a reply to: FreeFalling
He told me I was blind, and that I would see, that I was asleep and was waking up,
He told me Happy Birthday (which I now know was being born of the spirit).
He talked about percentages, that I didn't know how close we were (Implying the last person to "get it") He walked up to several people we
encountered, Including walking up to a random trailer at 3 am knocking on the window and asking for a Cig from a stranger... Who though confused, gave
him one and said good night, Other people scorned his "Howdy" he would tell them, who he seemed genuiensly saddened, saying things like "they will
never get it".
He warned me of sprayed symbols in portland to avoid that they were dangerous (the sprial spray paint, I would learn was to be avoided, in my
homeless ministry I encountered true evil on the streets... What we do to them...) People vanish all the time.
He told me to avoid injury and hospitals (as a chaplain, I saw mistreatment of people, by medical staff, espically the homeless)
He spoke about the police... (long before portlands recent problems... I saw it in person, abused, mistreated, beaten homeless).
He specificly told me get over "church" and "buidlings" he seemed disgusted with every church he passed, saying who built that? (each time he got more
insistant ) and I didn't get it... Until he said , Man built that, God didn't, God cares about his creation (pointing at me.)
He told me very personal things about my life, my mariage, my relationships. He stressed I could not hurt becuase I was hurt, no one should ever do
I had fled into the night bare foot after a fight with my wife, he took of his shoes and gave them to me, telling me it was because who he was not who
I was (stressing an example)
He told me, that Time was very short, that it was too short for me to remain asleep, he said I had to work the harvest (a term I knew meant Going to
He said I would be coming a Chaplain (Which, I went on a theology search, for reading the bible, and going to various denominations) And when I went
to what ended up becoming my home church. A little old man who had been a Chaplain for thirty years walked up to me and said I wanted to be a chaplain
and handed me his card.
The things he spoke of, in street vanacular and discription, matched the what I now view as what seems to occur in the book of Revelation. agin much
of what he said Personally has happened theres not much left that could happen that he told me would happen to me.
Most of all he stressed to me, the urgency of working and being faithful. I always took it as a more overview personally that look this thing will
eventually happen, so you personally better get on it.
When it happened, Everything changed, my materialist intellecutal view of the bible, changed. So many things have been confirmed in my personal life.
Too many things lined up, and as I said in the OP, these past few months have made me think far more of the upcoming Dec, I was "born again" on
Xmas... Ived looked at this date as special personally, but now more than ever I wonder.
He made sure though, I knew one thing, he, was just a Man, walking in the "spirit" and that God would do the same for everyone, that I wasn't special,
that God would do what it takes to reach anyone.
That Night, shook me to the core. I had to re-evaluate some things... I went to my doctor and volentarial had my mental health checked out. Then, I
went to sources for all denominations, and hit the bible, critical and textual sources, looking at it not from an intellectual perspective, but from a
more open minded one.
I went on search, from cults to any denomination, seeing which seemed near what I thought matched what had happened. Point being, the Chaplain
connection came at the home I now find myself, but before that I had found a similar role in a homeless church (very near what some would call an
"acts" church)... Where much of what I was told about the streets that night was confirmed.
Portland, is a dark town. People are disposable, its a long history here, the shanghi tunnels etc, always a home to human trafficking.
That Night, started my new life, doing my best not to hurt, even when mad, and trying to help when I can. AS a chaplain, I've seen meds not calm a
person, and a simple prayer said outside their door calm them with no one knowing but myself. To a Jail bible study, and a man slaming into a wall
that wasn't their trying to get in but couldn't... I've seen to much and had wittness, from jail guards, to nurses and doctors, it gets shrugged off
some knew and saw, many Guards, espicially among the homless that would get arrested know theres a fine line between insanity and spiritual.
Point being, I had my own bout of "mania" at suddenly seeing the Bible, as the litteral word of god, that perhaps all the conspiracy and situations in
the world... well, True evil exisit. BUT, I know one thing, there is only one winner in whats to come.
I no longer have doubts of the validity of what happened to me, nor what I've been told, I've seen too much, gone too many places to know otherwise.
I could list encounters with Homeless, both on the streets and in wards, I could talk on inmates.
I could go on, but thats not the Point really, Someone told me the truth, and I've done it in my personal life, on the streets, in the jails, on the
pulpit. It just never really occured to me to post this here, until i felt a pressing urge to.