June 5, 2,006
A Plea From The Children Of Iraq
Something happened at 9:25 our time Thursday morning that
certainly upset the creatures of Darkness! Gerald was taking a
shower when a shadowy form coalesced in the bathroom and threw
itself against the shower door with so much force that it
should've broken it. The door shook for several seconds as if
something was physically rattling it, then stopped. For a
creature of Darkness to expend that much energy in pure
frustration shows that something phenomenal must've happened. We
wish we could find out what it was. Maybe some day somebody will
come to us and say "You know, at 9:25 June 1, 2,006 I
decided to join your efforts and do the Work of The Lord Of
Heaven." But until that time we'll just have to wonder. But
we would sure like to upset the creatures of Darkness that much
again!
Gerald had one of those vivid dreams Saturday morning that he is
quite sure was far more than a dream. He was at the funeral of a
young service man who had died in Iraq when the spirit of the
young soldier approached him with a group of children and saluted
him. "Commander of all American divisions," the soldier
snapped, "permission to speak, sir!"
"Certainly!" Gerald answered. "These are my
escorts from Iraq," the soldier explained. "They are
staying with me until all the formalities are concluded and then
they will escort me to Paradise. They wish to make a plea to you.
Would you hear them, sir?" "Of course!" Gerald
answered. "What is it you wish, spirits of love?" The
children separated themselves into two groups and a boy stepped
forward and spoke for one. "Father Of Fathers," he
said, "you who were our Father before Abraham was our
Father, we are children that were killed in the fighting when our
people were attacking the American soldiers. Please tell the kind
American soldiers that we hold no ill will against them. We
understand God's Law. We know our people were trying to hurt them
and they were protecting themselves, that it was our people's
fault that we were hurt, not theirs. We want them to know that we
greet every one of them that falls in battle and stay with them
until they receive the reward that Muhammed has given them, that
we treasure them, and bless them. Would you give that
message?" Gerald smiled. "I most certainly will give
that message!" he answered.
The boy stepped back and a little girl stepped forward.
"Voice Of The Prophets," the little girl began,
"you who speak for all that are good, and condemn all that
are evil, will you speak for me also?" "My
goodness!" Gerald commented, "How many of my titles are
you going to use, little ones?" The girl curtsied and
answered "Every one that is appropriate. Will you convey my
message?" Gerald smiled and answered "Of course. What
is it?" The girl continued "We are among those that
were not hurt by accident, that some soldiers hurt because they
were upset and angry. But we do not want those that hurt us to
die forever like so many of our own people have been dying
forever. We want them to have eternal life. Giver Of Truth, will
you please tell them what they must do to be right with Allah, so
their offenses may be forgiven and they may have eternal life? To
have their souls lost forever would grieve us greatly, even
though what they did to us was not right. We would have them
continue to exist. Please tell them how to survive, Voice Of
Truth!" Gerald sighed and answered "I will try, dear
one, but you must understand the parents in America were taught
by a very sick man to let their children do whatever they wanted
to do and not rebuke them in any way. They have not been taught
to be caring and honorable like you have been, to think of
others, and, to do for others. But I will try. I will tell them
what they must do to have eternal life because I must do whatever
the pure of heart asks me to do." The girl smiled and
curtsied again and the whole group began to walk off. That was
when Gerald woke up, sweating and burning up. He had to get up
and turn the air conditioner on. But now he must fulfill the
promise he made to that little one because he believes this was
far more than a dream.
Those American troops that committed atrocities in Iraq, who took
lives unjustly have one hope and only one hope. There is only one
way they can gain eternal life. First, they must tell their
sleazy lawyers to go to hell. Then they must go to the
authorities and say "Look, I'll tell you everything but
there is one condition. I must be court martialed, convicted, and
sentenced to death. I must be returned to Iraq and before the
people I offended shot by a firing squad so that they may see
without question, that justice was done. If you will guarantee me
that this will be done in short order, that it won't take months,
that my wishes will be carried out, I will make complete
confession. But God insists I must pay the debt that I have
incurred before those I wronged or I will not have eternal life.
I must have this agreement or I will say nothing." If those
Americans responsible for atrocities in Iraq do this, if they
make complete confession, and pay the full price for their crime,
not only will they gain eternal life, but The Lord Of Heaven will
permit them entry into His Kingdom. There is no other way.
Everyone that fights, everyone that tries to justify themselves
will suffer eternal death. This is the only chance they have for
eternal life, no matter what anyone else tells them. This is
their only hope, for The Lord Of Heaven will not pardon the
murder of innocents no matter what anyone tells them. They can
have eternal life, but in order to do so they must make amends
for what they have done. The little girl's wishes have been
fulfilled.
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Nothing in all the world is more dangerous than
sincere ignorance and conscientious stupidity.
Martin Luther King Jr.