The Call Of God

Can people escape the call of God?

The first time I remember going to church was after my parents moved to Saint Louis when I was three.  It was a fairly large Baptist church with an active children’s ministry.

Then we moved to NWA (Northwest Arkansas) when my parents divorced.

Mom read to us out of the Children’s Bible.  After she read about Enoch, I wanted to live a life without sin as well.

So, when I was eight I went down to an altar to be saved in the Baptist church. I sincerely wanted the power to not sin against the Father of Truth (YHVH aka God aka THE LORD) like Enoch.  The pastor and deacons told me that Enoch was chosen by the Father of Truth for this, but it was not for people today.

They told me there was no need to live a life without sin since believers had eternal security.  They told me that the Chosen Few were chosen by predestination

In fact, they told me that believers were still sinners who could not help but continue to sin.  They made it plain that I would always be a slave to sin, but I would be saved in the end.

However, I longed to be freed from the monster within that caused me to do what I did not want to do.  They gave me no hope of that ever happening.

The weight of the promise that I made to Dad made life harder than it should have been as I grew up.  However, the weight of my sin was even more crushing.

I became even more sick and twisted after Grampa died.  Contrary to what I had been told, the more I sinned, the more I was convicted by the Spirit of Truth (Ruach HaQodesh aka The Holy Spirit aka The Holy Ghost) that I would not be saved if I continued to sin.

I knew that one day I would have to answer to the Father of Truth, and I was not going to escape the chamber of horrors by saying “My DNA made me do it”.  I was desperate to be saved from my sin and not just the penalty for sin.

When I was almost twenty everything changed,

I saw the transformation of the life of my cousin Carl, so I also took the deal that the Father of Truth  offers.  I came to the Man of Truth (Yah'shau aka Yeshua HaMashiach aka Jesus) in total surrender on 13 NOV 1982.

I told the Father of Truth that I would go to any country He wanted and was ready to become a martyr for the Man of Truth.  I only asked for Him to not send me to the Jews because I had been told by the religious professionals that they did not need the Man of Truth to be saved.

A few days later, I went out on the first real date of my life and asked Julie if she would marry me.  She responded, “Of course I will silly”.

Before we got married, Julie had some other things that she wanted me to promise her first.  She made me raise my right hand and promise the Father of Truth that we would never live in California where she had come from.  She however agreed to go with me to places like Saudi Arabia, if the Father of Truth called me there as a missionary.

So we created a ketubah that was written on our hearts instead of paper, even though we had never heard of one.

Not long after that, I found that Julie would have nightmares.  It soon became apparent that the Father of Lies had a hold on her like he had previously had on me.  I did not know what to do and I called out for the Man of Truth to help me.

Then on Friday, my boss called and asked if I would like the night off, which never happened.  In fact, he told me to take the entire weekend off even though I was not on vacation.

So, I called Aunt Laura and asked if I could come over for a visit.  She said yes, and we were off to Tulsa.

When we got there, I asked Carl if he had any plans.  He said that he was going to a Bible study and asked if I wanted to go.  So, off we went.

When I arrived, Carl asked me what I thought about speaking in tongues.  I told him that I had always heard that it was from the Father of Lies.  (This is what people in the Baptist and Methodist churches had said when I was growing up.)

During praise and worship, the Spirit of Truth told me to lay hands on Julie and command the Father of Lies to leave her.  Even though it was contrary to everything I had been raised to do in church, I complied, but nothing happened.

However, the music stopped and people all around me were praying in languages that I had never heard.  When one of them laid their hands on my head, I too began producing the sound of power.

It felt like I was on fire, and my hands were burning, but not in a painful way.  I commanded the Father of Lies to leave her alone in a loud authoritative voice and she passed out.  She never had another nightmare after that.

After that I joined the US Air Force and went to Greece.

My wife and I lived among the Greeks while there.  The nearest other American was about two Klicks (kilometers) (one mile) away.

Everyone around us spoke only Greek, except for our land lady who spoke a little English.  Everything was written in Greek around us.

The radio stations were only in Greek, except for the one on the Air Base.  Our SOFA agreement with Greece did not allow the Air Base to broadcast American television shows – even though the Greek televisions were not able to tune into American television channels.

It did not bother me at all.  I would spend every moment that I could praying in tongues on the rooftop.

The Spirit of Truth would reveal things to me while I was praying, and it was better than sex.  I would sometimes get very loud on that rooftop.

