Cape Tribulation

By Jack Gresham

In Book Four, Cape Tribulation, Mohammed, now named Sargon, the newly proclaimed Mahdi of Islam, reaches global dominion except for Israel and the Covenant Lands of the indigenous on Cape York Peninsula, Far North Queensland, Australia, including Cape Tribulation.
Harold and Sarah travel again to Cape York to meet with the Elder, on Thursday Island. Sargon journeys to that small corner of the world, Cape Tribulation, as a world leader and finds he has no power to change the course chosen by those who stand against him. Mohammed (not Sargon) returns to the Cape to be with those who have the knowledge of what the future holds; without the ability to change it; only the resolve to live it.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Jack Gresham
• Release date: Feb 14, 2014
• ISBN: 9781935699217

Jack Gresham

I grew up in the small community of South Miami, Florida (population 300; twenty-two miles from downtown Miami). I enjoyed the sparsely settled South Dade area with sunny beaches and camping out along Snapper Creek.In my early teens, I began my walk in the Christian faith with a commitment that has held fast throughout my life.I attended public schools in the local area and upon graduating from Ponce de Leon High School in 1949 matriculated at Georgia Tech in the School of Aeronautical Engineering.The Korean War brought to me a new calling. After two years of college, I qualified for cadet training in the USAF. After earning my wings, I spent three years in the Air Defense Command flying F86Ds out of McGuire AFB in New Jersey. My wife, Moena and two small children left the Air Force with me to return to the University of Miami and complete medical school.Internship for one year, four years in residency, and a six months fellowship in surgery of the hand completed my post-graduate medical education, followed by almost forty years in private practice as an orthopedic surgeon. Five memorable years in the middle of my medical career were spent in Saudi Arabia while our children labored through college years 1980-85.It was during those years, traveling around the globe once each year and making many side trips to other countries of interest that Moena and I experienced a wide variety of cultures and religions.After returning to the States and before retiring, I went on many medical mission trips to The Ukraine, Brazil, and Africa. It was at Kijabe Station, about seventy kilometers north of Nairobi, Kenya, sitting on the edge of the Rift Valley that I experienced the greatest cultural distances between indigenous tribes and modern medicine.It is my belief that people of all cultures need understanding and acceptance more than they need change.

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Cape Tribulation is located about halfway up the Coral Sea coast of the Cape York Peninsula, in Far North Queensland, Australia, and the most northwestern limit of the country. Cape York is just south of New Guinea, separated by the Torres Strait, home of the Australian indigenous Torres Strait Islanders. It was at Cape Tribulation on June 10, 1770, that Lt. James Cook ran his ship, Endeavor, on a reef and suffered major damage. The site of the accident was named Reef Endeavor and the headlands overlooking the waters were named Cape Tribulation by Cook because here began all our Troubles.

He limped north along the coast for a few miles before coming to the mouth of a river called by the Aborigines Wahalumbaal (today known as the Endeavor River) where he beached his ship for repairs, noting in his log . . . It was happy for us that a place of refuge was at hand; for we soon found that the ship would not work, and it is remarkable that in the whole course of our voyage we had seen no place that our present circumstances could have afforded us the same relief.

It is fitting that the subsequent settlement was named, and still is known as Cooktown.

Prologue

After ten years in an unchanged time line from the year 2017 when Mohammed made his first choice between two pathways of life, he returned to those same two doors (in The Syrian Saber, Book Three) to choose the pathway previously ignored and continue life from the year 2017 . . . again. The first three years in his alliance with Lucifer and his first ventures in world affairs in Book Three are history. It is in this book, from the year 2020 onward that he will live out the remaining seven years of the second ten-year span which will bring the world to the Last Seven Years of this present age beginning in 2027.

But other lives that also became a part of the Fabric of Time after the second choice must be brought forward from 2017 to join Mohammed in the process of evolving history. Two ten-year spans of time, possibly Creation in parallel universes, must be merged into a single time line as Earth steps onto the Threshold (the Millennium) of the Final Frontier (Eternity Future) after the Last Seven Years of this present age.

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The question of Conspiracy was introduced but not fully explained in the first three books. It cannot be ignored any longer. In this Prologue is a brief account that is but the first step in an understanding to come only after much study.

