I wanted to make a post but I am having a very difficult time. The internet was too slow to type. I had to shut down almost every window and restart the computer to get it to respond. In all it took a half hour later to get my computer to even work. Let me say this there is a devil and he is the enemy of God. What I want to write about is that pastors are too young to preach. I have been studying deep into the Bible for 22 years. That includes all ancient translations with intermixed studies of modern Bibles to see the folly with modern Bibles which are all corrupt. I study the King James Bible mostly but I compare the older translations diligently. I have studied a lot of the Greek, Hebrew and Aramaic the language behind the King James Bible. I have made diligent comparisons with the 1388 Wycliffe and with the Latin Vulgate from which it was taken. I have studied the ancient Spanish now I will tear this title up: The Sagragas Escripturus of what is the date 1569. I have studied the 1560 and later versions of the Geneva Bible. I have studied the Great Bible of 1541. I have compared word searches of a lesser extent to the Erasmus 1519 Latin New Testament and Latin Vulgate. I have studied the back of the Strong’s Exhaustive Concordance. I am in the process of buying a Dead Sea Scrolls book and a Dead Sea Scrolls Bible. I have had limited studies of the Apocrypha of the Old Testament and limited to no studies of other Apocryphal books. I have studied hours of YouTubes concerning the Bible. There is still a lot of books I need to catch up with. Sadly, I put a lot of studies into man’s false wisdom and including the “white lies” of Ellen G. White. Some of my studies even included the Jehovah’s Wandering Witnesses. I have spent a lot of time in churches so that I am so tired of churches I can’t stand them anymore.
I am convinced of the following. Pastors that study theology are not well equipped enough to preach without years of experience in the King James Bible and at the bare minimum the Greek Hebrew and Aramaic behind it. I have studied deep at times in the Bible but at other times I have not studied the Bible as I should. I am convinced a pastor needs at least 20-30 year’s experience in the Bible before ever touching the pulpit. I am finding flaw after flaw in church theology. I am mostly studying the King James these days but I have come to the conclusion I am not prepared to preach. While most of what I write is sound doctrine I realize I have sinned and missed the mark. I am still not prepared to preach. I am just beginning to understand the Bible and its deep meaning. Right now, I am deeply studying Isaiah 29-30 and am seeing I need to read it even more. The Bible is just starting to make sense and truly God blinds our eyes from the truth not because we are stupid or ignorant but because lack of experience.
Now I want to tell you I am no saint. I fail continually to meet up to God’s standards and everyone I mean everyone will learn truth whether they want to or not.
(Isa 54:13) And all thy children shall be taught of the LORD; and great shall be the peace of thy children.
It is not just memorizing books of the Bible, dates, nations, verses and more it is a relationship with God. That relationship starts with reading the Bible. Maybe with my failing memory I am too hard on myself but I don’t think God wants me to become complacent either. I am a hypocrite but there is more. Some people, and I include myself, have the greater responsibility as Christians than others. The problem is I know I will never be taken seriously. I used to show up to Bible study with the King James and a Strong’s. God help the times I showed up with an even older translation. God help me for teaching Latin or the Wycliffe. I want to say I love God and I know I do but I wonder how God feels about me who I am aiming to please.
I think a lot of the times we are setting our sites too low for God. We want the fame, the instant gratification that comes with preaching but do you know there were only three preachers mentioned in the Bible. Noah was one, King Solomon and the Apostle Paul the last. Jesus had a separate title. As for one he is the Christ, the anointed of the LORD, and the title of Rabonia spelling and Word didn’t help. Where do we get the fancy titles from? I just don’t think any of us are qualified and those that are need to look in the mirror as I am doing now. Maybe its too many chiefs and not enough Indians. Maybe its too many Bibles with not enough truth when we have the King James. Maybe it is far too many denominations with too many splits every time a certain pastor sees something different in his or her modern lying Bible or the Bible, they wrote themselves. Maybe there just needs to be a little love and peace. One thing I have learned in the Bible is that God wants us to love each other. Bibles aside churches aside pastors aside maybe God wants us to love each other and to do our best, and here I stand guilty, to forgive one another. I am sorry to tell you this but churches aren’t about fame or money. Its about a King whose name is Jesus. We say salvation is a free thing. Nothing is free. Health care ain’t free, food ain’t free, HUD ain’t free, welfare isn’t free; I mean someone has to pay the price for freedom and that includes freedom. Maybe the JW’s and SDA church should realize if it weren’t for a veteran who served your church might become a place of Muslim worship. My final point is salvation isn’t free either because someone had to pay that price. That provider and savior is LORD Jesus Christ. He paid the price for our sins and before you go around boasting “I’m saved!” realize there is more to the Bible than Romans 10:9 and 10:13. If God wanted us just to be saved maybe we just need salvation cards and not an entire Bible. Maybe if you are a pastor you need to realize that God is a loving God and wants us to stop our differences. You don’t need hundreds of different Bibles all trying to steer you the wrong way. All the denominations are confusion and God:
(1Co 14:33) For God is not the author of confusion, but of peace, as in all churches of the saints.
