An assault I received in public, compels me to present the horrifying hurt to the public through the preface of my fifth book, Birthmarks: A Token of Divine Favors.
There are few certain persons in the world who have marks on their bodies corresponding to the wounds Christ received during the Passion and Crucifixion: also, said to be miraculously imprinted on certain persons as a token of divine favors.
The meaning of these marks is found in the 7th definition under stigma in the Britannica World Language Dictionary and other sources.
I am one of the certain persons bearing the marks of Christ’s wounds on my head, hands and feet to view and touch and ... (deny?).
The fifth book is a compilation of the divine favors lifted from my four-book series. The miracles and blessings of mere and mighty magnitude in my long life (ninety-eight years in June) and the numerous death encounters define the divine favors directly associated with my past, present and future.
Greatest of Miracles: 1927- The Native American Indian medicine from a tree, and my dearest Grandma’s knowledge of food value gave life to the underdeveloped, premature, severely jaundiced, dying newborn ... me.
Fast forward to 1955. Absolute death in the ambulance in route to the hospital. I was presented before God by Jesus next to my right side and Holy Spirit (ancestor soul) at my left side. I knelt before God and was begging Him to let me stay in Heaven, when He touched my forehead and instructed me in the most endearing voice, “You must go back. You have work to do.”
I was promising God, “Tell me what to do, and I will do if’ at the same moment a spark of life gave me notice of an ear pressed against my lips. The doctor told me later, “For me to understand your last words.”
I was back on Earth to live a full lifetime of doing the work of teaching through many and unbelievable life and death conflicts for assisting medical pers onnel to learn.
A letter in which this death and the ambulance death are reported by my doctor to alert future doctors to be aware of my “miracle” weaponry that threaten medical careers. Besides, no one would believe my report.
Greatest of Blessings: 1935 - A promise from a voice in the church, “Any young worshiper in class every Sunday for a year will receive a nice gift.”
The promise of a gift during the Great Depression got my promise to be in class every Sunday, until the last one. The circumstance of no car to take me threatened my presence in Sunday school on my last day as I had vowed.
My determined effort, riding bareback on the family pony for six miles on June 9th in record heat, and with the help from the clairvoyance, second sight, to keep my promise, got me to church on time ... no gift.
Starting my ride back home on horseback and shouting through convulsive sobs, “You promised! You promised! You promised a gift to any young worshiper ...” a voice in the sky interrupted my emotional breakdown, telling me, “Anyone who hurts you will receive the same, many times over.’1 His forever promise was the gift my Sunday school teacher1s promise did not keep.
Minor hurts are served the same, many times over. The severe hurts are served the same, many times over ... most profoundly. All hurts are treated by The Voice’s promise.
The clandestine (secret) AI app(s), 24/7 surveillance is no match for sacred clairvoyance, second sight, surveillance as violation records indicate.
Therefore, it is best that my identity and those of other aged be removed from the list of potential victims for evil doers to ransack properties and commit crimes. I am not the only or last one who has been and is being threatened and humiliated with invasions of privacy and properties, lasting 2½ years and on-going in my case.
Advice to consider: It is not wise to prey on the aged. They are the closest to God and Heaven in their time frames for leaving life on Earth. God’s words in this turbulent world with mankind begging to have peace on Earth as it is in Heaven, are in part the same as He said to me, “Y ou have work to do.”
Happy Easter Midget Cooper Hobart, OK