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Monday, November 2, 2020
These Are The Final Days
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Wednesday, August 19, 2020
No Deserter!
And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to His purpose (Romans 8:28).
Hand of Help Ministries
Wednesday, August 12, 2020
A Watchman's Warnings
Saturday night, Oct. 16, 2004, After reading the following message which Pastor Michael Boldea had posted Oct. 15, 2004, on the Hand of Help Ministries website, I began praying and asking God to give me a confirmation of Michael’s message will come true for America.
Please read Pastor Boldea’s message and afterward I will add the confirmation which God had given me confirming Pastor Boldea’s message as being a true message for us all here in America.
October 15, 2004
This is the message God gave Michael Boldea through a dream while he was in North Carolina. Michael asked for a confirmation of this message and asked God simply to give him the dream again if it was from him. The next night he had the same dream.
America had many chances to repent and individually some people are still repenting and asking the Lord into their heart. We praise God for this. However, since 911 we can see many in America have disregarded the warnings from God and efforts have been made across this land to allow gay marriage, remove references of God from landmarks and buildings, and even the pledge of allegiance. America is on a collision course with judgment and this is why the watchman are blowing the trumpet.
Michael has spent 18 years traveling across America 12 with his grandfather, Dumitru Duduman, warning, sharing from the word of God, and speaking only what God shows him. May God give us all ears to hear this message.
(Hand Of Help Ministries)
THE EAGLE AND THE SERPENTS
(The Angel said, "this has been revealed to you, that you may know, the first bite has been, the second is yet to come, and the third will be its destruction.")
Psalm 34:7-8, "The angel of the Lord encamps all around those who fear Him, and delivers them.
Oh, taste and see that the Lord is good; Blessed is the man who trusts in Him! Oh, fear the Lord, you His saints! There is no want to those who fear Him."
Upon my return to the United States in late August, I had a very vivid and troubling dream. I shared it with the staff here in Wisconsin, and with a few other brothers, but continued to pray and seek direction from God as to whether or not I should include it in the newsletter.
At the staff's urging, and feeling a release from the Lord, I have included this dream in this issue of the newsletter.
I dreamt I was walking through a sparsely wooded forest, and suddenly my attention was drawn to an eagle flying high above the tree line. It was a beautiful sight to behold as the eagle rode the thermals, flying in slow lazy arks across the blue sky. I began to quicken my pace, and keep up with the eagle's flight, all the while keeping an eye on it, noticing that it was slowly descending toward the earth.
I followed it for a long time, its descend not being sudden but very gradual.
Finally, I came upon a small clearing, where there were no trees, just some bushes on the edges of the green grass. The eagle landed in the clearing and began to look around not seeming to notice me.
As I began to wonder what the relevance of this was, a man dressed in white, hands clasped in front of him, appeared beside me, and said, "Be patient, in due time you will see the purpose."
I was silent as I watched the eagle, and was beginning to grow somewhat impatient, when suddenly, it seemed out of nowhere, a brown snake lunged at the eagle, and bit down on its left wing. The snake's strike was very quick and very precise. The eagle reacted without delay, clawing and pecking at the snake cutting deep wounds in its underbelly, trying to defend itself and ward off the serpent. Just as it seemed the eagle was winning the battle, and the serpent was retreating, another serpent appeared, red and black diagonal stripes covering its body, and without hesitation struck out at the eagle's right-wing, biting down, and refusing to release. After a momentary tug of war, the serpent tore off flesh and feathers, leaving a large wound on the eagle's right-wing. The second bite was much worse than the first, and for an instant the eagle was stunned. Then a serpent much larger than the previous two made up of many colors, slithered toward the eagle, opened its jaws, and lunged, taking the whole of the eagle's head in its mouth before biting down.
The serpents retreated and the man who had been standing beside me, walked to the eagle, knelt down, picked it up, and held it in his cupped hands. The look of grief on his face was beyond any I have seen in my life.
Just seeing the look on the man's face broke your heart.
The man continued to look down at the eagle, and with a pained voice said, "The true tragedy, is that at any moment it could have sought the safety of the above, it could have soared toward the heavens and would have found its protection. This has been revealed to you, that you may know, the first bite has been, the second is yet to come, and the third will be its destruction."
