Hello My Dear Friends,
I sincerely hope all the little bits of info I have been publishing are filing away in your memory. I am especially concerned for our eternal future. I am keenly aware of how close we are to the day of Rapture.
Read scripture so you cannot be deceived by those who sound good but are lying and stealing your potentially wonderful future.
We are so close to what I think must be the right date, in early October or mid-November, that whether we meet or not is insignificant. We’ll meet THERE. I would be deeply saddened if you were left here, because you were not in communication with Jesus almost constantly during your waking hours and sometimes even in your sleep.
Jewish people should not be deceived. Jesus is the proven Messiah for whom you have been waiting. He did not fit some human expectation. Are we so arrogant that we dare to tell The Infinite to fit into our expectations?
When we go, the Holy Ghost goes too.
He is holding back Satan and his minions from doing their worst. When HE leaves, they come out to do all the evil they want to do, and those left here will be the victims.
I’m sure some of my long-distance friends who knew me in high school will still imagine me as that crazy young kid. I can assure you that I am no longer that image of the person you knew.
I’m only trying to be kind and helpful. What you do with what I say is your decision, and the consequences of your actions will be your own. I hope you will take this seriously.
The “Rock of Ages” that Rock upon which you should build the foundation for your house poetically refers to the Holy Scriptures. They are the rock.
That photo I use of the wind-blown Bible is The Rock.
Do you own it?
Do you make is part of your mind regularly?
Can you within your ever-so-busy schedule, find at least 20 minutes daily to learn what it teaches?
Can you at least speak to Jesus, your Savior, while you’re cooking or eating or washing dishes to thank Him and ask for more wisdom about a particular subject that interests or perturbs you?
I spent too much of my life feeling guilty about embarrassing mistakes I made when I was young. I should have been more concerned with embarrassing myself before God than before people who now are long gone, or getting close to their last sunset. I’ll observe my 75th birthday in July, God willing.
My calculations indicate that The Day of Atonement, which on the ancient Jewish calendar is early October of this year, COULD be a likely Rapture date. There is some discussion about a 45-day delay, and that would take us approximately to mid-November.
“That crazy old man Newdell, he done got his-self religion now!”
So be it. Let the scoffers believe I’m crazy, and then when they are left behind, they’ll be victims of revenge from The Evil One.
If with all of my writing I can help at least One person out of his personal shell, to reach for salvation, I have at least made that much improvement. It would be better if I could influence 100,000 to reach for Christ, but one is better than none.
Call me crazy. Tell yourself the universe and all life just happened spontaneously. Believe that proof-less lie if you prefer, but I warn you, the last opportunity for repentance will come and go, then the dreaded day of reckoning will have arrived.
The Holy Ghost will take those that belong with Him, and he will go, leaving behind all of those who still cling to money and what it can temporarily do for them.
Then they will know what phrases like “woe unto me” really mean. It will be too late to avoid the horrors. Repentance and salvation will still be available, but not within a peaceful world.
Just staying clean, fed, and sheltered will consume all of their energy and time. Nothing will be quite adequate or satisfactory.
Call for your salvation now. Look at the universe. Do you really believe that ridiculous fantasy saying all the universe and life “evolved” from nothing? Are you so ignorant of basic science? Can you look at your cats and dogs and farm animals and fish with fins and scales, and tell yourself that all of this, with its many similarities, just accidentally fell together from nothing?
Don’t feel embarrassed before me or any other people. Don’t cry out, Oh God IF you are real….
It’s time to grow up. Lord, it is obvious that you are real. I am learning your Gospels in the Holy Bible, which I see is an extension of the Old Testament. Help me to learn. Fill me with the Holy Spirit. Show me the right way to live and be rescued from this world going mad.
I suggest you seek this translation at no charge. Go Here: https://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=John%201&version=WEB;NLT
Read to at least the end of the sentence numbered 18. Get a start there. Think about it. Ask God about it. See what happens. Write back to Newdell Steve on Facebook and tell me.
It is my suspicion that FB keeps my words penned in a very small space. But Almighty God can make these words reach you, and if they have, then read and feel welcome to ask more questions, or simply read the gospels and articles about them, which also are free to read all over the Internet.
The signs seem to be everywhere. We’re running out of time. Please, for your own benefit, study at least this much and ask for further help from the Holy Spirit, and ask for further advice from church teachers on the Internet. Do it today because a few days from now may be too late. sn
More thoughts come to mind after the article has been finished, so let me just toss them to you.
“I think I’m not good enough.” I hear this repeatedly from my best friends! Jesus made a point of explaining and showing himself saving tax collectors (basically thieves,) even prostitutes, and at the end of his earthly life, we here about those hanging beside him. One mocked and the other said, “Remember me” and Jesus answered him, saying that he would be saved. ‘Today you will be with me in paradise.’ Did he mean that figuratively or literally? He might mean, “When all the dead in Christ rise, you will too and to YOU that will seem like a moment after you ‘fell asleep.’ Or he may have meant it literally, as today, after you die on this cross you will be with me. There are doctrinal disputes about this viewpoint.
….Barabus was the leader of a gang of 3 and these other two hanging beside Jesus were those other two! They were serious criminals. They beat people up and robbed them. They left some for dead beaten, injured, penniless, lying in the dirt on the roadside. They may have entered homes, robbed their money, raped the pretty women and run off. Who knows? I wouldn’t put anything past them.
….Who would save them? Jesus did. If he will save them and save rough men in prisons, he certainly will save you and me. I am no better than anyone else. We all have the same secrets about our desire for a lover or our lust for admiring beautiful women or men.
Some people are confused about which gender to love. Some have stolen, cursed people out, wished a few dead, been dishonorable and not respectable toward their parents. For a while I was a drummer behind a rock band. I was a pretty good drummer, learning jazz and playing poly-rhythms. Rock music was easy and fun.
Later I realized what I was doing was promoting Satanic music! May Christ Jesus forgive me. He has promised he will. He’ll forgive YOU too. Because NO ONE is good enough.
The entire point of death on the cross, the sacrifice of God’s only son, the horrific beating he took, was that everyone who begged for forgiveness could and would be saved.
Doctors who have read about scourging and the report the Apostle Paul spoke, said it seems impossible that Jesus was still alive to drag that cross standard up the hill. I thought the same when I read about it. Apparently he was divinely given the strength to do it, and then they drove those terrible spikes through his wrists, through the radial nerve and stood him up dropping that piece of lumber ‘standard’ into the ground with a painful thud.
A nerve plexus is like an old telephone switchboard or an electricity junction box. Big trunks run in, and small lines run out. Big nerves run in and small er nerves run out. Hang onto that thought.
The pain from his wrists ran into the axillary plexus (your underarm), and it was so intense it spilled out of the plexus into the diaphragmatic plexus (the muscle you use to pull down on the lungs and make you breathe.) But the diaphragm is paralyzed by the pain!
So, The only way to relieve the pain and breathe is to press down with his feet. His feet were nailed to the standard. He could stand on the nail but it was so painful it ran up his great sciatic nerve to several plexuses in the pelvis. This is like getting kicked in your crotch. You can breathe, but you’ll have to put up with the pain of getting kicked there to pay for that breath.
The picture we have is of a man moving up and down, up and down, in terrible pain. He is torturing himself to death!
And what did he say at the end of it all. He said, “Father forgive them, for they know NOT what they do.”
I submit to you, if He would save that bunch of monsters, he will save YOU too.
PS. If you really want to take a deep dive into the mysteries of our present world, look HERE.