Maybe man with knowledge or not, is trying to direct you the wrong way. Maybe all he cares about is your name, your number in his or her church, and the thickness of your wallet. Maybe this is the reason my computer gave me so much grief because Satan knew this was what I wanted to say. You can’t throw a couple of dollars away in the tithe box and expect your eternity card to be punched. I’ve made one pastor and his church happy with tithe money which I am pertaining to one pastor who became addicted to my wallet. I may not give much but I don’t have much and I did stop giving years ago because I realized the flaws of churches. I’ve heard of pastors making as much as $20,000.00 a year, but if you paid me that in a regular salary you would have some unbelievable sermons: The problem is you would hate my sermons because I don’t tickle ears. I don’t preach the easy way. I preach that life has consequences. I preach that there is death and there is hell. I preach what the King James Bible says by carefully reading it. I preach not to throw away your salvation the day after saying yes to Jesus. For time sakes and capacity sakes I will stop here. Just know you don’t have to give to a pastor to get saved. You don’t have to digest the Bible everyday to get saved. You don’t have to attend a church to get saved. God knows most churches are all wrong anyhow and the pastor that speaks to you. You can have church in the privacy of your bedroom; in fact, you don’t even need a Bible to get you to heaven if you are in some country that banned them. In the midst of chains and a cold prison cell God is there. In the depths of some hellish nightmare buried in sins God is there. God is there in the trenches with you and that includes the Marine behind enemy lines. God is there in sickness and in death, and ready to hear your cries. God is there when the gavel pronounces guilty. God is in your midst everywhere you go because why. Because God is love and we should be love also. And maybe that is the key to the Bible because that is what God is asking, “love.” Amen…
As a Christian Criminal Oxymoron
Is it the lies we stand behind? God sees through the darkness.
(Job 34:22) There is no darkness, nor shadow of death, where the workers of iniquity may hide themselves.
Lies won’t work in the day of judgement. What hurts me is that my mind could have been so twisted. How could I have ever done such wickedness. How could I ever take such lies and abuse from such a fool as Todd Jessie Garton. It hurts because the person in Oregon over two decades ago was full of demons. I looked in the mirror and I swear I saw something else. The truth was not a lie and I was in shame. Once I got to jail, I did not try to hide the truth for one the investigators who I learned to love drug all the truth out of me. Was the judge wrong or was I wrong. What right did I have when the gavel swung down? The judge wasn’t the sinner I was.
My rights were sworn away and I was in the wrong. What could I say and what could I do? I sinned against God and man. How can a criminal hate those in law enforcement? How can we fight against the guards and correctional officers? They didn’t sin. It was our sins that got us where we are.
Still I watched them fight. They fight all the way even some to the execution chamber. Furthermore, what gives you the right to choose injection over electrocution. We want the painless way so we choose the injection. How painless was her death I ask? Carole didn’t get a fare choice, but somehow Todd does get a choice.
I should have apologized. I should have said how wrong my part of the crime was. I changed but really prison was where God wanted me. Had it not been for eight years seven months I wouldn’t have changed. I had to see the absolute hatred and wickedness of humanity. I had to hear all their lies. I had to sit down with the Bible and learn. I had to realize concrete walls don’t give at the blow of a punch. I had to realize I couldn’t force my way out or ease myself into a pardon. I was not a senator or great high leader, I wasn’t some big public figure I was a name and a number. I was a no one and I remain a no one. The only way to overcome the stigma is to do something right and for the last 22 years I have really been trying. I realize God was right all along and it was not by fame or money I would succeed. Maybe it is another prison sentence a wrong to become a right. Maybe it is lying down on a guillotine’s business end to declare to loving Jesus before the blade falls. Maybe it is standing before a pit lined with bodies professing “Thank You Jesus,” before a firing squad. Maybe that more defines a heroic act just like all the other martyrs before me.