I watched for a long time as the man held the eagle in the palms of his hands, the pained expression never leaving his features. I was too stunned to speak, or ask any questions, what I had seen having seemed so real. The feeling followed me into my waking hours as well, and each time I closed my eyes I saw the entire scene play before my eyes throughout the day.
One thing that I feel I need to share with you is that the second bite seemed to come from an unexpected place. Although I have my own opinion concerning this, I choose to keep it to myself, because expounding on personal opinion is a dangerous thing when it comes to things that God reveals.
I was hesitant in sharing this dream, because I know some will perceive it as a reason to fear. It is not a reason to fear, but a reason to be stirred, and emboldened for the kingdom of God. The reality, is that these are the times we are living in, and I for one am thankful to God for his forewarnings, knowing that His children will never be unaware of what the future holds. All I can do is urge you to be watchful, and diligent in your prayers to the Father. This nation, today, is more in need of prayer on its behalf than at any time in its history. It is the prayers of His children that compels God to relent, and tarry. Stand in the gap, you are precious in the eyes of God, and He hears your heartfelt supplications.
Joel 2:12-14, "Now, therefore, says the Lord, turn to Me with all your heart, with fasting, with weeping, and with mourning. So rend your heart, and not your garments; Return to the Lord your God for He is gracious and merciful, slow to anger, and of great kindness; and He relents from doing harm."
With love in Christ,
Michael Boldea Jr.
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On my return trip from the East Coast back to Wooddale, IL, my driving hours for the day were at the maximum, thus on the evening of October 21, 2004, I was required to shut down for the ten-hour rest period.
I pulled into the Pilot Truck Stop in Fremont, IN. As I was walking into Wendy’s Restaurant which is attached to the Pilot store, I noticed a gentleman standing in line waiting to order.
This gentleman who was at least twenty to twenty-five feet away, seeing me entering the Wendy’s he immediately turned towards me and began screaming.
I noticed his right shoulder raising, my first thought was he has pulled a pistol on me. (Several weeks earlier during a prayer one night I had spoken out that someone would be pulling a pistol on me, and this did happen, though several months later.)
Thus, I began turning but it was as though I was moving in slow motion. I also noticed at several tables people were jumping up from their tables. The gentleman suddenly stops screaming, with my back nearly fully turned towards him, I looked down expecting to see a pistol in his right hand, but he was merely pointing his index finger at me. It was at that moment I realized what he had been screaming, “I think you have something you need to tell me.”
I turned back to face this man and began walking towards him, saying, “Yes, yes I do have something I need to tell you.” I began telling this man how the Holy Spirit had whispered in my left ear three days in a row to lead me to the book, “Through the Fire Without Burning,” written by Pastor Dumitru Duduman, which tells of America’ destruction by a nuclear attack. I also told him of the pastor at LaGrange, Illinois who saw a vision of America’s destruction from a nuclear attack.
This man says, “Let’s move to a table, I need to tell you a vision God gave me in 1996.” After moving to a table this man begins telling me how he was shown a vision and it was as if he was looking down on all of the United States and suddenly seeing a puff of white smoke over Southern California, and seconds later another puff of white smoke appeared on the upper East Coast. He added that he drives back and forth from South Caroline to Upper Michigan each week and he is not familiar with the upper East Coast, but his first thought was, this is Philadelphia. Immediately after that thought, he says there was another puff of white smoke higher up, and he thought this must be Boston.
I jumped back in my seat and said, “You have seen the second major attack!” He says, “Then there are two more attacks coming?” I replied,
“Yes,” and then I tell him of Pastor Boldea's vision, and I told him that after reading of his vision last Saturday night I laid facedown and began crying out to God about this vision… It was during this prayer that I said, God, they must know to force the United States to back away from supporting Israel they will have to hit us a thousand times greater than what the Sept. 11 attack was.
I told this gentleman that his actions tonight were the confirmation I asked God for last Saturday night. This gentleman also told me of two other visions he was given. One was of seeing who he thought were Chinese troops coming ashore in Southern California but sadly, I cannot remember what his third vision was.
