About the Author

Have you ever wondered what it would be like to be the only one who understood the future? You have seen the movies and read the books, but what if I could promise you that very reality? It is exciting to understand what is hidden to the rest of mankind. What makes it even more intrusting is to discover that even the scholars of the religious educators haven't discovered the truth.

To embrace this information can put you at odds with your preacher, your church, and others who refuse to study the future, but would rather trust the religious leaders of our day.

If you want to know the truth about the future, I will share with you my story and the information I received about the future. You will find this information disturbing as you read it from your own Bible and question what you have been taught.

As a child I was somewhat rebellious to say the least. One summer some people came up our long gravel road in search of children who would attend their vacation bible school. My parents were Catholic, but because of my constant misbehavior, my mother thought a vacation from me might be in order.

I had attended Catholic school for grades 1 st through 3 rd and I was now in 4 th grade. These people seemed nice enough; they had watermelon, Kool-Aid and lots of stories. I remember they asked me if I believed their stories about Moses and Abraham and Jesus. I told them I did and I remember feeling close to the stories and the people. I received a small red Gideon's bible and that was the end of it or so I thought.

Something had happened that summer but I was not aware of it. I had truly believed the gospel that summer and thought nothing of it.

When I was in 8 th grade I felt the most extreme feeling the human condition will allow for this 8 th grader that moved in next-door. Suzanne Mullett was a heavenly creature and I had high hopes to spend eternity next to her. She told me she would need to marry a preacher, and that automatically excluded me.

Suzanne often asked me to trust in Jesus, but I only thought of motorcycles and parties. I wanted to earn money for a bigger motorcycle, so I knocked on doors to find some odd jobs. Some neighbor that had an air-stream camper and two Mercedes said he would pay me to wax one of his cars. I quickly said yes and he produced the wax. As I began to work the man stood there with his Bible reading and asking me questions. We proceeded to wax everything at his house. He was unsuccessful at converting me so he sent me across the main road to his brothers business.

His brother had a milk truck business and I was to grease the truck from underneath. It seemed like a made up job, after all who needs grease underneath their truck? As I began to grease the trucks with a grease gun, the man began his quest to accomplish what his brother couldn't. I almost have to laugh when I think about this man preaching to me while I am under the truck.

I didn't understand what God was up to, but God was actively in pursuit of my soul.

I joined the air force and found myself in training at an air force base in Denver Colorado. Wouldn't you know it my roommate was a Christian and he was always inviting me to the Assembly of God. I went out of curiosity, to see why he seemed so chipper all the time. I was thrilled with all the excitement and positive vibes, but now I just did not want to commit to anything I was not going to see through.

I got orders to New Mexico while all my friends were going to Okinawa Japan. I swapped my orders with someone and went to Japan. The night I landed president Reagan was shot.

My. how God is persistent, my reporting official was staff sergeant Steve Roth, a zealous Independent Baptist. This man was the real deal; he drove the Sunday school bus for the men on base, was a deacon in the church, sang in the choir, and was in charge of all my evaluations.

What was so hard to believe, was that this man was married to a beautiful wife had great kids and yet he took genuine interest in me. I was invited to his home after church each Sunday. I wanted what this man had, he was the smartest person in our shop; we worked on the avionics of the F-15 fighter.

I remember one day at work this man had me in the parts room and he was crying for my soul. He wanted my to be saved, but I just was not willing to at accept the responsibility of following all the rules that the Bible has. To this day I remember how broken this man was for me.

After my 18-month stay in Okinawa I departed in the summer of 1982 and my return flight on JAL airlines crashed in Tokyo international airport. The 747 was on fire and men in silver space suits were squirting foam in the engines. What would have happened to me if that was it?

My next duty station was Langley Air force base Virginia. I wanted to move off base and live in an apartment, however it was too costly for my income. There was a young man who always read his bible in our shop and no one really was his friend. He also wanted to move off base so I thought why not?

Craig Hotes was a funny guy; he tore out the back seat in his Vega and put massive speakers in the back of his car. He had wafer thin speakers on the roof, speakers here there and everywhere. He removed the front dash and installed this very big stereo there.

Craig loved contemporary Christian rock music. What was so odd about Craig was that he read his bible at home also. Craig would read his bible for hours on end. I think that was all Craig did.

Curiosity really started to haunt me. What could be so interesting that this man spent all his life in one book? I understand why the star trek fans do what they do, but what is it with this bible?

I thought I'd just take a peek in there and find out what has my roommate so memorized. I had already been reading some when I remembered the Vacation Bible School of my youth. I became captivated by this power over death this Jesus had and the continuation that the power had after Jesus had died. How each book spoke directly into me and I needed more and more information. I felt like a junky needing a fix of the Word. I started attending Maranatha Baptist Church with my roommate. I sat in the second row and gripped the pew for 3 strait months with white knuckles during the alter call at the end of each service.

Finally I had had enough, I did not care what that preacher wanted me to do, I was going to do it.

Dale Coffee, the pastor came right to me when I came forward, we both kneeled at the alter, and he asked me if I believed the Bible to be true. I said yes. He then took me to Roman's chapters 3:10, 3:23, 6:23, 10:9&10. He asked me if this meant me, meaning did this verse apply to me, if I believed in my heart then would I be saved.

At that moment in time I came to realize that Jesus died for me also. That his blood could pay for all of my sins also. Previously I did not believe that God could or would forgive all that I had done. It all came down to believing that what God said is what God meant. I thank God for that Day when I came to know Him as Savior!