Truly I am thankful of prison because the time I had to get right with God. Maybe love is stronger than a gate of steel, or the fastening of steel belly cuffs and leg chains. Maybe it was the time to read the Bible which gave a strong foundation for where I am not. Without that foundation of time and time well spent with God there is more to life. Maybe God can make your meals just a little tastier than the other God hating men. Maybe God can absorb the lonely thoughts that make a man grieve. Maybe you can see that your friends are those not in the prison cell but rather those holding the keys. And what more to warn the Correctional Officer that he opened the wrong cell by accident: That was the cell the workers were working on and had all kinds of devices to be used by inmates for war. Maybe it was telling the CO’s that such and such man started the fight. Maybe it is truth verses lies and love verses hate. Maybe it’s the realization that all the hate in the world can’t silence the love in Jesus Christ. Maybe a little love in Jesus and the realization he is more than real can bless just one man or woman to seek the LORD Jesus and to learn the way of love.
It is also realizing that while so many criminals are there for a reason love in Jesus doesn’t mean you can’t reach them. So many times, I was prodded to speak about Jesus to people I never wanted to preach to, to do it anyways. Maybe we can learn from the prophets that living right doesn’t mean you will be loved. Maybe rather than becoming whatever you can be in a prison gang realize you will owe them favors after prison and it may lead you back to prison all over again. Maybe in jails and prisons inmates can choose their friends wisely realizing a lot of “friends” want to keep you down. Maybe a better friend may turn out to be the black man that all the inmates said you had to hate. Maybe it is learning a little Spanish, or telling the Jewish man he has a Messiah and he has already come. Maybe its teaching that there is still a chance to be forgiven. Maybe it is letting people know that through death by fellow inmates means life in heaven. Maybe its learning the Bible or as for people like me teaching it’s truths. Maybe this final cup won’t be all that hard to drink. Knowing from dreams where God wants me I’m willing to serve God in death or life in a FEMA camp, imprisoned, or at the business end of a guillotine. Life has its challenges but life also includes rewards everlasting. Whatever our future whatever our past, know that God’s hand is reached out still.
(Isa 9:17) Therefore the Lord shall have no joy in their young men, neither shall have mercy on their fatherless and widows: for every one is an hypocrite and an evildoer, and every mouth speaketh folly. For all this his anger is not turned away, but his hand is stretched out still.
Have you seen enough vanity behind prison walls wondering if there is ever a man that loves you for the person you are? Maybe he can’t tell you or fears respecting you because of fear of men. I learned to love all of you for you and because you are right and I am wrong.
(Jer 17:5) Thus saith the LORD; Cursed be the man that trusteth in man, and maketh flesh his arm, and whose heart departeth from the LORD.
Inmates fear standing up for the truth because they haven’t realized Jesus Christ will protect them. It’s all over the Bible. Stand up today and pray for your Correctional Officers. They have a job protecting the public from the hell you and I as inmates created. Realize God won’t let you down and God ends prison sentences even if in heaven. Maybe in these last days we can realize God is love and though so many hate the truth many see the hypocrisy. Prison and jail chaplains need this word too when all they see in church is a breeding ground for filth and lies. I’ve seen churches in prison that became more wicked than Sodom and Gomorrah. I stopped going to church because it became a very dangerous place and a breeding ground for hateful acts of men. I am so sorry God. I am sorry for what you put these righteous men and women through including the pastors who want to serve God but from what I saw became bitter as hell. I am sorry to put it that way but hate’s champion is Satan. God’s champion is Jesus who loves you so much. There is still time for you to see that love that Christ Jesus bought for you on Calvary 2000 years ago. For inmates; love is not found at the mouth of a bottle, the point of a needle, the barrel of a gun, the self-inflicted suicide but I say this in love: Love is found in the name of the LORD Jesus Christ. He paid love’s price and he paid it for you. Here I am speaking to sheriffs, wardens, guards, CO’s, judges, district attorneys, investigators, and yes let’s not forget the Corps for I am a former Marine.
You must read this it is extremely important: At least the first paragraph.
