People think it's cool to be a gangster. They see that the riches of that labor seem so simple. The opulence seems to be something one can only dream of. But at the foundations of every criminal enterprise is the bodies of the innocent. All of which; died abhorrent deaths for the sake of simply doing the right thing in places where the good guys are few in number. No syndicate of sin is lacking in slaves. Many are those who are tortured beyond imagination for the sake of a sadistic man or woman's ultimate design. The vision of a villain is never one with sympathy in mind. The tears of these persecuted people could fill the earth a hundred times over. They cry at the top of there lungs: Lord Deliver Us

Deliverance. How can one expect such a thing in such dire circumstances? As an ex-slave, I assure you I never assumed I would be free. I felt the only hope I could hold onto is that my death would be swift and the gates of Heaven would be gracious. So many times I cried to God asking why he allowed me to live when it seems all I can do is die. "I have a plan for you, " he would constantly tell me. I wish I knew what that was. But then again why crave the knowledge of what is to come when you know it is written by the Ultimate Author. So by that fact whatever is to come will be infinitely better than anything I could expect.

Every time a bad guy is brought to justice the whole world sees how weak they really are. Saddam Hussein hid like a scared pup. El Chapo couldn't stop running because he was too cowardly to face the penalty for his actions. Adolph Hitler, when surrounded by allied forces killed his family and then himself. This is what is tragically admired. The fool's gold of the weak. The real men and women of admiration don't require a spotlight for the service they so humbly and selflessly do. It is those moments when they see the effect that their good had on the world that they look forward to.

To end this article I must call out some of these degenerates personally:

To all crime lords within Mexico read and weep because this will only be stated once. You all will always fail. You think the U.S. is ripe for the taking because it's customary for you all to take advantage of an entire Government system. It is no secret that none of you are true Mexicans. The real Mexicans understand what it means to be honorable and just. When all you people want to do is paint yourselves as heroes in the blood of your enemies. The Creed of Christians has wiped the floor with your pitiful forces time and time again. So what do you think will happen if you even attempt to gain control of the U.S.?

Their soldiers are elite yours need prostitutes to be in the mood for service. Do you think what you have is organized? Please don't make me laugh. Each one of you would stab the other in the back if it meant more money and sex. A house divided against itself will not stand. So fair warning morons: all of you will be obliterated. Judgment is coming and not all of you can be redeemed.

For a while, I've been an asset to the U.S. Government. Since then they have continually asked what it is I want for my service. Since I am apart of a group of Missionaries that doesn't believe in payment due to service it has become complex to perceive what it is I do want. It comes the time to put into detail what it is I desire:

I want to reclaim my real full name, David Windsor. Of course, I want my blood to accept me. But at the moment it is irrelevant. I have an obligation to a people I can seriously relate to. People who if I was in the same position would gladly do the same. Maybe some of them wouldn't but why should that make the difference?

My circumstances have really been unnecessarily shameful. All I've wanted is to explore my identity and yet people offer secrecy. What I've noticed is in every branch of this United States Government there are those of advocacy and heresy. No sector of the organization feels solely the same for me. To consider such a thing would put everyone in the same bubble of thought. Such a form of segregation is something the Enemy holds in high regard. Which is why I shall remain intentionally ignorant of such practices.

I had the money and the means to get to Israel. But some fools froze my accounts impulsively and just plain extemporaneously as if I am some sort of terror threat. When I risk my life for there sakes they decide to paint me as an enemy. The kind of enemy destined for execution by there spiteful hands. What is logic? Simply put I am a Christian who is not swayed by their sinful indulgences.

I don't want a new identity or a new life. I want to accept the identity I've always had and enjoyed the life of which so many fools attempted to control. If my enemies face me like men instead of hiding like children and grow courage in the midst of numbers then I'll be ready. Why fear the wrath of man when I know the wrath of God is exact? Nothing could be swifter. So when I see these Barbie spies hiding every time I call them out I laugh. Because it reminds me of Adam and Eve. Didn't they try and hide from there mistakes? I too have tried to hide from my sins. The sin of deception, of arrogance, of selfishness, of lust, and there's probably more that I'm just not ready to accept. But that is the point, isn't it? We are all sinful people trying to make amends for our mistakes. But the only true way to do such a thing is to accept Christ as your savior. No government could give you a better chance than the Holy Trinity.

Another aspect that just bothers me is there constant attempt to find a code in everything I do. I was looking out this pleasant window expressing part of the Houston downtown area and people act as if I'm scouting out a sniper. My survival is based on a number of factors. But when God tells you you are safe their's no reason to doubt it. Relaxation is something I'm fond of. You just add anxiety when you anticipate something that isn't there.