The first conspiracy of history was the one initiated by Lucifer with other angels between 14.5 billion years ago, our scientific estimation of the time of the Big Bang, and 350 thousand years ago, when the First Peoples appeared on Earth (by scientific determination.) The basic tenet of the conspiracy was to say no to God’s way and venture out in the way of self by many with an entirely humanistic purpose.

Just as Lucifer seduced others of Heaven’s Spiritual Host, so would the banished demons seduce the people of Earth who were spiritually imbued and subject to temptation even as were the angels of Lucifer’s original conspiracy. There would be those of humanity who would side with the demons (fallen angels) of Earth and choose to stand against God in self defiance. It was in that first center of human civilization after the Flood—Babylon—that members of the human family banded together just as did the angels of Lucifer’s rebellion to say yes to the demon force and no to God.

A conspiracy was born with the spirits of humans uniting with demons to breed the anti-God culture of ancient Babylon. What evolved would be pervasive through all generations of human history and grow in domination over all expressions of the human enterprise until the end of the age, yet to come.

The Babylonian Conspiracy is the enemy of our soul to be endured until . . . but not alone.

We cannot deny those who dwell in the spiritual realm—both the Angels of Light and the Demons of Darkness—are with us today. For the most part, we have little factual information regarding this subject. What we believe as probable truth is derived primarily from the Apocalyptic and Eschatological Writings of The Word. And to say the least, we tend not to spend much in thought about any questions we might have. That does not keep us from occasionally wondering, What if . . ?

We have become a fantasy-loving generation, seduced by fame, fortune, power, and self-gratification. But there are those of the human family who have answered the call to a higher order of life; self-sacrifice for the needs of others, philanthropy, and a faith of the spirit which expresses purpose beyond mere human measure in answer to the outstretched Hand of The One which resides in the shadow of a cross.

This certainly is one area where truth may be stranger than fiction!

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PART I – AROUND THE WORLD

Beginning a New 2017

Chapter One

The First Day

From the Past

During the ten years after Mohammed’s first choice in 2017, the Middle East was in turmoil. Three diverging factions were involved in their own plans for resolution; Responder from The Directory that was seeking to establish a new world order, Mohammed aspiring for a peaceful jihad that would in some respects bring a similar world structure, and the CIA with the affirmed intention of protecting the national security of the United States. All were playing the role of a power broker in the changing world scene, especially in the Middle East. Those living in different parts of the world, including the indigenous of Cape York, were at a loss to identify who might be the one to fear the most. The three entities, without public announcement, came together under an umbrella called Dark Shadow. They were active in Middle East and world affairs when the King of the North (who deposed the King of Syria) entered the scene as the Mahdi, and his assassination sealed the Fabric of Time; it was back to the beginning of another ten years in another 2017. It was the time for Mohammed to return to the doors of his first choice and face a familiar decision. He would choose differently this time, and the Fabric of Time would resume its course with the beginning of a new 2017.

In the forthcoming ten years, at least two people will have a memory of the life that was lived after Mohammed’s first choice. Harold and Sarah Warren will remember those ten years, but Mohammed will not. Who else might also know or come to know in the course of time will be for the reader to discover as the story progresses.

Mohammed’s Second Time line Begins in Other Lives

The Elder called Greg Mabo to his bungalow on Thursday Island on the first day of 2017. He handed him a folded sheet of paper. There is a name and date of arrival at Cairns. You are to meet that person. She will be expecting you. Check her into the hotel also named on the paper. The next morning, take her to our bank in Cairns where she may open a private account and obtain some Australian Dollars. Then bring her to Cape Tribulation where accommodations are awaiting her. Tell her, ‘You are not alone. It may be several days before those who will lead you further can be here. Accept our hospitality as it is given and be at peace.’

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On the other side of the world, the reinvented Marsha Phillips was struggling with her situation. Plan B seemed to be well-formulated, but she thought, What am I supposed to do when I reach Australia? I’ve not consulted with a travel agent and have no plans after my arrival. Someone will have to help me.