I have seen first hand the wicked evilness of inmates. Todd Jessie Garton never head a goat head and pictures of Satan in his house. He was craftier than that. I never saw him actually practice black magic but he was a wizard and very evil. The spells Darrel Martin and Todd Jessie Garton cast on me in the summer of 1998 have effected me horribly and I live with the consequences of their spell casting to this day. You need to have Jesus. All law enforcement and military both need Jesus because the enemy casts spells and prays to Satan for power. I just want you to be aware I have sat in a lot of cells with a lot of demons and they want you to fail. Their hearts are so into evil and the black magic they practice is so real. No I know the Devil has no power at all in comparison to that of Jesus. It is through Jesus we gain victory over powers of evil. Without Jesus Christ in your life a wicked spell from an inmate could harm a love one or even yourselves. Pray daily several times a day. You should all pray for your family and loved ones at morning and at night especially when you get to work or on your way to work as you start your car. Also pray as you are leaving work and coming home. Pray also at night before you go to bed that you sleep well and that you don't have nightmares. You may think this is all trivial but the powers to be hate you. If God doesn't answer your prayers right away keep praying and get right with God and read the Bible preferably a King James but if you are a beginner read a modern Bible so you don't get discouraged. If you think inmates just sit around and talk think again. Be careful even touching inmates stuff because it could have curses put on them. Inmates are always thinking of evil and you are their target. People like Todd Jessie Garton practice evil and they pray for your harm. As a former criminal I pray for your protection when I hear sirens. I pray success and safety for the police and for the criminals to have justice be served. I pray for your protection and for your enemies to be caught, shot, or in prison to rot. In eight years seven months I got respect from a handful of friends. Two were Marines and one was a black man. Whites hated me because I wouldn't conform and fight. Blacks hated me because most are just pissed off. I'm half Irish and I never even thought the first Irish settlers were slaves. No offense to black police officers but this BLM thing has gone way too far. Why they dwell on poor me and how they need more entitlements is pardon my language but B.S. Mexican's are so segregated within themselves, Bulldogs, Southerners, Northerners, Pisces what the heck. I had one choice White Power. I chose to run by myself and with God and all my friends in law enforcement. You have the guns and you earned my respect after all once a Marine always a Marine except this time my only weapon is the Bible. I recall defending my judge and DA's in prison and my cellmate hated me. He kept telling me who I could run with and who I couldn't. I knew already I couldn't and wouldn't conform. I think a rat is a prisoner that goes around telling other inmates what so and so did. The bolder I got with God the more and more I worked with law enforcement. I just want to let you know I love all of you very much. LORD Jesus I pray right now for all law enforcement that you keep their families safe, keep them safe on the go, at home and at work. Amen.
I created Law Enforcement for Christ years ago as one of many other sites I later dropped. For a while I decided that I had too much information and that it needed to be in books: One day I may drop them again but that all depends. What I want to explain is that I am on Law Enforcement's side. I lived lawlessly and righteously and the law of love, what I learned, is far more powerful than the law of hate. Just seeing, the coward he is; Todd Jessie Garton's prison mug shot with beard and bald head is the face of evil I never want nor wanted to be.
I realize now after years of Christianity I still get no forgiveness from certain law enforcement, including one rather cold law enforcement pastor, that you can't change. [I love Steve actually I love them both now. I had to have a real change in my life and I realize I must be more loving.] I am here to tell you I love you so much and that is all forms of law enforcement including Boarder Patrol. You don't have to love me and that is not what I expect but rather please forgive me. I don't know what to write to you or speak to you other than when I was 19 I stood at the gate of Lower MEF Camp at night with 30 rounds in my M16A2 Service Rifle with a jungle in front of me I wasn't a kid anymore. The NPA was out there and I didn't know what to expect. Our ammo, bayonets, and body armor, was on another ship because some butter bar thought he was wiser than us enlisted. I know I heard explosions off in the distance and no fear of prison, inmates, or locking steel doors can ever produce fear like that.
Every time I hear sirens I pray for law enforcement. I pray for all first responders. I know police men and women everyday just like in combat; don't know from one day to the next if they will return to their families. It seems every time I go to the GNRM (Mission) here in Redding people are bad mouthing the police. I get so sick of hearing it. I want to rebuke them for saying such evil of police. Police aren't bad. They do a job that a lot of times they probably would rather not do. I know you don't go home and laugh at the homeless or get off because you locked up a man sleeping under a tree. We, and I include myself, made our fair share of mistakes which put us into the situations that we are in now. I can't change the past, I can change the right now, and my future is in God's hand's.