God has never allowed the destruction of a nation nor of its people before first sending His warnings, hoping that the hearts of the people might turn to Him to be saved.
To read the visions and dreams God has given Pastor Dumitru Duduman and his Grandson, Pastor Michael Boldea Jr., go to Hand of Help dot com.
Sadly, neither Pres. Trump nor all of The United States Armed Forces can save that which has been given over for destruction...
But Hallelujah; God's promises are just as real today as they have always been. Admit to God that you are a sinner and that you believe that Jesus died on the Cross for your sins, and rose again, invite Christ Jesus into your heart to be your LORD and Savior. Now go and tell others what God has done for you,
Blessings to All,
Saturday, August 8, 2020
Bible Study
Read Isaiah 38-42
Friday, April 3, 2020
My Great Awakening
It was Sunday, April 3, 1994, and even as I laid in my bunk that morning, in the sleeper of my tractor thinking on what had transpired in the past week with several personal encounters with the Holy Spirit, I knew there were even greater things to come, but what, I didn't know.
I was also a trainer, training new truck drivers in the art of traveling throughout these United States, and instructing new drivers on the safety aspects of entering the shippers, consignees, truck-stops, rest areas, and weigh-stations all across the USA and even into Canada.
Dennis C., my student, was sleeping in the upper bunk above me, we had met and were paired-up together in Schererville, IN. on Monday, March 28.
Dennis, with other students, had driven up from Dallas, TX., arriving approximately 9:30 that Monday morning. I had already been assigned a load for us to deliver to a UPS terminal in Chicago by 10:30, thinking this was "am" instead, finding out later that it was meant for 10:30 pm that night.
Arriving at the UPS that morning at about 11:30, I immediately started apologizing to the Receiving Clerk for being late. After checking our paperwork, the clerk at the receiving desk starts laughing, saying, "No, you're not late; in fact, you're eleven hours early." The clerk also informs us that our trailer wouldn't be unloaded before midnight.
Waiting is one of the hardest lessons the truck driver learns. Another student and I waited for four days in Seattle, Washington, for dispatch, and then when we finally did get a dispatch, we had to deadhead over 600 miles to the shipper in California. Waiting for dispatch, waiting for the shippers, waiting for the consignees, waiting in the weigh stations seems to be the most significant part of a truck driver's life.
The Receiving clerk instructed us as to where to drop our trailer and to park with the other drivers across the drive from his office.
It was precisely 10:30 pm when I spotted our trailer being backed in a dock door for unloading, and it was precisely midnight when I saw a UPS yard tractor pulling our trailer out from the dock.
After receiving our paperwork, hooking our empty trailer, and sending dispatch a satellite message that we were empty, I pulled out onto the I-94 Interstate heading back to Schererville.
I regretfully admit that even Christians have their moments of frustration and anger, and I was frustrated and angry for having waited more than thirteen hours for our empty trailer. Thus, I had the throttle of my tractor locked down as we were approaching the I-57/94 split, where there are two lanes for each interstate and a car in the right lane for Indiana. I moved to the left lane, and as I was passing this car, the Holy Spirit whispered in my left ear, saying, "You must get out of this lane now!" I screamed at Dennis, telling him I must get over now. Dennis screams back, "No, you have this car right here!"
I glanced in the convex mirror and saw that the tandem of our 53' trailer was even with the front of the car. I screamed, "I got a foot or two," as I was jerking the steering wheel hard to the right just as we were entering underneath the I-57 overpass where there is a hard left-hand curve marked at 45MPH.
I don't believe it was me that jerked the steering wheel like that because it would have met a crash for sure with the sudden jerking of the steering wheel first to the right and then another sudden jerking back to the left to avoid hitting the concrete wall of the overpass. We would have jacked knifed hitting the concrete wall and we would not have walked away from slamming head-on with the concrete wall, plus the car I was passing would have slammed into the trailer.
We were in an old International Cab-over tractor, which was governed at 60 mph, and as I am crossing the center-line, I suddenly see a car in the left lane just starting to push a car off the curve which had broken down just moments earlier.
