Three COMMANDS FROM THE CREATOR, maker of everything visible and invisible.

       Here is the encounter that changed my life forever. Some say, "started my life as a Shaman". I present my enabling by the maker of all to help others find their maker. Perhaps, somewhat like "Jonah who the whale swallowed, and ran away from a command" My Maker likewise gave me a command and I told him to "Take a hike". Which definitely was a No, No.  Then like John 6:65    Christ said "This is why I told you, but no one can come to me unless the Father has enabled him".  Follows my enabling, and first a little history;

          It was about 1987 when I finally asked Jesus Christ, the Father Jehovah and the Holy Ghost for help in quitting my lifelong smoking and drinking addictions in order that I might complete my life without a nagging conscience and some new self-respect. Many times previously over a 27-year period I had tried to quit those habits, unsuccessfully. Occasionally, I would quit one or the other, only to fail and gradually start up again.  I had thought that I was in control of these addictions, but I was not.  I did not participate with any church or self-help group of any type.  Alone and sincere, I asked Jesus, Father Jehovah and the Holy Ghost for help and it was granted. Now finally accepting I was a normal imperfect human slowly but surely, in 11 months, I withdrew completely from these addictions cold turkey, permanently.      

          Wow, my abilities were restored. It was impressive, to others and me. Now I could spend time turning up my conscience, instead of numbing it with Alcohol. No more tobacco or booze hangovers followed by days of lingering indolence. I lived a simple life at this time in a warm shelter, adjacent to a forest, but without running water or bathroom facilities. I spent my time studying. I learned Computer Science and updated my knowledge of electronics. I taught, without monetary compensation, what I knew of these fields, and helped many people learn these worldly subjects. I received kudos and honors, and more importantly, lasting friendships for these efforts.

         After reflecting on my new found happiness, leaving my addictions behind thanks to Christ, I decided on a new course for my few remaining years.  In 1993 I started intensive praying to the Son Jesus Christ, Father Jehovah and the Holy Ghost for the opportunity to devote my remaining physical life to helping all things on this entire planet instead of taking all. I received my "First Command" seven years later (see my testimony below). I still had my parents but had never married. And around 1997 started also praying for a wife and children.   

The First Command: testimony of my Enabling John 6:65        

       The first day was the third week in November 25,  2001 on chilly fall Sunday morning and all the autumn leaves had fallen. There should have been snow on the ground, but there was not. We were in the grips of an unusual drought for several years in much of the northeastern United States. Water supplies everywhere were dangerously low; shallow wells, deep artesian wells, and even big cities rationed municipal water supplies. After awakening on Sunday morning, opening my eyes, pivoting my legs to the floor sitting on the bed edge looking at the lit forest through the rear window. I received a message within me like nothing I had ever experienced before.  No words, text, sounds or pictures. Not even in any language. All my senses were completely turned off normal things and focused on one message. Suddenly, I knew. It was an absolute but short and simple command that “I should immediately set forth and install a shallow well water supply” on this property which I say " I caretake for the LORD". A few times throughout the day I reviewed this message, noting that it wasn't a request, but a direct order. Regardless of the source of the message, it probably was a good idea to try to locate a water source, as everybody in New England was experiencing the worst drought in 37 years.

          The second day, waking up, same bedside position, the same command arrived by the same method. Quickly at the end of the message I mumbled: “Who the #$%& is this?" The quick response was: "The Creator, maker of all." This immediate answer following my question brought me to full attention, but how could I believe it was truly a command from the Creator. After the response had sunk in, and still not quite sure what to believe, I later telephoned my mother and told her of an idea of installing a shallow well. I didn't dare mention where the idea came from ! I told her it would be an excellent thing for me to do as I had saved enough money over the years, and I had the free time to get it done. But, the thought of trying to dig a well on a steep hill so late in the year when there could be many feet of snow at any moment if the drought stopped didn't make any sense. Upon going to bed, unsettled by this inner dialogue and a bit shook by it all, I thought I might thwart these messages if I quickly jumped out of bed to a standing position when I woke up the next morning.