My wife Julie learned how to speak Greek very quickly.  She was fully conversational in six months but could not read Greek.

I had figured out how to read Greek within a month and soon I could read Greek fairly well, but I could hardly speak it.  So, I would read the Athens newspaper out loud to Julie and she would correct my mispronunciation of many of the words.

We would eat dinner with our landlord and his wife most evenings.  Greek food had a strong flavor like the food of the Ozarks, and I loved it.

While eating dinner one evening, the landlord asked Julie a question that she interpreted to me.  He wanted to know why I could not speak Greek at dinner when I had been proclaiming the goodness of the Father of Truth in Greek on the rooftop.

I had no idea that I had literally been proclaiming the Good News from rooftops.  This opened up a conversation about the Spirit of Truth.

In many ways life in Greece would have been paradise, if it were not for those pesky terrorists.  They were supported and trained by the USSR as part of their strategy to drive the Americans out of Greece so they could occupy it like the rest of the Balkan Peninsula.

Most of the older generation was thankful to have the Americans there because they remembered how the Americans liberated them from Nazi occupation and had kept them from being behind the Iron Curtain of the USSR.  This happened to the Greeks because of how they had treated the Jews.

During thousands of years of Jewish-Greco wrestling, they had come to gain a grudging respect for the Jews.  After many of the Greeks came into the House of Truth due to the efforts of Paul the Jew (Shaul aka Saul aka The Apostle Paul) and other Jews, they became very protective of the Jews.

They gave Jewish refugees cities to live in where they could continue to keep Jewish customs after the Roman destruction of Jerusalem in 70 AD and the Roman destruction of Judaea (that Romans renamed Palestine after the Philistines) in 135 AD.  Among these cities was Sourmena, the suburb of Athens that I lived in.

The bakery in Sourmena made fresh Challah every Friday and there were many other Jewish foods like Hamantaschen that appeared occasionally.  There were many other Jewish customs still practiced there, even though most of the Jews had left Sourmena in 1821 AD to build another city with the same name in Turkey.

I had no idea that these were Jewish things and thought that they were Greek things.  The Jews and the Greeks had become so intertwined, that it took a long time before I could identify which customs belong to which group and which were shared between them.

Despite this, the Greeks never lost sight of who the real Israelites were.  Even though Thessaloniki was seventy percent Jewish until the Nazis came, the Greeks that lived among the Jews there were still Greeks and the Jews that dominated Thessaloniki were still Jews that the Greeks protected.

Due to this close relationship between the two and legendary Greek stubbornness, the Greeks had refused to turn over the Jews to the Nazis when they invaded.  This infuriated Hitler so much that he put them on the list of races to be exterminated.

However, it was the Nazis who were exterminated and the Greeks who began to prosper.  The presence of the Americans contributed to Greece rising from the dead after it had been erased off the map by the Romans and Ottoman Turks.

However, the derelicts among the younger generation were enticed by the false promise of communism that other people would work to pay their expenses so they could live a lifestyle of drinking and debauchery.  Karl Marx had invented communism to support him in living this lifestyle.

So, about seventeen percent of the Greeks were members of the communist party.  The only thing that kept them from being able to start a revolution to take over Greece was the presence of the Americans.

Therefore, terrorist organizations like November 17^th were created to drive the Americans out of Greece.  These terrorists attacked Americans using guns, knives, and explosives.  They wore nothing to distinguish them from the rest of the Greeks, so they could launch an attack and then quickly disappear into a crowd.

Americans on the other hand were not allowed to carry any kind of weapons – even fingernail clippers were forbidden – under the SOFA agreement with the Greek government.  They were not an occupying military force like the Nazis had been. So, the Americans had to rely on outwitting the terrorists.

So, Athens was not a conventional war zone at the time, but neither was it a place of peace.  It was hard to explain this to other Americans at the time, for there were no terms to describe what was a unique situation for America at that time. 

It was only after America was given the call of 9-11 that terms like “asymmetrical urban warfare” and “IED (Improvised Explosive Device)” became standards that described what we were dealing with in Greece.  The only ones who really understood this at the time were the Israelis, but they just called this situation “everyday life”.

There were seventeen terrorist incidents – about one every six weeks – while we lived there and it put a lot of Americans on edge.  However, I knew that the Father of Truth had brought me there for a reason and would protect me.