With Chicago's CTA parking a train on the inside of this sharp left-hand curve after midnight just a few feet from this highway payment, plus the I-57 Northbound lane overpass, my view of any traffic ahead of us was minimal at best. Dennis seated on the right side could see a few feet farther around the curve than I could have. Neither Dennis nor I realized the presence of the two cars in the left lane until we were passing and missing them by mere inches and also the car that I had just passed.
After clearing the curve, I glanced at Dennis, and I could see that he was in shock with both hands still raised in front of his face and his eyes staring straight ahead. Upon my third glance to check on Dennis, he finally shook his head and turned to me and asked, "How did you know?" I replied, "The Good LORD shows me things, and He tells me things, and the Holy Spirit whispered in my left ear saying, 'You must get out of this lane now!'"
Had it not been for the Holy Spirit's warning, I most likely would have killed Dennis and myself, and maybe even the three men in the three cars on that curve that night. Thus, this was the beginning of a week that will never be forgotten.
I may not have the education nor the worldly wisdom which most have in this world, but what understanding I do have was given to me by the most loving Heavenly Father who is rich in mercies and blessings for those that seek a personal relationship with Him. I had learned several years early through visions and spoken messages both in my left ear and through my lips to others, that this is truly a spiritual world in which we live. For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places (Ephesians 6:12).
The following Friday morning Dennis and I arrived in Ft. Worth, TX. to make a delivery, but the consignee said that they couldn't unload our trailer until Monday morning. I asked the Receiving Clerk, "If we can get permission from our dispatcher, can we drop our trailer? He said, "Yes.' I sent a message to our dispatcher asking for that permission, and she okayed our request.
It was an hour or so later when an empty trailer was located in Carrolton, a suburb nearby. Hooking this empty, we sat there waiting for a dispatch message. An hour or so later, the keyboard beeps for an incoming message, and it read, pickup ASP in Waco, TX. for a Monday morning delivery in Southern California.
I told Dennis we have the load, but they don't have all the details, I have been to Waco several times to two different shippers who are no more than a couple of miles apart, so we'll head on down there, and we'll most likely get all the details for this load before reaching Waco.
As I turned onto the ramp for I-35E South the keyboard beeps, I asked Dennis to check it out, believing this was the information we were needing.
Dennis says, "Dispatch says that there is a problem with this load, go to Mesquite T/A. check with dispatch in the morning." I merged onto I-35E and took the next exit for I-635 East for Mesquite, as I was merging onto I-635, the Holy Spirit whispered in my left ear saying, "This load will not be ready until Monday." I glanced at Dennis and said, "I can tell you right now; this load will not be ready until Monday." Dennis asks, "How do you know that?" I said, "I told you before, the Good LORD shows me things, and He tells me things."
Saturday morning, I crawled into the driver's seat and sent dispatch a message. As I am laying the keyboard down on the dash, Dennis slides into the jump seat and he asked, "Are you checking on our load?" I replied, "Yes!" Dennis asks, "How long will it take to get an answer?" I said, "It's 7 am Saturday, they can't be that busy, maybe 7 or 8 min.!" Immediately the Holy Spirit whispered in my left ear saying, "This load will not be ready until Monday!" I told Dennis, "But I can tell you right now their reply will simply say, 'This load will not be ready until Monday!'" Again Dennis asks, "How can you know that?" I laughed and said, "I've told you, the Good LORD shows me things, and He tells me things, and this is what the Holy Spirit whispered in my left ear."
It was fifteen minutes later when the keyboard beeps, I grab the keyboard and read the message. I handed the keyboard to Dennis, and he read, "This load will not be ready until Monday!"
Sunday morning April 3, I crawled into the driver's seat and looked out the side window and see the small trailer used by the Chaplin maybe 200' or so away; suddenly the Holy Spirit whispered, "You must be in church this morning!" I thought to myself; God must have a message for me today in the sermon.
Dennis crawls into the jump seat. I turned to him and said, "Well, I can now tell you at least partly, why our load was delayed Friday." Dennis asks, "Why?" I said, "Evidently God has a message just for me in the sermon at church today, the Holy Spirit says I must be in church today."