Right now I am stuck in the mud and after thrashing and beating at this slick goo I can't move forward. The point I am in right now is such a point that only God can move me out of. No amount of work, money, love, or studies can get me out of the self hell I have created. Perhaps you too are stuck. Perhaps a sound marriage failed, money fails, health of the job gives out, or we lost the oval office for the last eight years and you couldn't do your job. BLM has put a hit on you and it pisses me off. You are just trying to do your job but your job has become hell. Yes I know there are bad cops but if you were a bad cop you may not be reading this not unless you want a change.
Well right now I am running out of time and I can't edit all this. I know my speech is crass. I speak as a US Marine because next to reading the King James cover to cover many times I survived some serious trials. I know what keeps me alive, and yes a little metal music would help but I fear listening to any of that old music as there could be demons embedded into the lyrics. I don't know if God can cleanse any of that old music but there are times I sure do miss it. I know I like to stay alive and with energy and right now it's Klove and Air1. I'm tired and I'm mad but like you I face battles all the time myself. I know you would like to think for a man like me its all peaches and cream but it is not. Much of it is the battlefield for my own mind. I have to fight my own sanity, which despite my medications, a lot of times is in question. It seems when dealing with people a lot of times I cannot discern good from evil. I like to look beyond the bad and see the good in a person, and it is a snare to my soul. I am sorry for my sins against so many police, my victims, that thank God were never harmed, countless man hours; not to mention money spent trying to convict evil Todd. This is my love letter to you. I don't have time to read on and edit more. Tonight it is 11:13 pm and the Marine Corps birthday which I was unable to celebrate. (That is November 10th, 2017.) I have a little more time but there is so much more to do. I will sign off here. Please read part of the next two paragraphs. If you dare to read on after that do so at your own risk to feelings and or sanity since at the time of writing this I may have been mentally ill.
I love you.
Dale Lee Gordon
I know a lot of things and while I was once pawned off as a fool and the gavel swung with the verdict "GUILTY!" I too was thrown into a lion's den and I think a lot of people, decided surely this is the end of Dale Lee Gordon. Gates slammed shut and time wore on and so did my beloved King James Bible as I wore many Bibles out. People wondered, some prayed, many others preyed Satan laughed and rejoiced. Many inmates mocked, some saying why doesn't he fight back? As I ate my own teeth in thoughts we will get him now, truth and GOD's Word prevailed. I said "GOD bless you" to an evil satanic inmate. It robbed his power and I stood up with plenty of blood on my face, walked between the inmates who stood guard and approved my execution, and went and did the impossible once again. I told the truth and it got me out of what would have been my death sentence in Jamestown State Prison. (Romans 10:13) For whosoever shall call upon the name of the Lord shall be saved.
I thought about things for years and things were entirely my fault. I hung around wicked people even till today. "Friends" would seem to come out of the woodwork but they were not friends. A lot of people were sent by Satan. I did my part in the crime and that was a anti-social and Satanic act. I am in the wrong and I have been trying to repent for the last 21 almost 22 years. What the judge DA and investigators did was an act of love and forgiveness on their part. It was a high profile case and they had to do what they did. Not only that in my severe insanity I wrote hate letters all over sinning against God and man and it destroyed my defense. I am convinced I may have had time served without even any charge made after over three years in jail. The insanity was produced by an inmate named Darrel Martin who played God against me along with spell casting by Todd Jessie Garton. This has caused permanent brain damage even till this day. I'm not making excuses I am telling the facts. I never did a drug not even tobacco though I abused alcohol 21 years ago it will be 22 years the end of this month. I watched demonic movies one after another even in jail before I realized this is where demons come from. It was a combination of a lot of things and Todd didn't help any matters. Truth known I told Todd Jessie Garton too many times we can't do this. Not only did I know murder was wrong but that we couldn't get away with it. Still all in all Todd manipulated me it was I in the jeep headed to Portland one evil weekend and I paid that crime in full. Todd did not hold my hand and drag me to Portland though he did have to call my boss and tell him my mom was having a heart attack so I would have to leave. He will be in hell and that is Todd Jessie Garton's own sins. There were a number of people on my side. One investigator Steve G. once talked very kind words to me and I knew he did not want to see my destruction and that was even after all the hate mail I sent. When Steve and Mark booked me Mark drove. Steve for whatever reason, and I will not ever forget this showed a huge act of mercy forgiveness and love. In the police car that was two door Steve had the seat all the way back and sat with his knees in his chest in total misery. I had all the room and I know this was no accident. People in law enforcement loved me. CO's treated me so kind and with so much respect. Billie was so kind to me and I gave her a lot of poems at her current work. She remembered me along with another former guard that is so kind to me. I have been healing for a long time and these sites I am fixing today 6/5/2019. I thought a few weeks ago if I were the judge I probably would have given me 25 to life. The judge gave me a second chance. He knew what he was doing and I wasn't so forgiving for a long time. Time goes on and I realize his act of love and mercy as the judge kept the Feds from coming after me he really had no choice. I talked to DA Greg Gaul in the court house years later when I was there supporting