I was also somewhat prepared in that the dirt at my feet had been kicked up by bullets and I had to take evasive action when I was growing up in NWA.  I had to outwit bullies all through my school years because I had not yet learned how to deal with a bully in the most effective way.

So, the Father of Truth was using this to instill a heroic spirit in me.  I did not know it at the time, but He was also preparing me to answer His call step by step at the time.

After my enlistment, we decided to move to Tulsa.

After we moved to Tulsa, I started watching Christian television shows.  Among those was one called Jewish Voice that talked about how the Man of Truth was a Jew and how to minister to Jewish people while standing strong with Israel.

The show also showed me from the Book of Truth that Jews could not be saved apart from surrendering to the Man of Truth.  It also showed me that Gentile believers had not replaced the Jews in the plan of the Father of Truth, because it has always been about the Gentiles.

The show also showed from scripture that Jews did not have any means to be saved without the Man of Truth.  They proved from scripture that he was first and foremost the Messiah of Israel .

I began watching other shows put on by Jews who followed the Man of Truth as well like Zola Levitt.  These shows proved from scripture that following the Man of Truth was a Jewish thing.

They explained the Biblical calendar and Biblical holidays.  They proved from scripture that keeping these holidays was not just a Jewish thing but was open to everyone who followed the Man of Truth.

They showed from scripture that these holidays were all about the Man of Truth from his death to his eternal reign in the New Heaven and New Earth.  I later realized that the Father of Truth was using the Jewish people to put on the greatest play ever when they kept these holidays in the way He instructed.

They also showed from scripture along with archeology and history that the Jewish people had been sent to the ends of the Earth and back again.  Even those that were part of the Lost Tribes of Israel were coming back to Israel.

They also showed from history that Christian Zionists had been part of the plan to make this happen.  It became plain that the Jews were not the forgotten people as I had heard growing up.

They showed how the Christian Zionists had an impossible dream to bring back the impossible people scattered all over the Earth to return to the impossible land that no one could survive in.  These Christian Zionists began the impossible healthcare in the most disease-ridden place on Earth as part of that dream.

They also showed how the impossible language had become the official language of the impossible country that was ran by the impossible government.  It was plain that Israel was the work of the Greatest Zionist.

I found all this to be very interesting given my interest in the Book of Truth, history, and archeology.  However, now if someone told me that they were Jewish and did not need the Man of Truth, then I would be able to show them from scripture why that was not true.

Then I was given the Call.

In 1995, I had a dream that changed my life.  The Father of Truth was plainly calling me to witness to the Jewish people as well as the Gentiles while standing strong with Israel.

During the grand vacation I took that year the Father of Truth confirmed my dream again through total strangers including on the only TV commercial I saw on the entire trip.  I had told no one except Julie about my dream.

Soon, I was in chat rooms on AOL discussing the Man of Truth with Rabbis.  They would often use a Hebrew expressions that I had not heard before and they would explain them to me.

I was soon using these terms in our conversations.  Slowly but surely I began learning more and more Hebrew terms until some of our discussions were more in Hebrew than in English.

Also, I got a Sky Angel subscription when it came out.  I soon learned how to read Hebrew from shows on it.  I soon began reading Messianic passages – albeit very slowly – in Hebrew.

I soon saw that some of these passages in the Masoretic Text did not agree with the King James translation.  However when I read these passages in the Greek Septuagint there was no disagreement with the King James translation.

Then I found a site on-line where I could examine the Dead Scrolls for myself.  When I read these passages in the Dead Sea Scrolls, the Hebrew there did not say the same thing as the Masoretic Text.  However, it did agree with the Greek translation in the Greek Septuagint.

So, this not only cause me to improve my Hebrew skills but also my Greek skills.  I could see the importance of knowing Greek as well as Hebrew when examining passages in the original language of the Original Covenant.

I had never stopped having dreams in Greek after I left Greece and even had one last month.  However, now I also had dreams in Hebrew as well.  Sometimes I had dreams in a mixture of the two that I call Grebrew that exists only in my head as far as I know.

So, I was having discussion with Rabbis and other followers of Judaism on-line about the Man of Truth.  I had learned how to disprove from the Hebrew scriptures every objection that they had.

I was answering the call, but it seemed like I needed to do more.  I was not sure what else I could do since I did know any Jewish people in real life.

I soon left my job at the community college to join Corporate America as a contractor. 

It turned out to be one of the best things I ever did.  The long periods of unemployment ended up working to my advantage.