          The third day,  November 27,  2001  I made the largest mistake in my life. Here came the same message again with a new tail end:  "This is not a request, THIS IS A COMMAND, WHICH MUST BE OBEYED." Resisting, I said in response: " #$%& Oh sure, go away, take a hike, I'm obviously only listening to my imagination or evil spirits." Well, this remark of mine was more than a major mistake. Here I was on the third morning same position profile, legs over the edge of bed, awake, eyes open, very conscious, looking at the lit forest through the rear window and suddenly I was completely paralyzed. I tried with all my might, but could not move any part of my body. I could think normally, see out the back room window, see my hands on my lap with peripheral vision, and feel my body sitting on the bed but I could not move anything! I concentrated on: "Am I sleeping and dreaming?” No, I was not sleeping or dreaming! I lapsed into fear, and eventually felt the pain increasing in my chest from not breathing. I desperately needed oxygen.  I thought of the several times before when I had experienced fear and faced extreme harm, possibly death. I was unequivocally experiencing the most absolute fear ever, and knew I would quickly die. I was also quite angry and the last thought I had was "Damm it, I can't even feed my cats and call my parents and say goodbye ! I'll probably be discovered someday petrified in this position on the side of my bed!" Suddenly, a message arrived: "John, do not be afraid. I am the Creator, maker of all. I had to do this to show you who I am. You must obey my simple command, and install a shallow well quickly." Instantly I was allowed to breathe and move again, and I felt the encompassing love and compassion of the Sender, whom I now knew was the Creator, with sweet Jesus Christ the Son, and the Holy Ghost. Only the Creator could have this power to paralyze me and communicate directly to every part of my body simultaneously.         

          In the months thereafter when I felt doubt that I could accomplish what I was commanded to do, confidence arose as I experienced this new love, fear and knowledge that the Creator Lived and monitored us individually day and night. As he created all things including me he would certainly know my abilities and future and would help me implement his first command. Later, I called my mom and told her I was going up the hill to locate water by dowsing. Several years before, around 1983, I was shown how to dowse by a close friend, Bobby Costine. He was a special man and friend to many. He had installed hundreds of shallow wells in the southern Vermont, western Massachusetts area. He showed me that I had the ability to locate water. Most people do, they just lack the confidence or inclination to do it. He escorted me around my property and with the Lords guidance in a few spots I could feel the dowsing rod pulling my hands downward towards water veins flowing beneath the ground. A forked branch of any specie of young tree will serve as a "Y" water-dowsing rod. Some people respond better to metal than wood. Two pieces from an old metal shirt hanger work well. Simply, I believe that our Creator allows us to locate water to survive.

          The third day after receiving this command, I prayed to Jesus to help me find the best location for a shallow well water supply and went on the Internet to study water dowsing.  Later in the day, I walked the woods parallel to the mountainside and finally located one spot where many water veins converged. Bobby Costine was not available to confirm my find as he had tragically died in a freak accident several years after teaching me to dowse. After asking the Lord to forgive my lack of faith, I asked two neighbors, Don Tatro and Bobby's widow, Pam Costine, to verify that I had found the best spot to dig for water. At this point in time, I lacked confidence, not in the Lord’s command, but in my human ability to carry it out. Don, a farmer, had been hired professionally several times to do this before. Both Don and Pam on their own, as I quietly Prayed for their guidance, found the same location where many water veins converged.

          Next, I hired a contractor friend, Ron Krutiak. He owned a large construction company and could excavate and install the shallow well. As his wife, Mary, believed in Jesus, I told him the above story to relate to her. The day of the dig, unexpectedly, not only Tom Beers, the excavator operator, showed up but so did Ron. Ron spoke: "John, I want to save you from financial disaster because there isn't enough water anywhere on this entire mountain side, and by the time I dig the empty seventh hole looking for water, to pay me, you can just hand over your land title to me.  I'll only charge you a pittance to transport the excavator and backhoe back home.” This scared me a little, as Ron had an experienced dowser working for him, and had dug and installed many shallow wells in the area. But I knew he was only trying to protect me as a friend. I swallowed nervously and thanked him, but said: "Let’s start.”

