Tuesday, 4 August 2026
Three Key Men who obeyed God to start turning the Tide
I wrote on Facebook introducing the three Youtube videos -
What follows on my profile are three independent men commissioned by God direct to establish three sets of truths. I have chosen these Youtubes to demonstrate these voices in the complete wilderness of a world programmed for hundreds of years to believe the exact oppsite WHILE PERFORMING EXACTLY WHAT WAS ALWAYS WRITTEN.....a falling away into a control based system under Lucifer.
https://youtu.be/_JkJaiI2CZ4?is=RX7gAxz0mex4M8ye
Barry Smith a school teacher in 1973, was called by God to leave his profession and teach throughout the world, while hardly mentioning the framework he was working from, and demonstrate how exactly the plans of men have bben performed. The Communist takeo ver plans, the Kallergi Plan, The Frankfurt Agenda and the Protocols of the elders of Zion. I heard him in the late 80s in Fleet Hampshire in a weeklong series. You will also find some Grant Jeffrey material and Chuck Missler material all on Youtubes.
Fritz Springmeier was converted and immediately God set him about discovering "Yes , But find out HOW The Devil operates his works. Unearth the secret techniques hidden for generations.
In the 90s he produced books that later landed him in jail under the pretext of Tax fraud. They can never reveal WHY they jail people.
Fritz's two big discoveries ....https://youtu.be/eFoN4JHC-iU?is=1AvYaYCcTu4MWuVu
Ron Wyatt had a normal job, saved up for archaological trips and sought to discover and found Noah's Ark in the Ararat mountains....hidden under command by locals, he found the true Mount Sinai hidden by the occult people that run the world, He dicovered the crossing point of the Red Sea where all the Egyptian Chariot Wheels still lie. And Harrisson Ford's Raiders of the Lost Ark Character was based around Ron Wyatt and ofcourse the Nazi searches for implements in the Bible which they believe are sources of Great Power.
Actually the Source of Great pwer is God and His life and now His life from above. We don't require implements, Apart from a tongue that speaks from belief in the heart.
NOTE Facebook often remove the usual picture links to videos so that you will be diverted away from opening them, and Youtube divert your attention by introducing adverts at key moments of the videos except they open another trending video and never take you back to what you were watching.
Saturday, 1 August 2026
I said about mysteries.......
You think sin isn't a mystery as I mentioned in today's video?
Friday, 31 July 2026
Angels :Kathie Walters speaks to Craig Martin Walker
Thursday, 30 July 2026
What is the Revelation 12 sign in heaven saying?
Genesis 3 is the " front of house " false foundation of the independent self .
Wednesday, 29 July 2026
Stepping Out of The Boat
Mahesh Chavda's early testimony
From Spiritual Notes on Facebook
I was raised in a devout Hindu home, and my destiny was already set according to time-honored East Indian tradition: As the son of a Hindu from a high military caste, I was being trained to become a leader in the Hindu
community, and I was well-versed in the sacred Hindu writings.
Since one of the chief principles I had been taught from infancy was,“You are a searcher for the truth,” I obediently searched for the truth. My parents were from India, though I was born and raised in Kenya. I had won a number of awards, and even though my father died when I was five years old, I was still a member of a privileged class and a high warrior caste in the
Hindu world.
My diligent search for the truth took a sudden turn in a new direction on a hot day in 1962 when a Baptist missionary’s wife came to our
neighborhood to work with some little children. For reasons known only to God, this petite woman from West Texas was led to knock on the front door of a particular home where a devout Hindu family was living to ask for a
cup of cold water. I hap pened to be there, and I happened to be the one who answered the door, so I gave her a cup ofwater and she gave me a Bible.
(Little did either one of us know at the time that our simple exchange of water for the Word would result in the conversion of more than 700,000 people to Jesus Christ in the years to come. Sometimes even our most insignificant works of obedience are destined for far greater purposes than we can imagine!)
I started reading the Bible because, of course, I was searching for truth.
That was how I came across the strangest figure I’d ever read about. His name was Jesus Christ. As a searcher for the truth, I was captivated by this holy man’s incredible statement: “And you shall know the truth, and the truth shall make you free.”31 said, “Yes, that’s right,” and read further in the Book of John.