During my breaks as a contractor, I had taught myself to read Biblical Hebrew better.  I became better versed in the teachings of the Rabbis, so I could refute them when witnessing to Jewish people online.  I was able to show them in Hebrew why the Rabbis were liars.

Then the contractor market in Tulsa dried up completely in 2000.  So, I became an employee of WorldCom.

By this time, I had quit eating anything that the Book of Truth called unclean.  No one had told me to do this, but the Spirit of Truth was writing on my heart the commandments of the Law of Truth

These things had gone from yum to yuck and I had no more desire to eat them than dog poop.  I wanted for dinner what the Father of Truth said was best for me.

We soon joined a new congregation.  I did not know at the time that this was part of my calling.

When I started laying hands on people at Family Church, I began resting and observing the Sabbath.  I was not getting any rest on Sunday, and I had been taught by Grampa to give the Father of Truth one day a week.  So, I spent a good part of each Saturday praying in tongues to prepare myself to lay hands on the sick each Sunday.

I also learned how to identify Jews.  So, I began playing an on-line game called “Jew Or No Jew” to see how well I did.

The game featured pictures of famous people and you had to pick the “Jew” or “No Jew” option under it.  You were scored based on how many times you made a correct identification.

According to the game, I only made one misidentification – Harris Ford.  It turned out later that Harris Ford was a quarter Jewish on his mother’s side - like I had told the game host when I protested my less than perfect score.

During this time I learned about things like Solomon knots that Jews living in Christian communities in rural America had placed in obscure places on their tombstone to identify themselves as Jews.  I had seen these before in cemeteries all over the Ozarks thanks to Mom’s morbid habit of stopping at old cemeteries to examine the graves.

So, there had been Jews scattered all over the Ozarks for almost two centuries.  It turned out that there had also been Jews scattered throughout the Ozarks when I was growing up.

I soon identified five families that were Jewish in our congregation of about seven hundred people.  I told each one that they had Jewish ancestry to verify that I was correct.

Two of them were very open about it.  One of them admitted it was true but asked me not to tell anyone else.

The other two denied it at the time, but it prompted them to look into their ancestry more closely.  They both reported later to me that I was correct but asked me not to tell anyone.

Like the Reluctant Jew, they had been clueless that they were Jewish until the internet made it easier to investigate their ancestry.  It turned their world upside down.

In 2002, Julie told me about some traveling exhibits that she thought I would be interested in due to my efforts to reach Jews.  I went to see a replica of the Tabernacle, an exhibit called “Abraham to Jesus”, a play called “The Covenant”, and finally went to the Feast of Tabernacles for one day.

After that, I started to keep the Feasts of Truth to the best of my understanding.  I started by keeping Passover with a Jewish couple in our church.

The only way I knew to keep it was what I had learned from my studies of the Rabbis.  They had a lot of traditions and had really made something simple, complicated.  Since I could not find a Messianic Haggadah, I made one myself that focused on the connection between the Passover lamb and THE LAMB.

I was very nervous in my first Seder.  However, this gracious couple put me at ease, and it turned out to be a lot of fun.

So, I now knew Jewish people in real life, but they were already following the Man of Truth.  Still, I continued to interact with them and the other Jewish couple to gain real life experience.

Soon, I started encountering Jewish people all over Tulsa whenever I went shopping or out for other reasons.  I was going to Jewish events like Shalom Fest often enough that many in the Jewish community would recognize me and greet me when I arrived.

This opened the door for me to tell them about the Man of Truth and how Israel existed because of his followers.  This shocked many of them because they thought that the False Church of Rome that had persecuted them for centuries were his followers.

I was beginning to get my stride in answering the call that I had been given.  I also had opportunities at work to talk with co-workers on the phone while we both waited for some process to finish before we could proceed with our work.

Then it all suddenly came to an end in 2008.

The economy tanked and the Jewish couple that I was friends with were forced to move away.  Soon, I was also laid off and began my first two year-long Obama vacation.

The pastor that I had helped start this congregation also moved away to pastor a congregation of six thousand in Florida.  He had told me that the Father of Truth had told him that he would being doing so one day and I had confirmed that this was true by the Spirit of Truth.

I had hoped that it would be this congregation because it was growing by leaps and bounds until a new district superintendent was appointed - who told him to stop doing all of the unconventional things that had caused it to grow.  That quenched the miracles that came from the Spirit of Truth.