          Tom started digging with the Caterpillar 311 excavator.  He dug down through a foot and a half of top soil and black peat moss. Then he dug through another foot and half of good clay top liner. Underneath the clay was all gravel. Tom dug two feet deeper and everyone, except I, started shouting: "Look, Look!" I didn't see anything and said: "I don't see anything, what's all the fuss about?” They all said: "Look at the damp uphill wall." I said: "It’s not very damp to me.” Digging continued.  With the Lord’s guidance, I had previously set aside a 3-foot diameter, polyethylene ADS-20-foot long culvert to center vertically in a 6-foot diameter hole surrounded by 26 cubic yards of 3/4 inch stone to build a very conservative well reservoir. Foot by foot, deeper we went with everything looking wetter and wetter.

           The work pace quickened as the uphill gravel wall was starting to cave in from the water flow. Finally, Tom struck clay again about 14 feet down and penetrated it a bit to verify that the bottom clay liner was thick. It was and he quickly replaced the clay. Next, about two feet of 3/4 inch stone was quickly placed on the clay bottom. Then, the 20 foot long culvert was set vertically on this stone level. Quickly, the wide perimeter outside of the culvert was backfilled with several truckloads of ¾ inch stone up to the bottom of the top clay liner. Then, previously saved clay was placed on top of the stone to repel surface water, and the culvert was finished by filling the remainder of the excavated area around the culvert with topsoil.  The gravel covered by a clay liner top and bottom made textbook-perfect clean water well. The culvert and the larger stone reservoir quickly filled to the top with water in the "impossible location," during a drought. Then a ditch was dug four feet deep with no sharp stones on its bottom to pipe the water through the extra heavy wall, 160 P.S.I. one and one quarter inch semi rigid ADS plastic tubing down to the house. To last longer all brass fittings, and doubled up stainless hose clamps were used. To me, and the experienced well constructors present the fact that there was now a full well in an impossible location + during a drought = A Miracle. 

          The Second Command: Tying the final knot in my faith "that the impossible can happen".

          Several days of rest passed, and now it was Tuesday December 11, 2001. The shallow well project was finished. And then, WHAM, it happened again. Having just opened my eyes and swinging my legs over the bedside, I received another Command within me. No words, text, sounds or pictures. No normal language but suddenly I knew it was an order again, that next I must install a pond.  Here we go again, I thought. Except, this time, thank God, I did not have to wonder where the Command came from.  I only had to get off my duff and obey the command quickly as a snowy winter should have been here already, but somehow, mysteriously, hadn't arrived yet.

          In the coming days, I asked Jesus for more details and guidance about the location. I drove down and asked Ron Krutiak, the contractor who had dug the shallow well recently, for his opinion on the cost and feasibility of quickly digging a big hole for a pond. He paused and said that just because there was enough water for the shallow well, that had nothing to do with this totally different project and location, and he would initially guess that there wouldn't be enough water to create a pond. Nevertheless, possibly tomorrow he could stop by and look things over.

           Returning home, I accessed Google on the Internet to study manmade ponds, as I knew nothing about them. The following day Ron stopped by and I showed him where the Lord suggested the pond be located and described the triangular shape, roughly about 133 feet (33 meters) per side. He said that it would not make any sense to dig anything larger than a tiny hole as only a small hole could be supplied with enough water year-round. He said; "How would I enjoy staring into a large pond hole that many years would be empty by late summer?"  I paused for a time and smiling said: “Thanks and please don't be upset but Jesus has given me a second Command to build this pond, and could you somehow, busy as you are, find a way to quickly construct it?"  He paused and replied: "Remember I can't accept any responsibility for a dry hole. This project is quite impossible. And making this hole would be very expensive requiring an excavator working together with a bulldozer due to your steep grade, large stone and bolder content. But, soon I might have a good old large Caterpillar 215 excavator and Caterpillar D6c bulldozer available.”