someone in trouble. He was so kind. He might have thought oh no that's Dale Lee Gordon but I was kind to him. I remember all the times thinking I needed to rearm but I thought a lot of things. I have Jesus and God and they protect me. I don't have a gun and I don't need or want a gun. I recently dealt with a crazy drug addict but I used the Bible as a weapon. With it I didn't raise anything against him even a fist. The King James Bible had all the authority I needed. I am sorry it took so long for me to heal. Still there is more healing to be done. Things are changing in my life. I'm becoming a Marine again thirty years later. I have been thinking about what I learned 30 years ago. This part of me had died for so many years and now I realize a Marine is just and with honor. Yes we are proud but meek at the same time. For a police officer you are a hero. The things you do each and every day make a difference. Yes a lot of people hate you and I once did too at first but I had a lot of emotions to go through. I thank the judge and DA for not giving me a lighter sentence because I don't know if I would have really learned to love again. Prison's hard walls of hate taught me love. I didn't evangelize to a lot of inmates because they have another god. I mostly preached to law enforcement about Christ. Most responded so kindly. They showed me favor and love. One CO was a man I went to boot camp with. He couldn't reveal his name so I don't know nor do I remember names or people in United States Marine Corps boot camp. He remembered me and a CO asked me what platoon I was in and he verified who I was. I started working with CO's in prison. One time in a fight I told them exactly what happened and who was involved. Another time they were doing repairs in a dorm and there were tools that could be used as weapons everywhere in that dorm. I told the CO he accidently opened that door. He was so pleased with me because he could have been fired or worse. I am on the side of the police. I realize God gave them the guns and the skill to use them. Inmates don't have the skills they just have attitudes where they try to get you to fear them. I remember one liar inmate in Shasta County Jail. He claimed to be a Marine but hated me. Later I verified that he was a liar. Marines run with other Marines in prison and they have respect. Yes there are reasons Marines land in prison. For me it was a failed attempt of police assisted suicide. Things happen and even God understands. For me I realize I shamed the Marine Corps. In jail I realized all the pastors that came to jail were lying to us about salvation. Yes you can be saved but after reading the King James Version of the Bible several times cover to cover I knew cheap grace was a lie. I had to do things like love the guards CO's, DA's judges, and yes even evil inmates who I would forgive if attacked and rely on God to fight for me. With my mouth I blessed my attackers all three times. You know very well about respect and it is the law enforcement that earned it. They didn't do a wicked crime as I committed. I was wrong they were in the right. At the same token what gives one sinful inmate the right to judge another inmate. Did not Jesus Christ our LORD and Savior talk about having a beam in thine own eye while trying to pull a speck out of someone elses eye. I broke the law and our system is fair. There are no innocent inmates in jails and prisons. Sometimes we are in the wrong place at the wrong time. Maybe you should have drank at home and not at a bar. Maybe you shouldn't go to the ATM at midnight. Maybe as a lady you shouldn't dress inappropriately walking around late at night. Drugs are choices and booze is a temporary fix. Cigarettes kill people. Life deals with choices and the biggest choice you will ever make is choosing LORD Jesus Christ to be your LORD and Savior. The time is at hand and the world, TV, beer, lusts, pornography and other vices are lies. The Bible is the truth. You don't have to go to church because half the pastors are lying to you anyhow: More probably. Bibles have been altered and though a lot of people don't like the "thee's" and "thou's" the King James is the best Bible around it just takes a Strong's Concordance with Greek, Hebrew and Aramaic words to fully understand it. Get a Bible today one that you are comfortable reading. Start with the New Testament book of John. A lot of things to a beginner you may not understand like giants in Genesis 6 but believe it or not governments lie. NASA tells lies. Evolution is a lie. FEMA camps are not lies and we all need to stand our ground because even Bush and Obama told a lot of lies. Not to get off the subject but where does your trust stand. How about in LORD Jesus Christ the perfect LAMB of God who died for your sins. He never told a lie and the Bible, well depending on the translations are not lying to you. No I'm not reading Bill on the hill's Passion Bible. Fame money, cars trucks, power and more are idols are temporal things. Time is a temporal thing. I study times and I keep track of times and seasons. One good thing about Darrel and Todd is I have pension from being disabled and I have a lot of time. I know about how God gives us certain abilities and talents. I have worked my time and my money. I have fought the fight of life and I know our LORD is coming soon because I've crunched the numbers. I don't know the date or hour but I know we have to be ready at all times. The Bible talks about being ready because God never promised tomorrow. I plead with you accept Christ today and don't wait. Call upon Jesus Christ now with your tongue. I'm not leading in words anymore because its your mouth and your words that will save you and a walk with God and time spent with him. Call on Jesus Christ today. Cry out to him say Jesus take the wheel of my life and come into my life and save me. Don't wait till tomorrow because the sun may not rise in the morning a morning coming but we don't know. The shofar will sound and your decision yea or nay has been made. At that point you are facing life or eternal damnation. There is no more serious decision to be made. If you want stop here because I am stopping here. I don't know what is on this site because to be honest I can't keep up with all I said here. Just for the LOVE of God make peace with him today amen.