Eventually, a new pastor was assigned to our congregation.  He kept a Torah scroll on his desk and seemed promising.

During the Obama vacation I had created a timeline that put in chronological order all the events from Act 1 to Revelation 3.  I had gone over most of the Renewed Covenant with a fine-toothed comb.

I had read most of the Renewed Covenant in the original Greek using the Greek I had learned in Greece, although it took some time to get used to the differences between that and Koine Greek.  I crawled through them slowly like I had done with Hebrew passages before.

I learned in the process that the Father of Truth had never changed the Sabbath to Sunday like I had been told by the religious professionals.  I was shocked to learn that Paul the Jew (Shual aka Saul aka the Apostle Paul) had never stopped keeping the commandments of custom, but only taught that Gentiles did not need to keep them to be saved.

It was apparent that the supposed conflict between the Law of Truth (Torah aka The Law) and the grace of the Father of Truth was a farce.  It was certain that Paul the Jew had taught the very opposite of what I had always heard called “The Pauline Revelation”.

During this time, the wife of the new pastor convinced him to start introducing things like Ash Wednesday into our services.  At the same time, I had come to see how evil Halloween really was after going to the trunk or treat that the church hosted.

I had revived the Easter controversy by refusing to participate in Pagan customs to celebrate Resurrection Sunday.  Instead, I was telling people that we should be saying “Happy Firstfruits”.

I was becoming like the Mensch who killed Christmas.  I wanted us to have nothing to do with practices that came from Paganism – which had started in Babylon.

Finally, I was kicked out of this congregation that I helped to start because I pointed out the errors in a teaching video that he showed.  The teacher in the video taught about a version of American Jesus that Oprah Winfrey would have approved.

I would not go along with false teaching to get along with anyone because I was following the most divisive man who ever lived.  The only way I could return was if the pastor returned to his original teachings, but he would not do so because this was what his wife wanted.

Soon after this, the Obama vacation was over.

Around this time, I watched a documentary called “Against All Odds: Israel Survives”.  It showed how the impossible military had kept Israel from perishing despite their attackers have every advantage over them.

It showed how Israel has developed the impossible economy despite being the only place in the Middle East without any oil.  This documentary also showed that Israel had survived and thrived despite the foolish decisions that their government often made.

I had come to realize that I needed to find a congregation that met on the Sabbath if possible.  So, we began visiting them.

Most of them were mixing the traditions of the Rabbis, which came from Babylon, with the teachings of the Book of Truth.  This was really no different than the Sunday congregations mixing the traditions of Paganism, which originally came from Babylon, with the teachings of the Book of Truth.

Not long after that, we found one last congregation by word-of-mouth on the internet.  So we went there, hopeful but cautious.

When we arrived, we were led to a guest house behind the main house that had been converted into a synagogue.  We did not expect what we would see next.

There was an Ark for the Torah on the left side, a giant Menorah next to it, and shofars next to a choir on the right side.

In the middle stood the pastor wearing his tallit.  He also had an electric guitar that he began playing blues music on after we had been called to worship by the shofar blast.  After praise and worship, he went into a short standup comic routine before delivering his sermon.

This was the most unusual congregation we had ever seen -  including the one that had started handing out rattlesnakes prompting us to leave early.  Still, it felt like home.

After the service, we had oneg (lunch) from a sea of crockpots, which was their weekly tradition.  It was followed by midrash (discussion of the scriptures).  It was the Sabbath all day and they were in no hurry to leave.

As I talked to the pastor, it became obvious that he was a Jim among men.  He refused to be called Rabbi, because the Man of Truth had said to call no man Rabbi (Matthew 23:8).  However, he was still new to a lot of this and needed my help in so many ways when it came to adopting Jewish customs in his services.

In Greece I had so immersed myself in Greek culture that most of the Greeks thought I was a Greek – as long as I did not talk too much in Greek.  I had done the same thing when I was called to reach Jewish people.

So, the members who had been to a synagogue were sure that I must have grown up in one since I was so familiar with the rituals that they had adopted from the synagogues.  However, I had only learned these from Christian television, my dealings with the Rabbis, and my attendance of various Messianic synagogues in my search.

However, I soon had to begin defending our new congregation from false teachers.

It was not long before midrash became a chaotic mess.  It became harder and harder to keep order in it each week.

First we were supposed to discuss the sermon for that week and then if there was any time left over, then we could discuss anything else that was on the minds of people.  This left only a short amount of time for these secondary topics and the discussion could not go really deep into each topic.