         It seemed impossible to create a pond in this location. Besides an unknown adequate water supply, a good thick clay liner is required to keep underground water seepage loss at a minimum in pond construction. The back portion would clearly be in gravel with no clay lining, and the clay in the front had a great amount of gravel content and questionable depth.  In warm weather, normal evaporation loss is also very high, requiring extra water input. And with financial savings depleted by the shallow well I would have to borrow a considerable amount of money.

          The first attempt was started with a temporary operator when I could not be present. I arrived home late to see a disaster. My bottom line instructions several days previously were that I wanted to be able to view the water in the pond from my first floor windows. Looking at the pond from my first floor window I was staring upwards at banks 7 feet above original grade completely blocking any pond view from the first floor. Part of the pond location was on the edge of a steep hillside and I wanted complete excavation for the entire pond.  Not the simple, inexpensive, two day job of moving some uphill material downhill to build retaining banks, which easily leak, on top of the existing grade, which would also block my view of the pond from my first floor windows. This required excavating approximately 33 feet of the uphill end which meant an extra three days of expensive excavation when snow could arrive at any moment delaying completion beyond affordability. Suddenly Tom Beers who dug the shallow well was available as operator of the bigger older CAT 215  along with Don Tatro operating his mighty, little CAT D4 (1956)  bulldozer. The third day the larger D6c bulldozer operated by Larry Arnold was available. The excavation was re-done with my on site direction, and the creator’s guidance, in the same perimeter without any above grade retaining banks to obscure my view of the pond from my first floor windows. Unexpectedly, the water input supply question was answered when three underground springs appeared requiring much continuous pumping to finish the work. Enough good clay was excavated from the front clay side to pack the rear gravel side and bottom.  It looked good when it was finished and some of the pond could be viewed from the first floor as desired.

          When the following dry summer arrived, the pond stayed full throughout the year. In the summer of 2004, the low corner emergency overflow swill was more than tested when flooding rains arrived for several days. The pond outlet design has an 18-inch-diameter pipe emptying into an existing creek 99 feet away. I asked an old ham radio friend KF8KF, Ron Jump if he could think of a way to eliminate outlet pipe bank shoulder erosion and together with the Lords inspiration; we developed this wonderful concept together. Note, I have not seen this simple, yet effective, design described anywhere in several pond design books or on the Internet. Our outlet design employs a normal 18-inch ADS Plastic Culvert, right angle section and collar. The outlet pipe is mounted horizontally with its bottom horizontal height determining the pond surface level. This pipe is supported on the bank with a standard ADS culvert apron and the pipe right angle protrudes vertically well into the pond so that the elbow is easily five feet away from the bank never allowing erosion.  Even with a tight collar, the right angle is easily turned with a stick sideways, which allows me to skim the pond surface after flooding rains to remove any mud and debris. The normal position for the right angle inlet is bent straight down, inletting the water out,  which completely eliminates any outlet pipe bank soil erosion, and allows the pond to be alive without skimming away the surface critters and floating food.

          The pond, inspired by the Creator's command and with his guidance, turned out to be full, year-round and is continuously replenished by underground springs. When swimming in the pond there is no doubt where the three springs are located as the water temperature is notably cooler directly above them. The pond is heart shaped and around 133 feet (33 meters) per triangular side, with a water depth of about 9 feet (3 meters). This is deep enough to be warm enough near the bottom of the pond in this temperate climate (43 degrees North of the equator) to allow fish, frogs and many species to survive in the frigid cold, winter season.  A month later, 1st Summer 2002  View 01      View 02      View 03  May 9 2006   View 01   View 02  View 03

"I thank Thee, Heavenly Father, because Thou hast put me at a source of running streams, at a living spring in a land Of drought, watering an eternal garden of wonders, the Tree of Life, mystery of mysteries, growing everlasting branches for eternal planting to sink their roots into the stream of life from an eternal source.

"And Thou, Heavenly Father, protect their fruits with the angels of the day and of the night and with flames Of eternal Light burning every way."