While Satan rejoiced, it was a dream of mine to one day preach and more than that a vow to GOD Almighty. There are reasons no one knows and now I will tell of them. I made a vow to GOD to be a preacher for Him. It was freedom's last night ever back in 1998. I told God not even knowing who he was, "If you get me through this, I will be a preacher for you." This was a prophecy fulfillment sealing the words of the P.K. Penny Fisher. At my eight grade graduation she sounded off, "Dale Lee Gordon will be a preacher." The crowd laughed hysterically, thinking the atheist "never" but there was silence in heaven...
While some people say there are bad people in law enforcement I say, "Not so!" Praise GOD! Looking back (I'm updating this March 23, 2014.) no one set me up except evil inmates. I just find it impossible to believe any Correctional Officer meant me harm. The problem is we as citizens tend to believe that someone because they are in a position of authority is bad because they rule over us. I have been ruled over all my life in the Marine Corps and in prison. Praise GOD because one day we will have a king to reign over us and that KING is Jesus Christ. Now I bless every law enforcement officer not just because I want them to remember me but because I love them and I pray for them. amen
Over the time period of April and May 2010 the law enforcement officers were all extremely kind to me. They treated me with respect and dignity as I was facing tremendous hardships in my life. They were kind but dealt in honor and decency. I later wrote a letter to Redding Police Department thanking them for their good service and included a prayer. I saw it is time to start respecting those in authority and pray for them and give them respect making their jobs easier.
On a further note: My serious mental illness has often reduced me to a point of being down sydrome. It is hard to write well and do anything inspirational at all when in these poor states of mind. In addition to that just dealing with folks like Pastor Brock ripping me off for ten's of thousands causes a new pain I live with every single day of my life. I went from being a US Marine, and eventually had a job working for the US Forest Service to being seriously handicapped. Please keep this in mind that my mental state has been severely reduced to say the least. While I personally take the blame from my crime, mental illness has not helped me at all. Just so you know I take my medication now daily and will continue to do so.
In all things I say Praise GOD for allowing Satan to get at me in the past!
Dialog with a friend, proving myself as the guilty sinner.
Thank you for the wonderful email. Times are getting very bad. Southern California votes in these ultra-liberal governors, senate, and congress members. They all hate God and they are making even harder on Christians. Be of good cheer though because it means the end is coming soon! I'm really not ready to be shipped off to a FEMA camp. If I am martyred that is one thing but to be tortured that would be hard.
You know ***** I believe the road to heaven is narrow just as Jesus stated. So many people are into this Jesus thing for themselves, for power, self promotion and money. The time is right to be serving God with all our hearts. I think your ministry is good because you focus on God. I mean yes I was wife hunting for the longest time, but I think God wants us to serve him first. Also I want you to know I quit pornography many many years ago and I have never looked back. That site supernaturally, accidentally got erased. It had no solutions and offered no way out. I was serving two masters which was totally out of line. In dreams I was going to hell and I saw it as plain as day. I don't even have a desire for it anymore. It was God's fear that he allowed Satan to nearly kill me in a dream that forced in one of the worst nightmares of my life.