Often Jim would address one of these topics in the next sermon.  This gave him an entire week to research it.

However, in the next midrash the person who brought the topic up would be upset because Jim had shown what the Book of Truth said about the topic, and it did not match what they thought about it.  So, they started introducing the secondary topics early into midrash and took the focus completely off the sermon for that week.

Often these topics would be something that someone had created a controversy over to sell books.  They were rarely anything central to the teachings of the Man of Truth or any sermon that Jim had taught.

Soon, someone would challenge what the first person said about the topic, but the one who brought up the topic would get angry over anyone challenging what they said about it.  This would often devolve into a shouting match with both parties saying things to each other that had nothing to do with the topic.

Part of the problem was that the two parties would have two different translations of the Book of Truth that said the exact opposite thing about the topic.  They both were sure that their translation was the accurate one because it said what they liked about the topic.

Sometimes, I would be asked what I thought, so I would look at the Hebrew and/or Greek text to see what it said.  I would then show them the text and translate it for them.

They were able to confirm my translation for themselves with the help of a concordance on their phone.  However, if it did not agree with their position then they would not change their position to match the text of scripture.

Often, it would turn out that the manuscripts in the original language  - including the Dead Sea Scrolls -showed that they were both wrong.  Often neither side would admit this even though they could see for themselves that it was written in plain Hebrew or Greek.

The fact is that they were following someone who claimed to be a follower of the Man of Truth instead of following the Man of Truth.  They would not consent to his words because they were proud and knew nothing (1 Timothy 6:3-4).

Some of them advocated things like all people with black skin or red hair or Anglo-Saxon ancestry were Jews and only those with their favorite trait were the real Jews.  They completely ignored everything the Book of Truth said about the Jews being scattered among all ethnic groups throughout the Earth (Deuteronomy 28:64-65).

Others sought use Rabbinic Distort to bring in practices that were contrary to the commandments found in the Book of Truth.  Jim did not let any of these practices to be adopted because he came to see that the Rabbis were the source of Jewish trouble.

He had verified that the Rabbis forbade Jews from reading Isaiah 53.  He had also verified that they had literally changed the text of Psalm 22 in the Masoretic Text from what was in the Dead Sea Scrolls to keep Jews from recognizing that the Man of Truth was their Messiah.

The Father of Lies (HaShatan aka Satan Aka The Devil) had brought some of these people in just to cause division and strife.  Just like every other congregation I had been in, there were snakes in the leaves that the congregation needed to be protected from.

Then I got a new job that gave me new opportunities.

My second Obama vacation came to an end in the second term of President Obama.  I had not wanted to work at HCSC, but I could not deny that the Father of Truth wanted me there.

I began solving long-standing problems there with the help of the Spirit of Truth.  My methods were unconventional and upset some people, but the problems would never be solved by continuing to do what had failed for years.

Soon, I was invited to join a new project using new technologies I had never used.  The Spirit of Truth was helping me and soon even the instructors were looking to me to solve problems and explain how these new technologies worked.

Then we had contractors and consultants from Chicago as well as other places come down to help us.  Many of them were Jewish.

So, I told them at lunch about the Man of Truth.  They were curious why I was Torah Observant since I was a Christian.

I could talk enough Hebrew with them – often more than they could -to make them wonder even more.  They found it curious that I was so familiar with the customs of the synagogue and the teachings of the Rabbis that formed the various branches of Judaism.

I told them they needed to return to the Father of Truth by obeying the one who Moishe (Moses) said that we must obey (Deuteronomy 18:18-19).  I also warned them to return to Israel because America would soon turn against Jews.

None of them came into the House of Truth at that time, but I got them questioning everything that they had been taught about the Man of Truth.  I have not ceased to pray that the Father of Truth would send others to water the seed that was planted.  In the end, it is His work not ours (1 Corinthians 3:5-7).

Of course, I also told Gentiles about the Man of Truth.  I worked with a number of Greeks in Chicago over the phone who said that I spoke Greek better than they did.

The project was going great, and we were winning awards.  All of our management team was located in Tulsa and that really helped us work together to get things done quickly and effectively.

This Tulsa team was showing that it could outperform every Chicago team in every metric.  So, jealousy caused people at the headquarters in Chicago to take action to put an end to this.

