now I am looking to move to Fort Wayne, Indiana. The city has about 250,000 people. They have the lowest cost of living in the country. It's about 73% white. They have lots of festivals and concerts. I need to get out and live! I am going stir-crazy on Guam. Everybody needs to have friends. This pandemic is making things worse, but even without the virus, I cannot find a church family. Fort Wayne is called “The City Of Churches.” There are 360 churches in Fort Wayne. I'll be close enough to visit my home town of Chicago. I haven't been back since 2004. Hey, maybe I'll get car jacked and murdered there. No more neck pain! Yeah buddy! I'm just being silly.
If I do move to Indiana, God willing, I
want to go to some music concerts in July 2021 in Fort Wayne, and feel human
again! They've got some cool bands coming to town over the summer. After
being traumatized by the a$$holes at Harvest Baptist Church of Guam, I have
been depressed for too long. I am so sick of fake churches today!!! Sadly,
most churches care far more about money than people or truth, far more! God
knows that if Harvest Baptist Church at any point since 2014 (and especially
since 2017 when I pleaded to return to church) would have simply reached out
to me in love, none of this would have happened. I am a loving person, but
am a Pitbull when boxed into a corner, which is what Harvest's foolish
pastors did to me in 2014. I am a fighter when there is a cause! I humbled
myself three times in 2017, but NOT ONCE has any pastor at Harvest humbled
himself in return. I took the initiative to make peace, but they kicked me
down the stairs. Once I leave Guam, hopefully I can start a new chapter in
my life and forget about Harvest, but what I have written online about
Harvest stays written, unless God shows me otherwise.
We Serve A Risen Savior
So
anyway, all my fine non-feathered friends, God is good. I give God ALL the
credit, praise and glory for anything good ever accomplished through my
website ministry since 2002. I sincerely apologize that I have been consumed
with writing about Bob Jones University and Harvest Baptist Church of Guam,
but they are on my mind all the time, because I live 5 minutes from their
church, and they won't let me be a part of their reindeer games. I have
nowhere else to go. There's some small hole in the wall religious
places on Guam, but I don't feel comfortable in those places. I felt
comfortable at Harvest, so they must answer to God for their cruelty and for
being respecters of persons (James 2:1).
They really ruined the atmosphere at Harvest when they removed all the pews and replaced them with ugly blue chairs. What were they thinking? The pastors of Harvest are academic types, trained by academics, not church builders like Dr. Jack Hyles, so they lack compassion for hurting people like me. I am a big teenager in many ways, I admit it, but I like who I am. When I walked up to Pastor Marty Herron in 2017, as he sat in the GPO mall waiting for his wife in the ABC Store, I walked up with love and shook his hand. God knows that I was as sincere as can be. His mouth literally dropped open in dismay. I guess he thought I hated him for forcing me out of Harvest. Nothing could be further from reality. I always respected him, even when he treated me like garbage. But he dug his own grave, siding with error, and now he has blood on his hands, and must answer to God. This has never been personal with me, but Harvest has forced me to make it personal. I have never wanted this fight with them. I don't ever want to grow thicker skin and become a hardened adult, like they have become at Harvest. I want to be as a child, with a pure heart, for such is the Kingdom of Heaven Jesus said. I was thinking that it's probably all the 2,800,000,000 aborted babies worldwide since 1971 up in Heaven! That makes sense to me. There are a lot of aborted children up in Heaven.
Anyway, pray for me. If you've read this far, THANK YOU! My neck hurts so bad. I am really a nice guy. God knows my heart. I love people, but I am in pain all the time in body and soul. I cried when I saw this video of an abused dog, who became mean; but when the dog was loved he became nice again. I feel like that dog. Since 2014 I have written over 300 articles online exposing Harvest's cruelty, heresy and indifference, which is a consequence of their abuse toward me. I am no different than that hurting dog! A little love can make all the difference. Harvest gives up too quickly on people! I told that to their pastors, but they didn't care. When you get used to fighting, you sometimes have difficulty knowing when to stop fighting! Harvest has made me their enemy, which I never wanted to be. This is all their doing. God knows, as my witness, that I poured out my heart with humility in love, asking to simply come to men's prayer meeting and church. What kind of church won't even let a broken man come to pray with other men?