This is where my story runs off the tracks. I was at work on a weekend with a girl that was in my shop. When all of a sudden I herd a voice as clear as day telling me that I had been chosen for a special task and I was being given information for this work.

As unbelievable as this all seems, there was information flowing into my brain at an incredible speed. I was only able to grasp segments or parts of the information as the bulk of the data was being dumped. I was able to ascertain that the information was about the end of time and that the believers were going to be here for the antichrists 42 months.

I was petrified! I considered myself at about average intelligence if not below average, and here I am communicating with a supernatural power. I think it would be more correct to say that I was being communicated to.

Needless to say I started studding the bible with a new vigor. I wanted to prove what I was being told. I wanted to justify the small bit of information I was able to grasp as this information was being transferred. I tried to find it in the bible and I brought it to my new pastor.

Pastor Coffee was understanding and kind, but he believed that this was impossible and went against the teaching he received at Tennessee Temple University.

Just like a typical teenager I pressed the subject thinking myself to be enlightened and I caused some friction with my new church. I did not understand what I was to do.

Through the last 22 years I have learned that the promotion of this information has met with extremely strong resistance and this complicated my ability to serve in churches.

I began hiding what I believed to the congregation and sharing it only with bible and seminary students. I have finally received clearance to preach and proclaim this message on a national setting. The time has come for the Christians to learn what must soon befall them.

I begin this journey with the full knowledge of what forces and resistance I shall encounter as I bear the burden given me of the Lord. To pull the cover off the antichrist's deception of what the bible really teaches about the end times. To reveal that there will be no pretribulational secret rapture that will allow the church to avoid the testing of the final generation.

This message wont fill the offering plate with a great abundance, this message won't be popular, and this message will cause division among those professing to be believers.

This message will prepare the true believer for what lies ahead in the immediate future.

May God bless all who read this book with assurance, enlightenment that grace to minister to those who need them.

Galatians 2:20

My Story (continued from my book)

I knew that I could communicate with the Father from and early age, but to me

He was just "God" . While in the Air Force during Christmas I was working

the day shift with a friend testing f-15 fighter parts at Langley A.F.B.

She was sitting at a table and I was running a test, when I heard a voice from Heaven.

This voice informed me I was chosen for a special task at the end of time. I was also told

the church was not to be raptured until after the tribulation. While the Lord spoke to me

I felt a feeling on the top of my head as the Spirit of the Angel was placed in me and the Lord

was speaking to me. I never asked the person I was working with if she saw or heard anything.

I was very startled and as time went on I was to find supernatural power had taken up lodging

within my my body. I experienced some da ja voo and visions but I really didn't dwell on this

after a year or two.

I might have forgotten the incident had it not been for the attacks of darkness trying

to control and probe this gift placed in me. While working at mission control (Building 30)

at Johnson Space center about 3 years later a man I worked with tried to enlist me

in the Rosicrucian's Masonic Witch program. He had power and was able to entice me

to send away for the Documentation. I was basically being trained by the Lord as to what

and who was the enemy of this gift placed within me and after 3 or 4 little booklets I quit.

My friend who got me the position at the space center was well connected and his wife

was a witch. She proved her abilities by communicating telepathically and next thing

I knew she was communicating through the cable TV to her control

in this witchcraft hierarchy. I was asked by her controller if I wanted to do what ever

it was that she was doing and because I was under her spell I agreed. She breathed out a

spirit into me from across the room and my abilities were changed a bit. I was able to

play guitar better for she had a few others living across the road under her control.

She was trying to build a rock and roll band with these that she had infected.

For 2 weeks this spirit was inside me and then when I reached for the Lord

the action and power of darkness was evident. Horrific assaults on me lasted

for one week. The Angel inside me fought off the daemons all week long.

I was not able to sleep all week long and the visions grew more intense.

even though I was not able to sleep I was as bright as sunshine every day

because the angel restored me and made me strong.

I moved back to the church where I was saved to start over again.

as time passed I moved around from state to state and attempted to project this

understanding that the Church was to go thought the tribulation with not much success.

Every pastor I had treated me as if I was a divider and not acceptable for the Church.

they always had some flimsy excuse as to why I should not teach this doctrine.

They all ignored the Word concerning this one thing and I was an outcast even though

I engaged in the work and was constantly laboring for the Lord.

Bus ministry and children's church. Mission preaching and visitation.

One night while standing in my kitchen the second week on January 2009

the Lord spoke even as He did at the first when I was in the military.

He asked me about the end of time and what I perceived the plan was.

I spouted off what He had placed within me, A woman "the Bride of Christ"

would sing to Jesus through the tribulation.

He then asked me who might fill this position and placed emphasis on the need for the

voice to be pure and Holy. I responded and while I was finishing the name

a solid and firm conformation was given and we proceeded to details.

It is my understanding that the angel that is now in me helped me to draft and present

this selection to the "chosen"

The hindrance of daemons clamped down on me has limited my ability to do just about

anything. The daemons tried to take me over with people in my church (creped in unawares)

casting demon spirits on me and causing me to error.

I learned quickly those who control and operate the churches are there because

Satan has them under control through dark powers within the Church.

They retain Holy people to put up before the church to appear holy however

the root of the churches are corrupt and bound for Hell.

I understand that there is a mixture of wheat and tares in the churches, but I can tell you

darkness prevails and controls them in these last days. Almost all the successful

and wealthy are stained with the darkness of Solomon witchcraft and they have received

the cursed spirits of the fallen angels to enjoy the benefit of this worlds wealth.

I never knew so many spirits could inhabit one body, but through the last year

Spirits have jumped inside me to create the tool God has designed me to be.