From the "Thanksgiving Psalms" of the Dead Sea Scrolls

The Third Command: November 11 2005 I received My third command "to coordinate  a peace workshop" working with the Creator was accepted by me, with gratitude and honor. "Spiritual Peace Project"

The most important event in my life.
Many times in my life, staring at the stars at night, I wished that someday I could be privileged to understand the Entire Universe. For when looking at this world with our conscious self, little is visible or sensible. We do notice a small amount of interconnection between many things. The connecting lines fade in and out because our three self’s (described below) are improperly tied together.

On February 13, 2006, I had the privilege of making the most important improvement in my entire life.

I was guided to affirm the following, with weekly meditation;

“That, I would never harm or hurt anyone or anything in the entire Universe ever again!”

For this to happen properly forever, first I would have to separate then reconnect my “three self’s” (soul groups) truthfully together in meditation.

1. Higher Self
2. Shadow Self
3. Conscious Self

“That, I would never harm or hurt anyone or anything in the entire Universe ever again!”

This positive, set in stone, affirmation would accomplish many goals;
1. I would rarely have to forgive myself again.
2. It would be much easier to love and respect myself forever.
3. And 31 more important goals.
 

  I paid solemn attention to the words of the message received on the third day of my encounter.  Many times, I tried to change the wording, but was not allowed. Repeating; "John, do not be afraid. I am the Creator, maker of all. I had to do this to show you who I am. You must obey my simple command, and install a shallow well quickly." The command was always the same. Notice that the Creator identifies by a title, not by a name. If everybody in the World spoke the same language, we would all use the same word for the Creator, and it would be clear that there is only one Creator. Sadly, some people spend their worldly lifetime squabbling over our language, ethnicity and differences in appearances. They journey endlessly, undecided and lost, without loving the One Creator, ALL people and their selves.  Nowadays, I attend church on a regular weekly schedule and when asked what my religion is I respond with "I am a little follower of Christ Jesus."

      Around 1997, (see third paragraph at beginning) I prayed for a wife and children. After my slow journey of learning responsibility "growing up"  my prayer was answered. This story is currently a work in progress (starting May 2003) with detailed messages and guidance from the LORD. 

     March 27, 2004   I believe that I received this special personal attention and education on faith and belief to start my new path helping the entire world only because I prayed repeatedly for guidance and assistance. Yes, patience is necessary, I waited 7 years to be paralyzed into faith. Without this personal assistance I would be stuck like much of the world in the standard "catch 22 scenario" where we read "If you have faith it will happen" and we quickly think" Ha, show us the miracle first and then we might believe!"  I humbly dedicate this story to the LORD and my parents age 92 and 96 who still live normally at their home and many, many wonderful friends. May we all praise the LORD. 

     I will never forget. On November 19, 2004, ten years after my prayer request for the ability to heal others with the Power (Dunamis) of the Universe, my prayer was verified directly by Christ Jesus around 9 PM. After two short private two-way communications I was allowed to view his face, straight on and from the side for about 7 minutes. Many things stood out. His curly, thick short pure white hair on top and the kindest most loving, compassionate and intelligent eyes ever !  I don't have words for the Love, Compassion and Wisdom which emanated from those eyes.  Lately I have witnessed many miracles done by the Creators power such as backs cured, toes on a foot suddenly moving, many internal cancerous cysts removed, one man's breathing restored, one case of Alzheimer's short term memory reversed in a 97 year old man, seven exorcisms and several dogs suddenly walking on four legs instead of three.   I identify myself as a follower of Christ, guiding all how to heal Their selves and the Universe with the Universe's Power and Might.  << My Worldly Healing School Beginnings >>

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~ The Lords Prayer ~ Translations from Aramaic, Origins and History of The Lord's Prayer ~ I recite this first one.

Samples of Pascale Sakr 's new album. She sings the The Lord's Prayer (titled Avoonan Dbishmaya) in the Aramaic Language, the original language in which Jesus spoke.  You don't have to understand Aramaic to love this beautiful music.

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National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration's ( NOAA's )   Drought Summary for year 2001  

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