A little while later, the Chaplin who lived in one end of the trailer came knotting on my door. He introduced himself as Richard Chamberlain, and he invited me to the service that morning. I waved my Bible at him and told him all that had happen to us since Friday and that I believed God had a message just for me in his sermon.
The sermon ended, and I sat there, shocked and upset with myself, thinking I had missed God's message. Chaplin Chamberlain was now standing in the aisle, casually talking with the four of us who attended his service that morning.
I wasn't listening to the Chaplin; I was trying to replay his sermon in my mind when he suddenly snaps his finger and says, "I have a tape to give you men." I was still highly upset with myself, and I didn't raise my head because of the tears in my eyes, thinking I failed God once again.
I hear Chaplin Chamberlain coming back down the aisle, so without looking up I held my hand up for the tape. He talked about this tape for a few minutes, and then he snaps his fingers again and says, "I have one more tape you men definitely need to hear!"
Hearing Chaplin Chamberlain approaching once again, I still would not raise my head, so I lifted my hand to receive this second tape. When he places this tape in my hand, I came flying out of my seat, screaming, "That's it! That's it! That's it!" In shock, the Chaplin begins shaking, and he is slowly backing up in the aisle, maybe an inch per step, asking, "What's it." I repeated all that I had told him earlier that morning when he stopped by to invite me to his sermon, ending with, "Well, I didn't hear God's message for me in your sermon, but this is God's message for me this morning," as I was shaking the tape back and forth in the air.
Chaplin Chamberlain told us that he had read a book titled, "Through the Fire Without Burning," which was authored by Pastor Dumitru Duduman telling of his life and how God showed him a vision of America's coming destruction.
America has been on the road of destruction by her own making for nearly 50 years or more. I have also been led to two others since that day who have also seen visions of America's destruction.
I have learned through the years of reading the Bible that one can ask God for confirmation to confirm as to whether a prophecy is true or not. If only one confirmation is received, then the prophecy could be altered in some way or another. If two confirmations were received, then it was a prophecy that would undoubtedly come to pass in God's timing and not before.
With each of these three visions in which I was led to, I prayed, saying, "God, if this is a true vision for America than You are required to give me two confirmations," and with each request, God gave me the two confirmations which I had asked for.
If interested in more information about Prophet Dumitru Duduman, please visit his ministry's website, Hand of Help Ministries dot com.
If you are having a hard time believing God interactions with man today as I have suggested, please look-up my post titled "The Greater Message," found in the archives posted on January 21, 2014.
Wednesday, January 22, 2020
God Called It, "Life At Conception"
I sat down in the back of the sanctuary and bowed my head trying to tell God that there was no way I had the nerve to speak about abortion to a bunch of kids who I didn’t even know. After maybe an hour or more of crying and telling God I just can’t do this, I opened my eyes and I see my feet moving. I looked up and here I am walking down the aisle towards the group of 20 kids or so who were now standing in a circle holding hands at the front of the sanctuary. I threw my hands up and said, “God, I guess you’re going to give me the nerve to do this, I guess a young girl in this group is pregnant!” At the end of the aisle, I turned towards the kids and the Holy Spirit whispered in my left ear, “Fix your eyes on Marcy!” Marcy and her husband Marlin were one of the first couples to welcome me into this church a few months earlier. Two girls parted hands and reached out to take my hands. I turned to Marcy on my left and said, “Marcy, God wants me to deliver a message to this group tonight.” Marcy permitted me to speak.
I started telling the group how I was an over-the-road truck driver and this past Tuesday morning was my first day off after being out on the road for five weeks. I told them I was homeless, living in my tractor and Tuesday morning I started my day with a cup of coffee in the driver’s lounge at my terminal watching the morning news when a driver walks through and says, “Dispatchers messed it up today!” Laughing, I asked, “What have they done now?” He says, “They have too many local deliveries and not enough drivers!” The driver continued out the back door and I could feel the pressure starting to build on my chest. God has done this to me before so I knew it was His doing. I said, “Please God, I need this day off.” The pressure continues until I jumped up and said, “Okay, I’ll call in.” As I was dialing Jackie, my dispatcher’s number I could feel the pressure dropping. I told Jackie, “If you needed me I could make a local delivery!” Jackie said, “You’ll have your info by the time you get back to your tractor.” Within thirty minutes or so I am Westbound on Rt. 60 for Long Beach.