At the Baghdad airport there was no waiting lounge to delay her with the diplomatic passport. As she made her way through the checkpoints to the boarding gate, her Agency training forced its way into her consciousness. Everyone near her called for an evaluation. She struggled to avert the trap of paranoia but was unable to relax through the process. She was soon reclining in her seat at altitude on the way to Frankfurt and drifted off to sleep, entering a dream world not common for her.

She did not recognize her surroundings—there was nothing to see except the white cloud base on which she stood. She did pause to think, How am I able to stand on a cloud? That thought was short-lived as she came to realize she was not alone. A bushy-haired, early elderly man with deep blue eyes dressed in a blue pinstripe seersucker suit stood at her side. "My name is Samuel Goodson. It’s nice to meet you, Marsha Phillips. I know you have many questions, and I have been sent to tell you that a way has been prepared for you from this point forward.

Before I continue, are there any questions you would like to ask?

I don’t know you from any previous experience. I’ve had encounters with my guardian angel, the Janitor, on at least two occasions. Are you associated with him in any measure?

Samuel nodded and said, "The Janitor and I work together in many instances—including yours. He is always with you while I may come and go. You will come to accept that set of circumstances as time passes.

But is there something else of concern?

I’m not worried about my travels and where I’ll reside in the future, even though the unknown surrounds both. What I would like to know more than anything else right now is, ‘Who is the father of my child that will arrive in another six months?’ I have no clue after much thought.

Samuel let the question hang for a few moments. "It is not for me to answer that question. But you will soon know. You must put that question aside and concentrate on your travel plans. Again, you must know that your way has been prepared, and no one can bring you harm.

On your arrival in Cairns, you will meet with an indigenous Islander by the name of Gregory Mabo. Do not worry about finding him, he will find you. He will guide you on the rest of your journey—until you are settled and confirmed in a life where the future will be of no concern. You are to be one of the privileged few to receive knowledge of that which will come to pass by the Hand of The One. Perhaps what I have said will bring more questions to surface. ‘Do not let your heart be troubled. . .’ a very wise man once told those who followed him. The complete story is contained in the Fourteenth Chapter of the Gospel of John. You should read it at your earliest convenience. I can give you no better advice.

Marsha awakened in her seat feeling strengthened by her encounter with Samuel Goodson, thinking, I don’t believe I’ve heard the last from this kind gentleman, whoever he is.

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Mike Finnerty was perplexed about what happened to Winnie. In his estimation, she was the perfect agent in a setting she managed in an admirable fashion. Now he had a new agent about whom he had many questions. What are the answers to my questions about Winnie? Are there some spiritual dynamics I am missing? And what about Mohammed? He is not to be found, and Dark Shadow is . . . gone. I have the feeling I’m in a strange new world—but everything looks normal. What’s going on?

His cell phone ring startled him away from his thoughts.

Randy, this is your editor. When can I expect a follow up article on Doctor Beasley? Harold Crawford at Langley had some questions.

She’s made a trip out of country, and I don’t know when she will return. I’ll call you as soon as I know.

I need all the information you have on her. Send me a package as soon as possible. Keep her in your sights. I believe you will have a story of interest as her future unfolds.

If there were any listening ears, they would have no useful information. But the Agency was not going to let one of its own leave behind anything that might cause trouble down the road.

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Chapter Two

Ebb Tide

Just as the ebb tide slowly drains water from tidal basins and ship’s ports of call to the sea, the insidious contamination of Sargon’s new world order would slowly drain all accumulated resources of individual and corporate endeavor around the world into his sphere of absolute control and ecclesiastical rule. Nothing and no one would be safe from his grasp, except . . .

A New Start

Sleeping in the Cape Tribulation Guesthouse, still in Mohammed’s time before he walked through the door of his second choice, in the late evening hours on Thursday, the last day of 2026, Harold and Sarah once again shared a time together in another dimension.

They awakened Friday morning, the first day of January, 2017 . . . in a New York hotel room. They looked at each other and asked themselves the same question, Why are we here instead of our apartment? They knew each other as they were previously known, and everything seemed to be as it should, except they had no trouble noticing they were ten years younger.

And things felt different. Five minutes watching Fox News made them know they were in at least a different realm than when they went to bed in the Guesthouse; the year was different, as was the world. They went through the motions of what would be needed to be done on any other Friday morning that was a holiday—New Year’s Day.