I have perfect peace in this matter. The Harvest nurse Kris didn't want me as a husband years ago. Abby doesn't want me as a husband. They both were mean to me and just went their merry selfish ways. So be it! Harvest didn't want me. I pleaded three times in 2017, and umpteen times since, which cries fell upon deaf ears. Harvest is the church that didn't want me. I have never rejected Kris, Abby, Harvest or anybody from their church. But they ALL rejected me. I rest my case before the Lord. God willing I will be gone by my birthday on March 5th. That is my plan. I have much to do and it will be hectic once I get to the United States. But I will have my laptop with me, and a servant's heart to keep preaching. So if you see a delay in my writing, don't worry. I don't think I'll fall behind. I am diligent about preaching 7 days a week in my “Recent” section, and have done so for several years. I've never received one penny from all my labours for Christ, and never will. I do what I do for Jesus, you dear friend, and the truth. Harvest does all they do for money! Argue as they may, they are all cashing their checks!
Ecclesiastes 11:9, “Rejoice, O young
man, in thy youth; and let thy heart cheer thee in the days of thy youth,
and walk in the ways of thine heart, and in the sight of thine eyes: but
know thou, that for all these things God will bring thee into judgment.”
This verse doesn't just apply to the rock stars in bands like KISS, and
other reprobate sinners, it also applies to hard-hearted pastors who refuse
to heed THE TRUTH, when a humble nobody like me places it directly into
their hands. There is an infection in the land far worse than COVID-19
called indifference. Joseph took the high road in his thinking. In Genesis
50:20 Joseph told his 10 half brothers, who had sold him into slavery 20
years earlier, that what they meant for evil God meant for good. I can only
hope that my hundreds of articles crying aloud against the apostate Bob
Jones crowd, will cause many tens of thousands of people to be saved alive,
during this time of a famine of truth in the land. The more that new corrupt
Bible versions are published, the greater the famine of truth exists across
the land! Whereas communist Cuba said: “Take
your NIV's and shove it!,” the apostate Bob Jones crowd say: “Where can
we order more of them?”
My Heart Is Broken But The Joy Of The Lord Is My Strength
I
have waited patiently for 7 years, since 2014 for Harvest Baptist Church to
repent of their evil against me, but they are stiff-necked hardened sinners.
Revelation 2:21-22, “And I gave her space to repent of her fornication;
and she repented not. Behold, I will cast her into a bed, and them that
commit adultery with her into great tribulation, except they repent of their
deeds.” Harvest Baptist Church is in bed with John MacArthur, Marty
Herron, Sam Horn, Steve Pettit and Bob Jones University. They're all in bed
with the Devil. They are all guilty of committing spiritual adultery and
have STD's (Spiritually Transmitted Disease), called Lordship Salvation.
These spiritual fornicators are spreading their Corruptible Seed (the
Devil's modern Bibles) everywhere, infecting churches. These are not men of
God, they are prophets of Baal. Call me what you will, but I am not ignorant
of Satan's devices! Pastors ought to stand for truth, not persecute
truth-tellers.
There I go preaching again. I was trying to simply let everyone know what is going on with my plans to move, and share my heart with you all. And I guess that is why I am preaching a bit, because this all goes together. My heart is very heavy, broken and sad. I truly wanted to patch things up all these years with Harvest, but their silence and ignoring my pleas simply fueled my love for the truth and determination to preach even harder against them, since they are stiffnecked and arrogant against THE TRUTH. I know I am right as sure as I am saved. These Westcott and Hort Bibles are of the Devil. All of them! Lordship Salvation is of the Devil. Wrong Repentance is a Satanic form of Lordship Salvation (aka, Calvinism). I'll be The Dark Knight (Batman), and Harvest will continue to be Two-Faced Harvey Dent (the traitor). What a great analogy. Harvest are the villains in all this story, I am the hero who saved Gotham City from evil. I love you all with Christ's love. Jesus is our peace. Ephesians 2:14, “For he is our peace, who hath made both one, and hath broken down the middle wall of partition between us;”