The Tulsa team individual contributors on this project were soon assigned new managers in Chicago.  These managers began to grade people more on how well they conformed to Chicago values than actual work performance.

This was formalized in a new performance rating system that matrixed in things that had absolutely nothing to do with contributing to the success of the project.  In fact, those things only made up 20% of the score.

Given equal weight to that was “Reflecting Company Values”.  The values of anyone are determined by their political views and religious beliefs  - and they demanded that those match those of the company headquarters in Chicago.

When Chicago Man, my new manager, asked me about my talking to Jews and Gentiles about the Man of Truth at lunch, I pointed him to the company policy.  He did not like it, but company policy did not apply to us when we were at lunch outside of company property.

The project suffered terribly from this attempt to force people into the company mold.  Many of our most productive team members left to work for companies that valued them for their work.

I was especially problematic for Chicago Man and those behind him.  The leader of the scrum of scrums had told them that I was the heart and soul of the project.  If I left the project it was doomed to failure.

I had shown that the harder I was pushed to conform, the harder I pushed back to not conform.  So, Chicago Man took another tactic where he told me that I needed to improve my soft skills (which was true).  He then enrolled me in classes to do that.

A lot of the principles that they taught could be helpful if used by people with good intentions but could also be harmful if used by people with bad intentions.  Some of the instructors admitted this but insisted that most people had good intentions when they used them.

It did not take long to see that a lot of these classes encouraged people to go along to get along.  They discussed reasons why everyone should adopt this approach.

However, I would not go along with evil policies to get along with evil people.  I would not be a good Nazi and throw Jews into the oven when ordered to do so.

Also, there was something that they kept hinting at, but did not want to go on record as the one who said it out loud.  They seemed to hope that people would figure it out for themselves, but I could not figure out what it was that they were not saying.

Ultimately, the entire system for having good soft skills were the opposite of what the Man of Truth had taught and done.  If he had written a book on this, it would have been titled “How to lose friends and irritate people”.

At my next performance review, Chicago Man gave me a two out of five-star rating.  I got my lowest rating in “Reflecting Company Values” and a perfect rating in the only section that pertained to actually doing my job.

He told me that I needed to learn to play The Game.  When I asked him to clarify what he meant, he looked very uncomfortable.  He refused to explain what he meant by the game was or how to play it.

It took me a lot more study to finally understand what it was that he and the soft skills instructors were hinting at but refuse to say out loud.  Once I understood what it was, I was determined to never play it.

He seemed to think that denying me my bonus and cost of living increase would get me to bow to his idol, the company, but he was wrong.  I counted it all joy to be persecuted for telling Jews and Gentiles about the Man of Truth (James 1:2-4).

A few months after that, I had my last conversation with the Jewish consultants.  They had seen my conviction about the Man of Truth and how I had never backed down in the face of persecution.

Shortly after that, I was taken off the project and later fired for not going along to get along as happened to many other people across America.  Corporate America had decided that being seen as supportive of the Woke agenda was more important than taking care of their customers and employees – even though it was causing formerly prosperous companies to go broke.

It did not take long after that for what had been the most successful project in the company to go down in flames.  They had spent over three hundred million dollars and had nothing to show for it – except the webservice that I had built all by myself.  The Father of Truth had cursed those who had cursed me.

By this time, the situation at our congregation had gotten worse.

Jim contracted a fatal disease, but he was determined to finish his course.  However, this made it harder for him to fight off the wolves that came to destroy his flock.

Fortunately, I was able to help some.  We prevented people from teaching out of the Book of Enoch and other books that were not part of the Book of Truth. Others were driven off who claimed that the Book of Daniel did not belong in the Book of Truth because it contradicted their doctrine.

After Jim died, most of the other remaining men left the congregation.  There was just two families and some single women.

His wife replayed sermons that he had preached before each Sabbath.  However, at midrash people began asking me a few questions about the sermon and whole lot of questions about other subjects.

Then his wife started bringing her friends from before she had started following the Man of Truth into the congregation.  Then she invited a guest teacher that her friends really liked.

This man taught about the Greater Exodus.  When it was over, I asked about verses within the same chapters that he had taught from that contradicted what he had taught because context is king.  He really did not have any good answers to my questions.

He was very civil and said time would tell if he was right.  However, her friends were angry that I had dared to question what he had taught.

Not long after that, his wife asked me to leave the congregation.  So, I wrote a fair well e-mail and encourage people to take care of the widow of Jim.