When I read the passage where Jesus said, “I am the way, the truth, and the life. No one comes to the Father except through Me” in John 14:6, the blinding scales fell from the eyes of this committed Hindu of the warrior
caste who was so proud of his traditions. I was searching for the truth, and suddenly I saw that Jesus Christ was and is the Truth. Yet even then I didn’t receive Him as Lord and Savior immediately.
The Price Was Too Great
Despite what I had read in the Bible, I was debating over whether I should become a Christian because the price seemed to be too great to pay.
If I dared to confess Christ, I knew I would be rejected by my family,including my mother, and my brothers and sisters; and I would lose any
status I had in the Hindu world. In fact, to my knowledge, I would be the first in my caste ever to turn his back on the Hindu faith. Finally, I said,
“I’m not going to read the Bible anymore. I’m not even going to think about Jesus anymore.”
Suddenly I went to sleep. I wasn’t knocked on the head, nor did I drift off to sleep. This was something out of the ordinary. All of a sudden my head dropped down on the table and I was instantly taken to a place where I’d never been before. I was walking on streets of gold and I heard the most beautiful voices rising up in harmonies, singing songs I’d never heard
before. I saw colors I’d never seen before. I was in perfect ecstasy (whichnmeans a lot to a Hindu!).
There was perfection all around me, but suddenly it all faded into insignificance when I saw the Source of perfection walking toward me. I saw a light brighter than 10,000 suns put together, yet it did not hurt my eyes. He came toward me, and somehow I knew that He was the person of Jesus. I’ll never forget His eyes. When I looked into their depths, it was asif He had felt every pain in the world and had shed every tear that had ever been shed on earth. Pure love shone from His eyes in perfect combination with victory and triumph. Then He came and put His hands on my shoulders and said, “My little brother...”
Suddenly I woke up and discovered that the Bible I’d received from the little Baptist lady lay open to the Gospel of Matthew, where Jesus spoke to the rich young ruler:
Jesus said to him, “If you want to be perfect, go, sell what you have and give to the poor, and you will have treasure in heaven; and come, follow Me.”
But when the young man heard that saying he went away sorrowful, for he had great possessions.
Then Jesus said to His disciples, “Assuredly, I say to you that it is hard for a rich man to enter the kingdom of heaven” (Matthew 19:21-23).
I read the passage and realized that the rich young man who had come to the Lord ended up walking away because he thought the price was too great to pay . Then the Lord spoke to my heart and said, “Are you going to be the same way?” I said, “No, Sir,” and immediately received the Lord Jesus as my Savior, breaking untold generations of strict family tradition
and devotion to Hinduism.
I moved closer to my experience with Stevie when I moved from East Africa to the United States and attended Bible school at a Christian
university. I earned my bachelor’s degree there and then went on to graduate school. I have to confess that I was proud of my intellect. I was
intent on earning my Ph.D. in literature, and I liked being “an intellectual.”
I was faithfully learning to make simple things complicated.
In the midst of my diligent pursuit of intellectual achievement and self-worth through graduate studies, I received the news that my mother was dying of terminal bone cancer in London, where the rest of my family had moved from East Africa. My mother’s doctors said that she was going to die in just a few weeks because she had a fast-moving and untreat-able form of bone cancer that was eating up her body.
I Had Come to the End of Myself
I didn’t have answers for myself or my mother, but she was dying and
was asking for me. I was just a poor graduate student in Texas, and I didn’t have money to go to England. It just broke me. I had come to the end ofmyself, and all I could do was weep uncontrollably. Finally, after three days of tears and sorrow, I had an unusual experience on the third night.
Again I went to sleep, and I was taken to that same place I had seen years before when I saw streets of gold. This time I found myself in a
grassy place kneeling before the feet of Jesus. I was looking into His face with my hands clasped before me, and I was singing to Him. Jesus had laid His hands on my shoulders, and I was surprised to realize that I was singing
to Him in a language I could not understand. Then I woke up, and I knew something had happened. When I felt the urge to pray, I obeyed and said,
“Jesus.” In that moment, a wind came into my room and took my breath away. Then I felt something bubbling up inside me. When I tried to open my mouth, a song suddenly came out in a language I could not understand!
The intellectual part of me said, “This is weird,” but the rest of me said,
“This may be weird, but this is the most wonderful thing I’ve ever felt!”