They've made silent offers to go to school in the states. But frankly, this school system sucks. Elementary, Middle, High, and a bit of college. What did I learn? Absolutely nothing. Every useful skill I learned when I left the states or experienced extremities in the states. A school setting makes me want to regurgitate. Ergo, I would rather throw up than set foot in a ridiculous system. The education I required no money but all commitment. Sure some skills I acquired through favors and some coin. But the most important lessons were learned through earned respect. There's no way a school teacher respects every student. But when you first earn that mentor's respect thereby gaining the important lessons that are when you gain more than any college could give you.

That's not to say you can't gain a wealth of knowledge from any known education system. I've just learned more from the unknown ones.

I'll most likely come back to the U.S. to eventually pursue the arts. But that is not my main objective. I don't have scores to settle but relationships to build. No matter the high or the low that is all that matters. Perhaps the U.S will offer some resources for my journey other than the mud some of them (not all of them) have thrown on my face. But I really am fine either way. Here I can anticipate being treated like I have leprosy. So if I get nothing it would be by no means surprising. Plus they have the audacity to act as if they saved me. When really they're like a dad who decided to stop by after 22 years of abandonment while the mother (the Missionaries and other great heroes) has been protecting and guiding me from day one. And this mama bear hasn't taken any breaks. Even when a lot of them have. I have no doubt some of them relished the thought of my enemies killing me. But I am untouchable by God's grace not by any pitiful physical "mercy".

I am just so sick of feeling like I'm in a prison of misunderstanding. Despite my continual transparency. I'm transparent, not translucent.

There have been times where if they would have told me we're protecting you I would have to ask: how can you protect me from yourself?

Because if I didn't have my license and social a lot of them would have killed me by now. Does that mean they represent the entirety of the U.S. Government? Hell no! People like that are just examples of a load of cowards who can't accept how wrong they are because they're too busy bolstering up their egos. Honestly, I'm surprised they still have a job. How can you rely on someone who's more interested in saving their own asses then the guy next to them?

Oh, and do these pricks get pissed when I call them out on their bullocks. Then they try to act as they care about me. If I was a corpse on the street you would take a selfie, you sick demented morons! But have I, throughout this entire process, had a reason to anticipate death? By Gods Grace: no.

Their mistake is a heavy reliance on fear. I am referring to the cowards of course. Such people are a form of the slaver. They wish to keep their informants in fear so they can do anything they can to take advantage of them. To make the person bend over as they relish in their sadistic pleasures. Such people are the inevitable viruses of any system. Just because a car is dirty doesn't mean it can't be cleaned. Yes, I've given a wealth of information and exposed a wealth of criminals. But that doesn't mean I'm for free. Money has never been an object of concern for me. I've thrived with or without it. Its freedom I will continually seek. No amount of money, no occupation could be worth more than that to me.

Why should anyone fear my expression? Has it ever been a crime to express oneself honestly? Since I don't fear who I am I've officially accepted that cameras will follow me in some way. It seems my reputation has finally landed in the states. But at this point I quite like it. Just as long as personal space is constant. After all, I don't want to be treated like a slave again. A lot of people have called me a weirdo or just been confused by my actions as if I have to fit a certain mold. But I realized when I read the biographies of celebrities they were treated the same way. So I guess I could look at it as a good sign. I do think the photos and videos of me would be fun to watch in certain cases and just a plain invasion of privacy in others.

Despite these neanderthal's, I know a lot of them to care about me. But sympathy or apathy doesn't change that I need to go to Israel. Do I give a damn if my enemies know my destination or not? Of course not and I shouldn't have to mention why. There fear their of overt caution is just evidence of the fact that they have very little understanding of what they're dealing with. But the Missionaries do. And whether they help us or not makes no difference. We will still pursue the mission objective. As we always have and always will.

Yes, the Missionaries could get me there in a matter of days. But the relationship between the U.S and the Creed of Christians (Missionaries) needs to have a solid structure. Its clear to me now the whole purpose of coming back to the US to spill the beans was so I could be free to go where I please. Which thanks to my training is exactly where I'm supposed to go. I definitely can't dispute if it wasn't for the scrutiny of law enforcement and the constant surveillance (for a time) I wouldn't have had the chance to tear away from the fake family. So yeah that tearing away from that toxic mold couldn't have happened without them. It has been freaking cool working with them. Especially when I drove to LA. It was so composed. Every maneuver was a different thrill. And watching my enemies flee in fear wouldn't have been so satisfactory if it wasn't for my exposure induced by there surveillance. Recently the cowards tried to drug me which I can't help but laugh at. If my calculations are correct this is the second time they've attempted this. Even the Russians stopped drugging me because I learned how to fight through it. When it comes to any drugs as long as you physically exert yourself it is plausible to shatter that barrier between you and your capability.