They spent three days mostly in their room watching newscasts on TV, reading newspapers and magazines, and surfing web sites.

Monday morning, they checked out of the hotel, having no luggage other than a small clothes bag and a computer case. Their credit card had already insured payment. They shared breakfast in the next door deli and rode a taxi to work. They arrived on time and went directly to their offices—where they always went.

Regardless of the perceived normal scene, they were adrift in a sea of confusion. Even though they recognized their surroundings as their previous New York offices, and those around them paid them no particular attention, they were extremely unsure if this was reality or just a dream. It took them only a few minutes at their desks before they realized it was reality, at least for them at this time of their lives. The names and numbers on their computer screens were as before, ones they instantly recognized as belonging to them for their management, and a few that were not in their memory banks. They recognized this as a Monday, but the date on their computer screen was not the one they knew was true for the Monday they were anticipating—it was ten years previous.

They sat at their desks until closing time, except for a lunch break in a nearby small restaurant. At closing time, they shut down their systems and arrived at the down elevators at the same time. Harold looked at Sarah and asked, Where do we go from here?

To the only place we know as home. It must be the place where we lived when we . . . left. And that’s exactly what they did. They could not even find words for conversation in the taxi.

When they arrived at their apartment building, the address they somehow knew to give the cab driver when they left work, the doorman greeted them as if nothing unusual was transpiring. They rode the elevator up to their floor.

Harold took the key ring out of his pocket and had no trouble opening the door. There was a look of incredibility on his face as he pushed the door open while looking down at the door key. He could not help noting the distinct car key for a BMW.

They stepped inside the door and saw a familiarly furnished apartment. Sarah was just looking around, still lost in wonderment, as they walked into the living room. A visitor welcomed them with a smile. Both stood still with nothing to say.

Marie Again – The Mission

I’m so glad to see you. Marie was waiting for them.

Sarah exclaimed, Marie, how wonderful it is to see you!

Harold could do nothing more than nod in agreement although a slight smile did venture across his face. He, in fact, was as delighted as Sarah to see someone who might know what was happening, what they should expect, and maybe even answer, Why?

I hope I was not presumptuous in accepting your uninvited hospitality. I’m here first of all to orient you to your present circumstances and try to answer any questions you might have. Come, let’s sit together. Her engaging smile and open handed invitation brought a feeling of equanimity and peace to Harold and Sarah. They took the couch and Marie sat in the armchair across the coffee table from them.

I can tell you have no idea what has happened to you. I’ll try to explain it in words you can comprehend, but you must know they span concepts you aren’t able to understand at this time. Just bear with me.

"We must go back to ‘the beginning.’ In the continuum established by The One for Creation, a sub-continuum was created for Earth. For eons, it ran its course apart from but a part of the other elements of Creation. Then at the beginning of the year 2017 of our time, He selected a span of ten years to be set aside for a ‘historical interlude.’ When that interlude was completed, He compressed it into a nanosecond of time and reinserted it in Earth’s continuum as an unnoticed blip of time. It was in the endpoint of that blip of time you journeyed from Australia to New York.

"The beginning of those first ten years was also the time Mohammed walked through the first of two doors in choosing a path of life to his liking. The story of those ten years must wait until you learn of your lives during that same time, a story for the most part reserved for the eternal future.

"It will be in that timeless eternal future when the nanosecond of Mohammed’s ten years after his first choice will be opened for all to see and know.

"It would be at the end of that time that he returned to choose between those same two doors, selecting the one previously ignored, one which would take him in into a different life. You will learn more of this before the end of the age, but it will come slowly as you increase in wisdom. The purpose of The One for what I described isn’t known by me or anyone else.

"So, how can one live a life and return to live another in the same span of time? It’s not to say the life lived was lost when one returns to live it again.

"All that occurs in such is put into a collective consciousness to be revealed in the future when time shall be no more. It will be the time of The Final Frontier—Eternity Future. Now we are in Earth’s original continuum. The year is 2017, again, minus one nanosecond, the blip that contains ten years. Now Mohammed has walked through the door of his second choice, and you will have completed fourteen years of mission work with the Islanders, with only the initial four counting against your present age. For the most part, you will have no memory of those years, but as time goes on, bits and pieces will emerge into our consciousness.