I just kept singing in this strange language for an hour and a half. The only spiritual person I knew at that time was a Catholic nun I’d met in
graduate school. I just couldn’t wait to talk to somebody about what had happened to me, so I ran to find Sister Marsha. I said, “Sister Marsha, let me tell you what happened to me today!” After I told her about my experience, I asked, “Am I going crazy?” I’ll never forget her answer. She put her books down and looked at me with joy and said, “Praise the Lord,
brother. You’ve been baptized in the Holy Ghost!”
The Holy Ghost became very real to me from that day on. He started speaking to me and I quickly realized that He is a Person. He started telling me about Jesus. He said, “Jesus is the same yesterday, today, and forever.” I hadn’t read these words in Hebrews 13:8 yet, so I said, “Huh?” He said,
“Jesus is the same yesterday, today, and forever.”
Pray for Your Mother!
This time I said, “Yes.” Once again He said, “Jesus is the same
yesterday, today, and forever.” Finally I said, “Lord, what are You trying to
tell me?” He said, “Jesus healed 2,000 years ago. He still heals today.”
When I asked, “What do You mean, Lord?” He said, “Pray for your
mother!”
Since I didn’t know any better (I hadn’t been taught yet that healing isn’t for today), I prayed for her as I was told. A few days later I received
the news that my mother had been totally healed of her terminal disease!My mother lived another 24 years after that healing and received Jesus Christ before she died.
- Mahesh Chavda (The Hidden Power Of Prayer And Fasting)
- Spiritual Notes
Why you don't hear more ( apart from a broken laptop )
Evangelism as is now is NOT Acts 2 evangelism .
Rheinhard Bonnke and Billy Graham had to have music . They had to have an enclosed sanctified space . They were anointed but lone ministries .
Maybe using Philip as our excuse we have had lone evangelists for hundreds of years .
Billy Graham taught the front door message getting repentance and the John 3 born again message .
Rheinhard Bonnke , TL and Daisy Osborne , the next generation of evangelists taught both the front Door and where possible baptism in water plus the functional prirsthood door equivalent to Levite priests of holy oil anointing . In the New Covenant gospel we can receive the power of the baptism in the Holy Spirit .
This is the gospel everybody but the modern churches rob you of .
This is the same day gospel of Jesus .
This is the gospel in the Bible .
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Repent
Be baptised in water ...your own observable funeral of what happened to your spirit man in Christ's Body on the Cross . Romans 6.
My Facebook friends baptise the same day .
Asia . Pakistan . African nations .
Stadium evangelism will have logistical problems with water baptism .
My friends use rivers . Bathtubs . Seas. Sometimes large rainwater tubs .
Facebook and other media is really dangerous .
Photos of what is really going on cannot easily be shared . People will be killed .
So this leads to a false reality on Facebook .
My 2400 friends can be led to believe nothing is happening .....every day meanders along in a samey kind of way . I am sure many are getting or CAUSING there own news .
Fact
Some of the steetkids turning their lives over to Christ with Justine Samba 's family 20 years ago are now working for top firms on top salaries being sent round Europe's capitals .
Fact - many Chinese converting use VPNs. They are careful but they are there online even among my friends.
Fact - the equivalent of Muslim Madrasseh in fairly closed countries and areas are being run using the Bible and modern life skills .
A Bible pattern.....and ofcourse Jesus was Model Par Excellence ....is ' the stone that was rejected becomes the chief cornerstone '.
This is as true of people with glasses!!!!!as it is of every New Move of God . Quakers were not allowed to have churches on the actual high streets , nor be in Oxford or Cambridge nor be in Government . God used many of them to pipneer the industrial revolution and also the confectionary industry . The devil's own Nestlé is trying to ' eat them all ' as companies .
Fact Jonathan Brenneman couldn' t and can't operate in most churches . Patricia and Dave Lage too. This just forces them into the Acts skills of just walking into cities .
No warm up music to change the atmosphere .
No dedicated buildings .
It's not reported in Acts that the apostles had any vehicle going through Jerusalem with speakers and worship band singing Vineyard or Bethel songs.
Third level is a depth of Galatians 2.20 circumcision that brings you into real non atmospheric love of the brethren and love for all still inside the Genesis 3 trap to learn the available Christ in me as me in my form life .
Do you see thats the thirdlevel problem with praying more Lord More Lord, seeking more power in the Holy Spirit ..
Who is this ' Jacob guy' still seeking a blessing .
Jesus took us all out at the Cross .
We are now a literal Christ fusion as Colossians 3.3 says in Greek .
Its Genesis 3 delusional soul that hasnt caught up .
