By Charlie Johnston
I am furious today. I just read that a Harris, Texas Grand Jury has handed down indictments against David Daleiden and his partner, Sandra Merritt, for obtaining the cover documents that allowed them to expose the atrocities Planned Parenthood is routinely committing – butchering babies and then selling off their organs.
Seriously, if you use governmental agencies to persecute – and prosecute – Christians and conservatives, that is no big deal. The IRS, BATF, FBI, Bureau of Land Management, EPA, Park Service and the vast and sundry resources of government have been deployed to harass and persecute ordinary Americans for their beliefs – NO one goes to jail – and the media argues it is the right thing to do. In fact, the abuses continue and multiply. The ATF sells guns to Mexican drug lords to demonstrate guns are used in killings. Yes, they sure are – especially when the American government sells them to drug lords and assassins. But that’s okay…nothing to see there. I’m not going to go through a laundry list, though I am tempted. Suffice it to say that, in America today, if you are a left-wing ideologue, you can commit murder and it will be treated as jaywalking. If you are Christian or conservative, if you jaywalk, it will be treated as murder. The rule of law is long dead and cold as January in this country. The rule of raw power is all that is left.
It is not that I simply loathe what government has become. I completely reject its legitimacy altogether. It no longer commands my loyalty or respect. I recognize its coercive power – a power every tyrant and brute in history has wielded before being toppled for his abuses. It is heartbreaking, for not long ago, in this country, even if my side lost a battle, I knew we got a reasonable hearing – and could regroup and fight again with better organizing and a clearer statement of our case. Now the media-governmental complex uses the language of law to oppress and destroy all who oppose them – and then congratulate themselves on how cleverly they have mutilated the law. I used to be a Republican. In many ways I am more disgusted with the impotent eunuchs who sit in Congress whining that there is nothing they can do than I am with the barbarians who have utterly destroyed the rule of law. All these “important” people sit worrying how actually standing for something will affect their “viability,” and whther the New York Times might talk ugly about them. I have been grateful that the Lord has not allowed us to suffer the fullness of the Storm for a some time, but now I find myself thinking and praying, “Come Lord Jesus. Your people are groaning in sorrow and agony. Come Lord Jesus!”
We have delivered ourselves up to judgment. The fury of the Lord’s winnowing fan is upon us. Woe to all who mouth pious bromides while executing infants, who use the “law” to jail or strip mere ideological opponents of their goods and livelihood, who use the “law” to force nuns and others to betray their consciences or be destroyed. Come Lord Jesus!
I reprint below a piece on “My Purpose” that is available in the links above. I print it afresh for you – but mainly because I am so disgusted I needed to remind myself. Come Lord Jesus!
(This is a post I did explaining as much of what I am doing as I am allowed)
Though it is only a very few, some people have emailed me to suggest I confine myself to publishing things like my encounter with the Father – or other direct messages from my visitors. Others have had other suggestions. While all are, no doubt, well-intended, that is not the purpose to which I am called or directed. I write today to explain what I can about what my purpose is.
I have not found anything quite like what I am told to do anywhere in history. I see elements of it in many types, but none that match up well. That is not so terribly surprising, for we have entered into a period, the Storm, that is unique in salvation history. Though there are prophetic elements necessary to my work, prophecy is not central to it. Though I have a multitude of visions and visitations, I am not primarily a visionary. Most of these have had to do with preparation for the work upon us – and are not for the whole world. Though it is critical that I be grounded in good – and precise – theology, I am not a theologian. As things unfold, much of it will ultimately be miraculous on its face – and I am directed to just let it develop as it does. Even with my priests, we only speak obliquely of these things. They have gathered what they have through contemplation of the central prophetic message and my three prime duties.
Before we get to that, I want to describe the trajectory over the years. At seven years old, I first realized this was not common – and that most people who saw and heard people that others couldn’t were crazy. I told my angel I would like to go through the training he spoke of, but if he ever told me to harm someone I would immediately go to a doctor and tell him what was going on. We both had some constraints – which we both eagerly agreed to – and I continued. Until about 10 years old, it was fairly easy, straightforward and fun.
From 10 to about 25, it was incredibly frustrating. I was told many things, none of which would happen as I expected, though each would match up precisely with the words I had been given. I was told things about people – both good and bad things headed their way. Many times I was forbidden to speak to them of it, even obliquely. More than a few times I disobeyed – and every time I did, worse things than I originally saw ensued. It was a hard discipline to learn to live.