I continued, "I was listening to a Christian radio station that was interviewing Pastor Alvin L. Howard, who was describing his ministry called, His Nesting Place. In this interview Pastor Howard said that since the Supreme Court's approval of Roe vs. Wade Bill, there have been approximately 35 million abortions performed here in America." At that moment I heard a young girl to my right cry out.
I continued saying, "After hearing of the 35 million abortions my memory of three messages that God has given me started replaying through my head; immediately after this the Holy Spirit whispered in my left ear saying, 'You must go to the youth group Friday night and tell your abortion stories.' This message was repeated over and over from that moment up until last night when I went to bed. Having been awake for two nights and three days up until last night hearing the Holy Spirit whispering this message in my left ear over and over. God allowed me to fall asleep last night and I woke up here at the front door a little over an hour ago.”
I must quickly tell you of three events beginning with the third event first. On the night of Jan 22,'97, as I was saying my prayers and praying about the abortion issue the Holy Spirit spoke in my left ear saying, 'I will repay America double for her iniquities!' This brought back the memory of the two previous events about abortion, so I cried out, 'What is it God, what do You want from me? God, I am just a truck driver, who am I that You would say this to?’ I was deeply troubled over the Holy Spirit's comment, wondering if God was planning to use me in some way to make a difference in someone's life."
The young girl who had started crying earlier was now noticeable more upset.
I continued saying, "The second event happens one night as I was asleep in my sleeper in Connecticut; I might have been asleep maybe an hour or so when I was suddenly awakened by a voice saying, 'As long as America allows abortion this nation is going down, down and down.' I believe this might have been in June of 1995. I jumped up to burst through the curtains to the front of the cab thinking there was someone there, but I found the doors were locked and the windows were rolled up. I closed the curtains and sat down on the edge of my bunk and said, 'As long as... As long as America allows abortion.... this nation is going down, down and down.' I laid back down that night, troubled and wondering what God was trying to reveal to me about abortion.”
At the time of the first event, I was living in LaGrange, Illinois and driving in the Chicago area. It was Saturday morning Aug. 1,'92 when I suddenly decided that I would visit the Museum of Science and Industry in Chicago. There was a large display of the different stages of the life of the Fetus. Each fetus in its jar with a plaque to the lower right of each jar explaining the developments of that stage of life. I had never seen anything like this before and I was becoming quite upset and teary-eyed viewing this display.
The young girl who had started crying earlier was now louder than ever.
I said, “Standing in front of the third to the last jar, I laughed at myself and said aloud, 'God, Why is this bothering me so?' Wiping my tears away, I said, 'Well, I have seen enough of this.' I started to turn to walk away, but my feet didn’t move; again I started to turn to the right, but still, my feet would not move. Looking at the fetus through my tears; I heard a voice whisper in my left ear saying, 'This was life at one time!' I jumped and quickly turned to my left to see who was speaking, but there was no one there. I turned back to face the fetus and then looked to the left and then to the right to see if anyone was watching me. I lowered my head to wipe my tears and then looked up and to my amazement, I hadn't moved, yet I was now standing in front of the next fetus, next to the last on this display."
I noticed at this point the young girl who had started crying earlier was now in the center of the circle, wailing with two friends at her side trying to comfort her.
I continued saying, "I studied this fetus' body and then read the plaque describing its developments at this stage of life. I looked back to the fetus through my tears and the voice again whispered in my left ear saying. ‘Man called this life, a fetus!’ I jumped and quickly turned to the left hoping to see who was speaking to me, but again there was no one there.”