Thats why pastors sound so weird in the Spirit.
They teach Gods stuff but God never said ecclesia is run by a King priest , king vicar or king pastor .
You will actually catch them when people ask them ' is this your church ' and its so unconsciously buried they will answer yes ....then later try to qualify it .
The whole ' presentation mode is wrong'.
Nor is Quaker mush right either .
1 Corinthians 12 shows how God gets round it.
There are I presume 12 elders but they arent allowed to run it .
The Holy Spirit uses anybody and everybody .
Elders bishops are called overseers like Moses on the hillside holding everything in the Spirit .
But its not Quaker mush .....because the Holy Spirit wheels out several elders according to what He is doing that week . Then when people are really revved up and secure the direct operstions of the Spirit kick in like Kathie Walters has been midwifing for years wondering why others weren't operating that way .
Part of the attraction of Benny Hinn is because he spent his teenage in the closet of his bedroom .
But he shouldn't be special . This folks is normal 1 Corinthians 12 church . Ephesians 4 says all ministry is perfecting the saints...ie grounding them in Galatians 2.20 , Romans 3 to 8 living and equipping the saints for ministry .
Ministry and gatherings is like 1 Corinthians12 says.
Like the tabernacle says ....in 3 sections ending with the Holy Spirit taking over completely .
His operations . He can change people or family more in one gathering than decades of living.
A day in His courts are better than a thousand elsewhere .
Well IF THAT WAS THE COURTS WHATS THE HOLIEST PLACE ACCELERATION LIKE .
And how come Benny Hinn's reproduction rate is so poor?.??
Ephesians 4 says its all about reproduction .
Dave and Patricia expect to reproduce .
Wednesday, 22 July 2026
Jerusalem Old Gate knowledge: Parasites
Contains a reference to a commercial product I have no agency for.
This is posted for good sense purposes .
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The same Bible that tells you not to eat pork also names the cure for parasites eight separate times. Almost no one alive has ever put those two facts side by side.
Start with the pork, because everyone knows that one. People who have never opened a Bible in their lives know it. No bacon, no ham, no pork chops.
And almost nobody knows what that rule was actually protecting them from.
"Do not eat the pig. It is unclean for you." That's Leviticus 11. Most people read it and assume it was about holiness. A test of obedience. A rule with no reason behind it except to see if you'd follow.
It had a reason. A specific, physical, stomach-turning reason. And the people who first heard that law could not have told you what it was, because the thing it guarded them from was too small to see.
Pigs carry worms.
Pork carries a parasite called trichinella, a worm that burrows out of undercooked meat and into the muscle of whoever eats it. Pork also carries the tapeworm, which can grow many feet long inside a human gut and send its eggs to the brain. Three thousand years before anyone owned a microscope, a desert people were told to stay away from the one animal most likely to put a worm inside them. They did not know why. They just knew the families who ignored it got sick and the families who obeyed it did not.
And it was not only the pig.
"Whatever in the water does not have fins and scales is detestable to you." That's the next law. Shrimp, crab, clams, the bottom feeders. The ocean's scavengers, the ones that eat the filth and the dead things off the seafloor, the ones that concentrate every parasite and toxin in the water into their own flesh. The law steered them away from the exact foods most likely to be crawling.
"Do not eat anything you find already dead." Carrion is a parasite nursery. The rule was a wall against it.
Then come the washing laws. Running water, not standing water. Quarantine the sick for seven days, then seven more. Burn the clothes. Scrub the house. An entire chapter of Leviticus reads like a field manual for stopping something invisible from spreading hand to hand and home to home. Which is exactly what it was.
Every one of those laws was describing something specific, physical, and real. A parasite. The ancient world could not see them. But they had learned, the hard way, across generations of burying the people who got it wrong, exactly which foods and which habits let the worms in. The food laws were a defense system against an enemy nobody could name.
And here is the part almost nobody has ever been told.
The same people who knew how to keep the worms out also knew how to get them out.
Open the Bible and you will find a plant named eight separate times. Jeremiah. Lamentations. Amos. Proverbs. Revelation. The same bitter plant, over and over. Its name is wormwood.
Read that name again. Wormwood. The old world did not name it by accident. It was the bitterest herb they had, and for thousands of years it was the thing you took when something was living inside you. The name is the instructions.