From 25 to 35 I mainly doubted these things. I suspected this was just the way my mind processed a very powerful intuitive capacity – one that was very useful in my work. I did not think I was crazy any more. I had watched carefully for signs of progression or obsession and they just never developed. My visits had a rhythm – a range if you will. Sometimes more frequent and intense, sometimes quieter, but the range never degenerated into anything else. During this period, though I doubted, I did keep to the constraints I had promised – things you probably would not expect, but things the angel said were important. I figured, just in case it were true, somebody would need to have accepted the discipline.
I was received into the Catholic Church when I was 35. For almost a year after that, I was practically struck blind spiritually. Not only did I have no visitations, my intuitive capacity completely deserted me. That was a brutally difficult year with the intuition gone. But I figured if that was the trade – my special abilities for my reception into a spiritual home I could finally give my whole heart to, it was an excellent bargain.
At 36, my visitors were back big-time. My angel was very pleased that I had shown over the previous year that I loved God more than I loved being special – but now it was time to get down to serious work, for things were about to go into the final approach to the Storm. This began the period of what I call “Great Visions.” These were very detailed visions of things to come – and what was wanted from me in order to help people weather the Storm. This opened up the period where I could no longer reasonably attribute anything to intuition, for much of it was too specific – and the world was already starting to look like the dystopia I had been shown. It was the period where I began Spiritual Direction and first told another person about these things. It was when I desperately tried to find a way out and, if that were not possible, where I could advise in secret. Even after I fully accepted the work in ’97, I spent another five years trying to find a way to stay hidden on the matters. I went through a sort of miniature five-year Storm during this period, too, to bolster my fortitude, trust and resolve so I would be less likely to falter when it came upon the whole world. This lasted from 1998 to 2003.
From 2003 until the end of my pilgrimage in 2012 was the period of radical abandonment. I quit trying to escape, accepted intense instruction – including things that were very hard to swallow and had been, even just a few years earlier, impossible to swallow. And now, since late 2012, I have begun the active phase, finding my way and trying to live the early days of my work effectively.
I am sent to be a sort of sherpa, a guide through treacherous times, to help encourage and rally people to endure – to trust that rescue will come. I was not given mystical wisdom in some easy, quiet, gentle way. Rather, I quietly lived vanity and a hidden storm while everyone else lived their lives. The 15 years where I misinterpreted everything were brutally frustrating, but taught me not to trust to myself, nor to try to encapsulate God in my expectations. Once that was secure, then I limited the details of my interpretations far more, but was almost always right, though often miscalculating the times. In fact, it probably would not be too far a reach to say I was seldom right in a significant way until I was 35, and have rarely been wrong in a significant way afterward – though I am smart enough not to trust that. The biggest of the training was to learn to see less as we see here and a little more as the heavenly host sees there. As part of that, vanity and certainty in my own competence were burned and beaten out of me – and a fortitude that relied on God entirely developed. We have many surprises and terrors ahead.
At the heart of what I am called to is a central prophetic message and three prime duties. Attached to the three duties are job titles I am given. I will elaborate on the message and the duties here, though I do not care to speak of the job titles.
The central prophetic message is:
Be not afraid: God calls all men to salvation.
This seems simple, but embeds some serious subtleties. How can you be not afraid when the greatest period of violence and terror in history is engulfing you? You will be swept away if you trust to yourself and your mighty strength. The ONLY way is to hold fast to God. It is a call to a radical reliance on God. The second portion is routinely violated by most of the most pious people. They think God calls all people “like them” to salvation – or that they are to teach people to be “like them” in order to attain salvation. Before this Storm is over, almost everyone is going to be broken down and rebuked – taught that we all have been tried and found seriously wanting. Many of your greatest certainties are going to be crushed and you are going to feel completely lost and alone. Then you will understand the fulness of this message: it is not that God calls you to go out and convince more people to be like you; it is an assurance when your vanity and petulance, your shortfalls are fully revealed to you that God has not abandoned you, but intends your reclamation and salvation.
The first duty is to:
Defend the Faith
This seems straightforward enough, but it entails more than defending the faith from the assaults from without. The unconscious assaults from within, borne by disordered vanity are, in many ways, more dangerous in these times. There are theologians and intellectuals who have reduced the Scriptures to a mere intellectual Rubik’s Cube. they think they have learned the essence of Christ and are its exclusive arbiters. While it is good to seek wisdom, the best of our wisdom is as flimsy as straw. There are those who impose mystical significance on everything, constantly gilding the lily of God’s work. They mean well, but they have gilded so much that outsiders see all gilding and no lily – and reasonably conclude this is of man’s making, not God’s. Too much mystical overlays have obscured the lily for those who do not already believe. Trust me, God is not pleased about this.