"You are home with things as they were on the Friday before your departure, but four years have passed. You will not hear of any robbery of the New York Fed with a nuclear threat in Washington, D.C.; that’s all in the past. And you are not in the midst of planning a journey to Australia, at least not for a while. It sounds a bit crazy; I remember the first time I did it, and it really threw me for a loop. Looking at the two of you, I must say you seem rather calmly resolved, at least on the outside.

"Also you should know you are not a new face to others and they should not seem new to you. All you entered on your computers in 2013 regarding your leaving as well as transferring your accounts to another person has happened. Now you are back in that same time line, but four years have passed.

"Those four years have not changed for you, but they are not the same four years for everyone else with you at this time. You will come to understand more about this new Fabric of Time you have now entered as your life unfolds with those also here.

"Now before the ‘Why?’ of it all; I’m glad to see that you both have your laptops. Please set them side by side on the coffee table in front of you and pull the table up to your knees so you can manage the keyboard.

Open them and power up for a surfing episode, the likes of which neither of you have ever seen before.

Marie sat back in her chair completely relaxed and began talking as if this was nothing unusual and she saw exactly what both of their screens portrayed.

"You can see your screens are identical. In the lower right hand corner is this present date and time and just below it is noted ‘Day 4’; that number will change with each succeeding date of this present time line to keep you oriented at all times.

"At the end of the last line of text, or numbers if that is the case, is entered, there will be a little green flag. That means ‘go’ for whoever wants to communicate or record.

Once you start with a green flag, the color of the flag on the other’s computer will turn red and that keyboard will not function. The one who has the green light has the power until the ‘F1’ is selected. That is when the red flag on the other computer will turn green once again, opening that keyboard for data input. I can see the wheels turning in your heads.

What if one of us keeps on and on and will not give way for the other? Sarah was concerned.

"That could happen and probably will. For that situation, the one listening, or looking, can simply press any key on the laptop and hold it down. The green flag on the sender’s screen will suddenly turn yellow and flash slowly. Then is the time for the one with the power to cede control to the partner by depressing the ‘F1’ key. If the one with the power ignores the request of the partner, the yellow flag will continue to flash faster and faster until it is a solid glow. That keyboard will then cease to function and the one continually depressing the objecting key will get a green light. This is done not that you might go to war with each other but as a last gap measure to stop a runaway. Also, if one laptop is closed, the other ceases to function. You should always keep your laptop on your desk while at work.

"Don’t worry about another looking at your screen; all that an inquiring eye will see is a meaningless data sheet. When one opens their laptop, it will not function until the other, who is signaled by a flashing ready light or front, opens theirs. When you plug into the DSL for internet or other business purposes, your computer will function as any other would. I do not need to go into any further detail; each of you will manage this program without any trouble. One other thing, there is no printer that will work with these laptops while they are in the synchronous mode.

"You’ve been asking yourselves, ‘Why?’ for some time. Now you must be told some things that are now and some things that are to come. With what you know as history, life should have few questions.

"You will not be told exactly what you are to do, but that understanding will become evident as you proceed onward. Individuals, complete strangers to you, will move in and out of your life at unexpected times. Events will flow in an orderly fashion with no effort on your part.

"As you know, the robbery of the New York Fed was done ostensibly to finance a terrorist jihad by the Mahdi. As you also know, Mohammed of Babylon in the continuation of his life in the interlude did not fulfill the expectations of the terrorists who wished to finance him, and that scheme became unraveled.

"In this present time line which you never left, but suffered a recent translocation, Mohammed, when given the opportunity to return from the interlude to choose again at the same age as the first, chose the second door and a life of entirely different consequences.

"It follows a course of history now noted as the current date on your computers—where you are now. Two years from now, in 2019, in the time line of his choosing the second door, Mohammed of Babylon will not pursue the way of peace, but in league with Lucifer, will choose to stand before God, his Allah, and say, ‘I have a better way than Yours for a New World Order’ and Earth’s final struggle will begin. He will open a new Bank of Babylon in the year 2020. Then he will step into the center stage of world events with a Seventeen Year Plan to accomplish world dominion that he will start from 2017, on the day he walked through the door of his second choice. There is a definite correlation with Mohammed’s Seventeen Year Plan and the prophesied Last Seven Years of biblical prophecy you will learn later.