One of the big mistakes some of them have made is thinking I am in some way going to be some sort of Edward Snowden ergo a boy who thinks he could run the country better by pointing out the flaws but totally ignoring his own hypocrisy by sleeping with a Judas of a Government. Look everyone can agree mistakes were made on both sides. As long as we remain transparent and not look for ways to annoy each other we really shouldn't have any problems. Yeah, I've been pissed off at the stupidity that has come my way, but that doesn't change the warm hearts I've come across as well.

Wither they be military, investigative, or a mixture of the two it's not hard to see that the people advocating for me within the U.S. Government and abroad are by no means few in number. This is why it is of the utmost importance for us to work together to put a stop to these extremists by any means necessary.

Affectionate Leaders

Acts 17:1-9; 1 Thessalonians 2:1-6

Good leaders have affection for people. Paul writes, “Having so fond an affection for you, we were well-pleased to impart to you not only the gospel of God . . . ” (1 Thess. 2:8). Is that great, or what? Paul didn’t shrink from sharing his emotions with his flock. That strong man, an apostle of Christ, looking back on the Thessalonians said, “Oh, what an affection I had for you. How dear you were to me.” Those are affectionate words of intimacy. To keep this simple and easy to remember, I want to suggest that affection for people can be demonstrated in two ways: small yet frequent acts of kindness and stated and written words of appreciation. Those you lead should have a few notes of appreciation and encouragement from you by now. They should be growing accustomed to your expressions of affection that include small yet frequent acts of kindness. No one is so important that he or she is above kindness. That aspect of leadership takes courage and a spirit confident in God’s grace. I came across a couplet that summarizes this point nicely:

Life is mostly froth and bubble. Two things stand in stone. Kindness in another’s trouble. Courage in your own.

I’m grieved by strong leaders who consistently walk over people. We wonder how people like that make it into significant places of influence. Here’s some free advice: If you don’t enjoy people, please, do us all a favor, don’t go into leadership. Choose another career stream. Everyone will be better off. Say no when you’re offered an opportunity to lead. Neither the world nor the ministry needs more bosses. Both need more leaders—servant-hearted souls to lead as Paul led, with sensitivity and affection toward others. Love and affection, when appropriately given, fills the gap when words alone fail to comfort. If people know you love and value them, they’ll go to the wire for you. Paul told the Christians at Thessalonica that he loved them. They never got over it.

Taken from Great Days with the Great Lives by Charles R. Swindoll. Copyright © 2005 by Charles R. Swindoll, Inc. Used by permission of Thomas Nelson. www.thomasnelson.com

from Chuck Swindoll’s Daily Devotional https://ift.tt/3gmgwqg via IFTTT

Favorite movie and met so many people like the Oracle because the original oracle's we're servants of The Holy Trinity

You’re the Oracle? — Bingo... Not quite what you were expecting, right? I’d ask you to sit down, but you’re not going to anyway. And don’t worry about the vase.

THE MATRIX 1999 | DIR. BY THE WACHOWSKIS

To the Hong Kong Freedom Fighters

I can't pretend to fully understand the horrid torment you all are experiencing. But I can tell you all that I have experienced as a prisoner of war in China. You see I was smuggling bibles both physically and digitally. But at the same time, I was albeit having far too much fun keeping the authorities on their toes. My arrogance got the better of me, and so I was taken in for intense interrogation and imprisonment.

To them, a man who believes in God is always a spy. In a way they are correct. But not in the way they would have liked. I am a spy but not for the sanctity of any government system but rather the security of the Holy Bible. A Bible that holds the key to eternal freedom. Keys that people like Xi Jinping want to hide from the world. Do not be convinced by his scare tactics. He is nothing more than a fat crybaby who can't accept the fact that all he represents is how simple-minded his Government System is.

But in you all there is a brilliance. A spark of potential that he finds to be dangerous. Because it means he no longer holds any leverage. I have no doubt a very good friend of mine is apart of your cause. I will not mention his name for his sake but I will tell him this:

Brother, you were right. I shouldn't ask others for courage but instead build it by means of the ultimate blessing: Gods Blessing. Thank you so much for being a mentor and a dear friend. I hope we can see each other again soon. May God guide your path and protect your cause.

July 2020 Illustrations ヽ(• ‿ •)ノ