There were other things going on too. It was like through all the insanity Satan used it to attack me. I was weak and though things were all my fault and I own up to those mistakes now. I should have realized Brock was a liar and would never pay me back except with evil. So many things in my life I was the guilty one. Owning up to my mistakes was hard and humbling. I am even attempting to forgive the evil ones in my life. When I should have turned right I turned down the devil's path and I later paid for it. All in all though God kept me a virgin for the last twenty years which I am very proud of: I know I lusted with my eyes which was in a way as Jesus described was just as wicked or perhaps even more wicked. I believe demons were invading my life and the biggest point of attack was through the pornography. I have repented and given my heart more to the LORD. I am still dealing with anger issues and an unholy tongue, and other areas I sin, but I try not to mock God anymore. I just can't keep blaming others for my mistakes. Sally was a huge error, and I should have put my foot down as I finally did and gotten away from her. Sadly enough this last summer the sin repeated as I let a single mother become my friend. She stole many things from me and it was my fault for not listening to good instinct. I know I have to forgive others like Kathy for destroying my car. I have to learn I can't help everyone especially those who don't respect help. Many people throughout my life gobbled me up and spit me out. There were so many mistakes on my behalf over the years. Sadly I lost a lot of very valuable time and money over this last 11 years. In prison I dealt with some very hard issues and I handled them with wisdom in order to not lose my soul. I believe I got complacent and lost my way after prison. In prison I faced many hard temptations but I passed that test. I know insanity didn't help and I didn't ask for it but I have to take God out of the judgment seat. What I did 20 years ago was wrong on a massive scale and I deserved all the years of hard bondage in prison. I reaped all the problems from the wicked seeds I sowed and it was all based on a fear of man and too much foolishness. Even the Bible described my foolish characteristic in Psalm 14:1 and 53:1. I was the fool who said "no God!" What I did, all my sins, were wicked as hell and I deserved eternal damnation in hell. It was my prayer that saved me even as an atheist in the midst of a wicked wicked crime that saved me. God heard my cry even as an unspoken prayer was in my head in a very bad night in Portland Oregon. God heard my cry as I spoke to him under the stars in my last night of freedom.
God loves me and has given me HIS grace because there was no way I could earn it. It is God's love, and because of that love, God rescued me from hell. I deserve hell. In fact I don't deserve any goodness at all from God. I was a very wicked man and I even deserve the demonic possession I still live with even to this day. I look around in this house. It has problems, but there is food piled up all around because of God's blessings at the food banks. I have every Bible I need including the Bible DVD I just got in the mail today. I have time and I have money. It is not a lot after the tithes I pay to both Shamah's orphans and my web ministry. I am still waiting for the later rain but I know I am already blessed but I also believe the LORD wants to bless me more.
I stopped self condemnation especially after I realized that God does in fact forgive sins and that while he wants me to be a better steward next time, he is not mad at me. Its almost as if God forgot my sins as far as the east is from the west. I am realizing though I still have faults and they are bad that I am in fact a Christian. God is not condemning me. God forgave me. What I have to realize is that insanity, poverty, and the basest living is a blessing from God and not a curse. God truly loves me and has loved me through the storms of life. Amen.
I am thinking of putting this email on one of my websites. I can remove your name if you want, but I think I should use this as an example on how to experience a loving relationship with our Creator. In addition to this I want to pray for the salvation of all my enemies that they will experience a working relationship with Jesus as I believe I am doing now. Amen.
Response from friend:
God often humbles us to get our attention and it worked with you. Praise God for that! And He'll keep you humble too as a way to keep down the sinning. God wants sin out of our lives and I see it all over the Bible but I often find that the average Christians have no clue what sin is. They know murder is sin but don't know lying is and fornication. I try to point everyone to the Bible as the ultimate source for the Christian. And thank God that He saves us even though we are sinners. Praise God for the victories over sin that you have had!
I just got done watching a You Tube on forgiveness and end times. I forgive Lynn Noyles and Norman Daniels. God used them to serve a purpose in my life, and that was for me to get right with God. If I had gotten out earlier I don't think I would have learned respect for others as well. Also I needed more time with God to study his Word the Holy Bible. In retrospect I forgive both Lynn and Norman. As far as Todd and Brock they are high level devils and I do not forgive evil because I hate evil and I hate violence. They will both will perish in hell and worship our one true God and that will be their end. As for me I love people and am almost always excited to meet new people if only for a moment. I love to talk to people and compliment them, pray for others, write them a poem, or just hear from them and find out more about them. Prison taught me to love other people and I just thank the judge for giving me enough time and not only that thank him for not too much time. He surely had a hard case especially dealing with my insanity and high profile case. I thank my judge and DA's because they did a great job in my case and I love them for their more than fairness.