Wayne is in BLACK
Prudence is in
GREEN
Prudence, you say I have a lot coming. Yes, I know
that I do. Each day is sweeter to me as the
prophecy is fulfilled. Each day God's love strikes
me as so much purer and sweeter. I don't even think
anymore, whether I deserve this or not. All I know
is that it is happening. Nothing can happen to me
that would take my peace away.
I don't answer your questions? No, I know that,
because you don't believe what I say. The stories
you have made up about me are set in stone and your
spirit would never want you to know the love I had
for you. Everything is interpreted to you through
the eyes of a liar, my great enemy. No matter what
I say, you will not believe me, even if the facts
are right before you. One little bit, is when you
said that I pestered your sister for her phone
number. Oh, Prudence, that is so silly. I NEVER did
that. Your stories about me are funny because they
are so ridiculously concocted. It is like a comedy.
Lets talk about
the phone number. It bothered you so much you had
to write about it! To read that email go
HERE. "My stories"
are funny, and they are true. In YOUR own
mind you may have a different "story" because
you like ALL the things you do to look holy. But
what I have mentioned in my letter came from
people that were directly involved in each
circumstance.
But I would have been happy to tell
you every single detail of my life. But everything
you hear, you twist into an evil vision. You make
my motives as far away from me as one can get them.
What if I said that you molested your little boy
and posted a note he had written, on the Internet
where your little boy said that he loved you. What
if I posted that your little boy was in love with
you and planned sex with you. What if you said,
"Oh, Wayne that is a bold face lie." Then what if I
said, "No it's not, I know you are a molester."
Then what if I got some of my friends together to
all chorus that you are a pervert and planned all
kinds of perversion and I made a Web site to voice
all of their offenses at you. Suppose that every
time you explained anything, it was twisted to look
like what I was saying about you. Would you
continue answering me? No, you would not bother
either, just as I do not bother.
First of all I
would be happy for you to post any note that said I
love you on it from my son. For you to say that I
molested him by reading that note would be absurd.
The "love notes" that you are referring to that I
have posted about you are a little more than love
notes. So does some one have to lay nude with you
for you to think that they love you? Is that saying
"I love you"? NO IT IS NOT! All they could talk
about was how much they wanted to have sex with
you. I did not add ANYTHING to your "love notes"
what they say is what was written by them and
published by you. My son saying I love you and you
laying nude with young virgin girls and virgin
women are not a very good comparison. You also had
sex with your daughter-in-law. I am not playing the
word game here. (the word daughter-in-law might
mean that she got a divorce so that she could have
sex with Wayne. The word sex .....Consummated would
be the word that Wayne would use.)
I really feel very sorry for you and Julie. I
understand how men make up their world and they
cannot help it. You blame me for things that are
your own fault, such as the house circumstances. I
clearly told the congregation, "Do not give me
anything unless God tells you to." I really thought
people were doing this, but as in your case and
Julie's case, you were not doing it. But I believed
that you were. I trusted you. Why didn't you tell
me you were just following a man. I did not know
it. I truly did not know that you did not know God,
or care for Him in your heart. You had to prove
that to me by your Web site. It was then that I
knew for sure how desolate you actually were.
Just
because you kept our minds in confusion by your
constant unstable behavior doesn't mean I don't
know God. I see it like this: God has given me
another chance to know him. If you were truly "god"
you would have known that we were following you.
Since you think you are "God" you keep your
followers in a constant state of confusion.
Well old friend, I cannot hate you, even if I
tried, for the love of God pours out of my heart
for you still. I cannot even blame you, for I know
how man is made, and it is a very sorry thing to
see. Man cannot help himself, just as you cannot.
You see how you see things, and nothing I say will
have any affect on you. I speak of Green, but you
only see Red, and you don't even know what I am
talking about. I have much pity for you. But even
my pity will be misconstrued by your context. You
will make up things even from my love, to appear
sinister. I am truly sorry for you.
Man truly cannot help himself. Man is a sexual
being. You cannot help yourself. I pity you, and
those who think you are "IT" Your love is sick and
perverted. I am not afraid to stand up to you and
tell you the truth. You can try to discredit what I
say, but the reader can clearly see the truth if
they have eyes to see.
My time is nearly up. The Father showed that to me
today. October 31, ends the prophecy, and already I
feel the changes of the time in my own body. Sweet
resolution and eternal reconciliation are flooding
into me.
I do not think I will say
another word, or write another word to teach
or to preach again after that time, and
perhaps before it. I have finished my
work, and completed what Father has given me
to do, and I am so sweetly resolved. The
battle is over for me. My Father's will has
been done, and I have commended my Spirit into
His hands. I have nothing more to say in this
life, for I am satisfied with everything.
"Just and true are Thy ways, O King of
saints."
Well, I hope
this is true this time. You have said "I do
not think I will say another word, or write another
word to teach or to preach again after that time,
and perhaps before it. I have finished my work, and
completed what Father has given me to do, and I am
so sweetly resolved. The battle is over for me. My
Father's will has been done, and I have commended
my Spirit into His hands. I have nothing more to
say in this life, for I am satisfied with
everything. "Just and true are Thy ways, O King of
saints."
You have said
this at least 2 times a year for the last 7 years.
I don't want to exaggerate here. I know it was more
often than that.... more like every 3 months. You
are always saying your "last words" Or "last
website" or "last meeting" "the last change" "last
day someone can move out to the ranch" (the next
day several people move out there) "last close of
probation" "last time laying nude" There have been
many "lasts" There will continue to be more "lasts"
But they are things that you have always said to
get the people to "feel their need of you" After
each "last" you come up with something to make it
so you weren't lying. You have a great imagination.
You can keep people going with it for a long time.
You have "27 days" as one of your deluded followers
puts it.
Michael