I told this group, “I realized at this point that it was the Holy Spirit who was speaking to me. Turning back to face the fetus I quickly glanced to the left and then to the right to see if anyone was watching me, there was no one near me and no one watching that I could see. I lowered my head to hide the fact that I was wiping away my tears and again I raised my head to be shocked, I hadn't moved, yet I saw that I was now standing in front of the last fetus of this display. Wiping my tears, I began to study this fetus and then I read the plaque describing the development at this final stage of life just before birth. My eyes were drawn back to the fetus and again the Holy Spirit whispered in my left ear saying, 'But God calls this, life at conception!' Suddenly my feet bolted out to the right, not having ever been in this building before, I glanced ahead in the direction I was now moving and I saw a men’s restroom sign above a door. I thank God there was no one coming out this door as I hit it at nearly a dead run, and I thank the LORD that there was no one in the first stall. I quickly sat down and started crying out, ‘God, why did you do this to me? Who am I that You should do this too? God, I am just a truck driver, why have You done this to me?' I heard some voices that sounded as though it was two men at the basin. When I heard their voices I got quiet to listen to what the men were saying, but then I heard two men’s voices in my left ear, one was a coworker, Ron, who I had been working with for the past three months or so, and the other was another coworker, Mike, who I had worked with from 1982 to 1990 or so. Both men were saying the same thing to me, 'You say you’re a Christian man, so how do you feel about abortion?' I cried out, 'God, I have always said, I know it is wrong, but it is the woman body!' I suddenly realized that was my thoughts and not God's thoughts. I cried out, 'God, That’s not what your Word tells us, is it? We were bought for a price and that’s with the shed blood of Jesus Christ.'"
I turned to my left and begin pointing to each one in the circle as I was saying, "The message for this group tonight is..." I paused with my eyes on the one girl who was still wailing and then the Holy Spirit whispered in my left ear. I turned again to my left and began speaking the message to the group saying, "God can even forgive a sin as great as this."
Marcy begins a long prayer and after several minutes passed, Marcy closes her prayer. With my heartbreaking for this young girl, thinking she has already had an abortion; I started to walk over to put my arm around the girl to tell her, God has forgiven you, now you need to forgive yourself. But Marcy spoke out, "His message, that was for me, a long, long, loooong time ago, I had an abortion and I have never told anyone."
The young girl was Marcy's 15-year-old daughter who had just turned in a term paper that morning titled, "Abortion and Its' Effects on The Family"
Lying down in my bunk to begin my prayer that night; I said, "A long, long, loooong time ago, I had an abortion and I have never told anyone." Realizing it was the Holy Spirit Who had spoken this through my lips; I cried out "God, Marcy had never truly forgiven herself for the abortion, but You have made it clear to her tonight that You have forgiven her." I continued for the next several minutes to praise God for having used me to deliver His message of forgiveness to Marcy.
The greater message came that following Sunday morning at church, Jan. 24, Marcy and Marlin were the greeters. After speaking with Marlin I turned to Marcy and I started to say good morning but what came out was, "Marcy, God has a message for you this morning!” Marcy said, “Yes!” I said, “God wants you to know that you will see your daughter when you get to Heaven." Shock at what I just said, I stepped back and asked, "Marcy, did you know that your first child was a girl?" Marcy answered, "Yes, I told a nurse in the recovery room that I had to know, she told me it was a girl."
With all of this said, how could I not be a strong advocate for life?
This is the proof that God can forgive you for your past sins just as He has forgiven Marcy and millions of others.
In January 1991 when I cried out with godly sorrow for my past sins, asking God for His forgiveness and renewing my vow accepting Jesus Christ as my LORD and SAVIOR. He forgave me just as He will forgive you; God’s promises never fail.
I often ask God to help me to be more sensitive to the Holy Spirit, both to His voice and His very presence within me.
Godly sorrow brings repentance that leads to salvation and leaves no regret, but worldly sorrow brings death. 2 Corinthians 7:10
As I have said many times in the past; one last thing you might ask yourself, why would anyone subject himself to criticism and persecution by making such bizarre statements, such as I’ve made in this writing, if they were not true? God is my witness to the truth of what I have written here and if you choose to deny what I have said, it is your choice. But remember this - But the fearful, and unbelieving, and the abominable, and murderers, and whoremongers, and sorcerers, and idolaters, and all liars, shall have their part in the lake which burneth with fire and brimstone: which is the second death (Revelation 21:8).