However, some new people had started coming and they asked if I could continue teaching them.  The Covid shelter at home order was in effect and his wife did not have the focus to run an on-line service.

Jim made great presentations each week, but all I had was the Word of Truth.  However, they said that was enough.

The entire Messianic Movement had become very different since the shows I had watched on Christian television.  The Judaizers that the Book of Truth had warned against had taken it over and rebranded it as “Hebrew Roots”. 

They were teaching that Gentiles had to become Jews to be saved by observing the conditional commandments that only applied to Jews.  They rejected the Covenants of Promise in the Law of Truth (Torah aka The Law) and would not consent to the words in it.

They spent none of their time, talent, or treasure in carrying out the Great Commission.  Instead, they were embroiled in the Rapture Controversy – claiming that the entire thing had been invented by an American in the late 1800s. 

So, they rejected the teaching of the Man of Truth that only the worthy who were doing the work he commissioned us to do would be raptured. They flat out rejected the very words of the Man of Truth -  who flat out said that the worthy would escape all of the tribulation and stand before him (Luke 21:35-36).

They were constantly mixing in the doctrines of the Pharisees that Rabbinic Judaism is built on as well as that of the Sadducees that the Karites come from with the teachings of the Man of Truth.  This was contrary to his commandment to have nothing to do with these very doctrines (Matthew 16:11-12).

Instead, they were breaking the commandment of the Torah to obey the Prophet like unto Moses (Acts 3:22-23).  There was no reasoning with them nor even convincing them with scripture because they were despising the manna.

I was worn out from trying to clean up the Messianic Mess.  I wanted someone who taught the Book of Truth, the whole Book of Truth and nothing but the Book of Truth like Jim had strived to do.

However, after praying about it, I consented to pastor this small congregation on Zoom each Sabbath and High Sabbath.  I still pastor it on Zoom to this day, but I have congregants from the other side of the world as well America now.

I have continued my efforts to reach Jews as well as Gentiles since then - both on-line and in real life.  I have fully answered the call on my life.

So, what would have happened if I had not answered that call?

I could have tried to ignore the call as if it had never happened.  I could have run from the call to try to get away from it. 

I could have kept stubbornly refusing to answer the call.  I could have neglected the call in pursuit of other matters.

I could have done many things besides answering the call.  The only thing that I could not have done was escape the call.

When the Father of Truth calls you to do something, there is no escape from it.  It will always be there and affect everything that you do until you either answer it or die.

The gifts and the calling of the Father of Truth is without repentance – whether it is to an ethnic group like the Jews or to an individual like me (Romans 11:28-29).  There are no takebacks as if He made a mistake in calling someone to do something to fulfill His will.

You might try to ignore the call, but you will never have peace until you do.  It will bother you night and day until you answer it like Jeremiah (Yerimayahu) (Jeremiah 20:9).

You might try to run from His call on your life, but He will make your life miserable to get you to answer the call.  He might make you suffer terribly until you change your mind like happened to Jonah (Yonah) (Jonah 2).

You can keep stubbornly refusing to answer the call and even go to great lengths to do the very opposite of what He called you to do.  However, He might rule over your with great fury to get you to answer the call like He will do with the nation of Israel (Ezekiel 20:30-38).

You can neglect the call in the pursuit of other things, but you will never be satisfied with them.  He might bring you to the place where you realize that the only source of satisfaction is answering the call like Moses (Moishe) (Hebrews 11:24-28).

So, if the Father of Truth has called you to do something then do it no matter what it costs you.  You will never cease to regret not answering the call just like the rich, young, ruler (Matthew 19:21-22).

There is nothing but misery for those who do not answer the call, so they often end up answering - either because they were led or because they were herded (1 Corinthians 9:16-17).  Whatever it costs you to answer the call, it is nothing compared to what you will gain from doing so (2 Corinthians 4:17).

The call to repent has been given to everyone and the cost of not answering it is endless misery.  The Father of Truth raised the Man of Truth from the dead, so everyone can know this (Acts 17:30-31).

So, answer the call to come into the House of Truth.  Everyone who answers the call will be chosen to dwell with the Father of Truth, for He does not want anyone to perish in the fire (2 Peter 3:9-13).

Do not be a fool by calling the Man of Truth “Lord” without answering his call to obedience (Matthew 7:21-27).  Everyone that answers his call because they believe that his Father raised him from the dead will be saved (Romans 10:9).

Come into the House of Truth!