And it was never used alone. The bitter herbs of the Bible came in handfuls. Wormwood. Hyssop, the cleansing plant of Psalm 51, which many scholars believe was a wild oregano that still grows on those hills today. The pungent oils. The bitter seeds. The old world reached for several of them at once, because they had learned that one plant was never enough to finish the job.
That is what I realized the night everything changed for me.
I have taught Scripture for 18 years. Sunday mornings, Wednesday nights, a Bible study in my living room that outgrew my living room. I had read Leviticus more times than I can count. I had stood in front of rooms full of people and explained the food laws as a lesson in obedience and never once thought about my own body.
Because for two years my own body had been falling apart, and I had no idea why.
It started with the bloating. Flat in the morning, swollen by dinner, every single day. Then the exhaustion that sleep would not touch. Then the waking up at two and three in the morning, itching, miserable, telling myself it was stress. My doctor ran the tests, found nothing, and told me it was probably my nerves and my age. A woman of faith carrying too much, he said. Pray about it.
I did pray about it. And one night I was at my kitchen table preparing a lesson on Leviticus 11, the food laws, the very chapter I had taught a dozen times, and I read the word unclean and for the first time in 18 years I understood it was not talking about my soul.
It was talking about my gut.
I sat there in the dark and read the whole thing again, the way I had never read it before. The pork. The scavengers. The washing. The wormwood named eight times over. And I understood that the Book I had taught my whole adult life had been describing my exact problem the entire time, and pointing straight at the remedy, and I had been too busy treating it as poetry to see it.
Context changes everything. Every single time.
Did you know the food laws of Leviticus line up, almost one for one, with the foods we now know carry the most parasites. The pig. The bottom feeder. The carrion. The blood.
Did you know wormwood appears in Scripture only as the taste of bitterness and judgment, and that bitterness is the exact thing the old world swallowed to drive the worms out. The cure was hidden inside the warning.
Did you know the quarantine and running-water rules of Leviticus 13 were so far ahead of their time that doctors did not rediscover the same ideas until barely 150 years ago.
The old world did not have our science. It had something we lost. It had the roots.
And once you have those roots back, the answer that has been sitting in plain sight your whole life suddenly lands with the full weight it was meant to carry.
The remedy was never one plant. It was the handful, taken together, and almost every one of them is sitting somewhere in the pages you may have already read.
Wormwood, the bitter herb named eight times over, the one you reached for when something was living inside you. It breaks down the slimy coating the worms hide behind so the rest can reach them.
Oregano, the pungent oil from hyssop, the cleansing plant of Psalm 51. Purge me with hyssop and I shall be clean. The same branch they dipped in blood at the first Passover. Many scholars believe that hyssop was a wild oregano still growing on those hills today. It turns the whole gut hostile to anything that survives.
Black walnut, from the walnut grove the bride walks down into in the Song of Solomon. The green hull makes the gut a place worms cannot live in.
Pumpkin seed, from the same family as the cucumbers and melons the people wept for in the wilderness. Its seeds carry something that paralyzes the worms so they lose their grip and leave the body instead of dying and rotting inside you.
And clove, one of the chief spices the old caravans carried, once worth its weight in gold. It is one of the only things that destroys parasite eggs, the stage every weak remedy leaves behind.
Five plants. One job each. The exact strategy the old world used, because they had buried enough people to know that hitting one part of the problem was the same as doing nothing.
I found all five of them in one place. A company called Holior puts them into a single softgel. Wormwood, black walnut, pumpkin seed, clove, and oregano, with a supporting blend that helps the gut heal once the load is gone. 18 ingredients in all, the equivalent of 6,600 mg per serving, in an oil-based softgel so the bitter oils actually absorb instead of passing through. Three a day before breakfast, for 30 days.
I took it the way the old world would have. The full handful, the full season, not one bottle and quit. By the second week the bloating that had run my life for two years was going down for real. By the third week the two and three in the morning waking stopped. The week every weaker thing would have quit on me, it just did not come back. By the end of the month I had my body back, and the verses I had recited my whole life finally meant what they were always trying to tell me.
So here is what I will say to you, the way I wish someone had said it to me.
If your stomach swells up by the end of every day and no one can tell you why.
If you wake in the dark hours itching and exhausted and you have learned not to talk about it.
If three doctors have told you it is stress, or your age, or your nerves, and a part of you has always sensed there was something underneath the words they could not reach.
The Book you may have read your whole life was warning about exactly this, and pointing at exactly the remedy, three thousand years before the rest of the world caught up.
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