"You will live through the years of his ‘new world order’ that is in league with Lucifer while in this time line, except for the last six months.

It was also during the most recent four years of your ‘other life’ the global plans for the Directory crystallized into open confrontation with Mohammed. They, as well as all other world enterprises, no matter how philanthropic or socially deranged, will cede their resources to him.

After a slight pause, Marie continued, "As of now, Mohammed has forsaken his given name for ‘Sargon’ and is still considered by many to be the Mahdi of Islam. I cannot tell you more other than you must expect dramatic world changes in the near future.

"In spite of these changes, you must use every resource made available to you for the protection of the people to whom you have been called. Also, at this present time, Sargon is in the process of forging a peace treaty between the Palestinians and the Israelis. When it is signed, it will mark the beginning of the Last Seven Years of this present age in fulfillment of biblical prophecy and also in accordance with his Seventeen Year Plan.

"Without Divine intervention, you would not live through those years since all believers would no longer be on Earth; excluding some First Peoples living in Covenant Lands. But because you will be there by direction from The One, you will live through those Last Seven Years on Cape Tribulation, at least up to six months before that Last Day which will mark the end of the age.

"You can play with numbers from the year 2017 to arrive at the year that seems to be the logical ending of this present age. In each of Mohammed’s two time lines, there was and will be a period of ten years after the choices before the Israeli/Arab Peace Treaty, marking the beginning of the Last Seven Years (Tribulation) before the end of the age and the beginning of the New World Order by the Hand of The One.

"From the time of Mohammed’s choosing the First Door, ten years passed until the Fabric of Time was sealed—at the end of 2026 when the King of the North was assassinated the moment he placed the final signature on the treaty which ended before it began. It was also the time Mohammed walked through the door of his second choice. It would seem logical that another ten years will pass before the peace treaty is signed again, to bring in the first day of the Last Seven Years. Numbers may help us understand what to expect, but it is only by the Hand of The One that the decision will be made.

"The seven years of our time for Tribulation may well be a different span of time for The One, and I can say no more.

"Your second trip to Australia will be quite different from your first since you have four years of memory from your work with the Islanders under the direction of The Elder; they will always be with you. It is 2017 again, not the day after you retired in the Guesthouse of Cape Tribulation on the last day of 2026, as directed by The Elder, but the same date Mohammed walked through the door of his second choice. The date will be the same as the 2017 of your first visit, but the world will be different. There will be others who find themselves in a ‘new 2017’ who will cross paths with you.

"Two men from Atlanta by the names of Thomas Laughton and Henry Bellamy, as well as a young lady from New York City by the name of Marsha Phillips will be of special interest are part of your future.

It’s up to you to tell each of them as little or as much of what I and Samuel Goodson have told you. Marie stood and walked out the door.

Harold asked, Are as confused as I am?

Sarah replied, I may be, but I’m also filled with an awesome hope.

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Marsha Phillips was delayed in Frankfurt for ten days due to a delay in her Australian visa. Someone at Langley had applied for it in the wrong name of Doctor Winifred Beasley. She spent some time at the library researching Indigenous People of Australia. She had no computer and could not even use it if she did, by order of Plan B. The library was like something new reminding her of something old.

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The diplomatic passport of Doctor Winifred Beasley was not casually dismissed, especially when she did not continue to the United States as expected. It was not until two weeks later, when reviewing departures from Frankfurt, there appeared a Marsha Phillips, from nowhere, with an American Passport including an Australian visa. Her picture was the same as Doctor Beasley. The information was placed in a file that was never accessed because it did not exist.

The Fifth Pearl

Wealth is an illusion. By it men measure power held over others. In reality, the only power one has over another is that given by the subjugated. Anonymous

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Chapter Three

Peace in the Midst of Tyranny

We now emerge into the beginning of the end as far as natural history for this earth is concerned. Jewish and Christian eschatology comes to fulfillment—the beginning of a new chapter in God’s Plan for Man. We may