I am usually very hard on those who seek, with great erudition, to undermine the legitimacy of the hierarchy. A Catholic man I know asked why I am so hard on that when I so freely greet Protestant brethren as full partners in the work before us. I am on the ship of Catholicism. It does not trouble me (in fact, it soothes me) that there are many other boats in our vicinity, all headed in the same direction we are. That is a whole different thing from assaulting the ship from without or fomenting mutiny from within. I will be equally vigorous in defending the faith from either. Now if the mutineers would cease to dishonestly call themselves Catholic and get their own boat, I would be glad to have them nearby for the journey provided they also ceased their assaults.
Hearten the Faithful
This website is one of the first public steps in that particular duty. I do not write it to give you prophecy, theology, or reports of visitations, though all are incorporated into the purpose. It is to give people heart – to see that God is there, that He is close at hand to YOU, and that He asks only the simple things from you that you can do – and will reveal Himself to you as you live that with fidelity. As times go on, though, things will get trickier. God’s anger is not just kindled against those who overtly oppose Him. His anger has been kindled against almost all, for like Job’s friends, most of us have absorbed ourselves in our expectations of what God should be rather than engaging with the Living God. The biggest of those expectations are going to fall like old timber under the onslaught of a flood. As they do, many will have their faith shaken – and I will work to give them new heart – to see with clear certainty that it is merely their expectations that have failed, not God. I know many expect an undeniable, visible worldwide miracle before the rescue. I am almost certain it will not happen that way. First, it almost never does – God always leaves room for plausible doubt. Second, I am informed that while God will reveal Himself in small groups that are cooperating simply with each other under His guidance, He will seem to have forsaken the larger world for most of the Storm. That is because He intends that EACH of us fully see how pitiful our competence is, that our confidence in ourselves be crushed so that we may turn our hearts decisively to Him. After all have lost hope, then He will manifest that most rarity of rarities, a visible undeniable miracle visible to all – the Triumph of the Immaculate Heart and our rescue. It is because we will not be suited to populate the world as He intends it until all vestiges of vanity and self-will are crushed. I will help give people heart by telling them credibly what is actually being crushed – and what is being built.
Defend the Faithful
This is fairly obvious, too. But it does NOT just refer to “spiritual warfare.” We in the west have lived in a coccoon of safety for several hundred years now. It has reduced our thinking on temporal battle and strife to mere formulaic platitudes. But the violence you read about with horror is coming to your door soon enough – and formulaic platitudes are not a defense. The Scripture that “…he who lives by the sword will die by the sword…” is often quoted to urge unrelenting pacifism. But it is tyrants and oppressors, those who rely on force to compel their will, who live by the sword. To defend, even with violent force, those who are violently assaulted, is not living by the sword. And now both you and nations have a great and terrible responsibility. If you attack with violence when diplomacy would have resolved the strife, you will be held to account. If you allow people to be violated when you could have stopped it with vigorous force, you will be held to account. Sounds impossible. It is. So you better trust God, do your duty, and abandon pious-sounding formulas.
Even in the little things, God prepares things so that all may see the evidence of His grace. There will be a time when I spend much time visiting and offering hope to many refugees who have been forced to flee their homes and are homeless. It will be a comfort to them to know that I made myself homeless for a year and a half when it was not necessary, but for love and trust during my pilgrimage – and that I come to offer them hope not as one who has not known privation and exposure, but as one who has lived by choice what they are living by necessity. It is a benefit of my pilgrimage that I did not recognize until after it was over.
With Job, throughout my life it has pleased God to take me into the whirlwind with Him. Like Job, what I have seen does not convince me how wise and clever I am – but exactly the opposite. With Job, I put my hand over my mouth for I have seen marvelous things too great for me. That, in the end, is what God wanted me to see above all. Theology, while useful, will not lead us certainly to God. Prophecy, while useful, can endanger us if we are filled with pride over our ‘understanding’ of it. Mystical experiences can come from the devil as well as from God – and will come from satan if that is what we glory in. The only safe, sure path I know to God is, in submission to the authority He established over us, to acknowledge Him, take the next right step, and be a sign of hope to those around us. Trust. Do. Love. That is the sure path. To keep that reality vivid before a world in turmoil, a world falling in on itself, is what I am sent for. And when the rescue is complete, I will leave the public scene entirely except to advocate for and raise money for the raising of the great Shrine of thanksgiving for our rescue.