The Real Truth from God's Bible: Jesus Will Soon Return and Establish His Kingdom on this Earth

By Lloyd O. Christensen

WHY DID I WRITE THIS BOOK

As you have now read to this point, you know that Jesus has been in my life since I was 2 ½ years old. At near 13, out of the blue, he told me I would interpret the Bible and then he gave me that Book and proceeded to fulfill his promise. And now I have been learning from him for nearly 60 years. So after a

• Language: English
• Publisher: Westwood Books Publishing
• Release date: Mar 23, 2019
• ISBN: 9781643616193

Lloyd O. Christensen

In the 91 years of my life, I have in my mind the memory of knowing about Jesus since I was only two and a half years old. This was the result of my parents taking me to Sunday school. We lived in a modest home in Lignite, North Dakota, and there was a basement below the kitchen, about eight feet square and seven foot deep. There was a trapdoor in the kitchen floor and a ladder going down at a slope, so you could go up and down holding on with one hand and still carry something. It was called a root cellar, and it took the place of a refrigerator as this was the only way we had to keep things cooler. For some reason, my parents decided to enlarge it, and they hired our minister's son to do the job. He was in the basement with a pick, a shovel, and a bucket. He would pick at the sides, knocking down some dirt, putting it in the bucket, and handing it up to Dad, and he would scatter it in the garden. I remember sitting on the second step, at just about eye level with the man. As he used the pick at one time, I said to him, "You be careful where you swing that pick. You'll stick Jesus. He's all over the place."

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ISRAEL IDENTITY MESSAGE

Information from

Ivan Panin

A Russian atheist who soon became a Christian

Pastor Schiffner

Pastor Robert Thornton

Pastor R. E. Wemp

Pastor Arthur A. Pachkofsky

My thoughts written strictly from

KING JAMES BIBLE

According to Ivan Panin, the most correct translation

Please read the preface

Slowly

Then read the book very slowly too, as

I want you to concentrate on

Every word, and the meaning of god’s

Word will really surprise you.

Contents

Preface

Chapter 1 How, When, and Why I Studied

Chapter 2 Who Wrote the Bible

Chapter 3 How to Read the Bible

Chapter 4 God’s Re-Creation of the Earth

Chapter 5 The Sabbath Day Was Made for Man

Chapter 6 2nd Creation of Man

Chapter 7 Where Hell Is, and Who Will Go There

Chapter 8 Where Heaven Is, and Who Will Go There

Chapter 9 Deportation of Israel

Chapter 10 The Throne of David to Jesus

Chapter 11 The Kingdom Promises

Chapter 12 The Throne of Jesus on the Earth

Comments

Chapter 13 Was Jesus a Jew?

Chapter 14 God’s Sovereign Power Shown Throughout History

Chapter 15 Jesus In His 1000 Years Kingdom on this Earth

PREFACE

In the past fifteen years of my life, I have written five short softcover books about the Bible. I am now fifty. Some years into my study of the Bible and have found a few more secrets that God has revealed to me: He has opened up more of his Bible plan to help me complete his kingdom message. I am writing my sixth book to put all of my studies into one, and in the process, I enlarged much more on the first five, as well as the new secrets I found. I will be repeating much of the Bible more than once. The reason for this is that each book has its own story, and putting them all in one straight story will be more confusing. Also, by repeating much of the book, it will put the entire Bible strongly in your mind, and you will surely remember it more. It will also give you a much better understanding of the real truth in the Bible. The Bible actually tells where heaven and hell are. In reading the Bible, I want to stress one point, and that is there is mathematical proof beyond man’s knowledge that God wrote every word in the Bible! Men of God simply penned exactly what they were told to say, as God breathed the message into their minds. So when you read a parable you don’t understand, remember that it has something to do with another part of the book. That means you have to study and let God tell you where it connects with something else. Whatever you read, God says what he means, and he means what he says. He didn’t write any words that were just for reading. The more you study, the more God will show you what is in the book.

Modern theology teaches the Rapture, which is false!!! Also, they do not teach

jesus will rule on the earth for 1000 years!

I wrote this book in the love I have for God’s word.

LLOYD O. CHRISTENSEN

CHAPTER 1

HOW, WHEN, AND WHY I STUDIED

In the 91 years of my life, I have in my mind the memory of knowing about Jesus since I was only two and a half years old. This was the result of my parents taking me to Sunday school. We lived in a modest home in Lignite, North Dakota, and there was a basement below the kitchen, about eight feet square and seven foot deep. There was a trapdoor in the kitchen floor and a ladder going down at a slope, so you could go up and down holding on with one hand and still carry something. It was called a root cellar, and it took the place of a refrigerator as this was the only way we had to keep things cooler. For some reason, my parents decided to enlarge it, and they hired our minister’s son to do the job. He was in the basement with a pick, a shovel, and a bucket. He would pick at the sides, knocking down some dirt, putting it in the bucket, and handing it up to Dad, and he would scatter it in the garden. I remember sitting on the second step, at just about eye level with the man. As he used the pick at one time, I said to him, You be careful where you swing that pick. You’ll stick Jesus. He’s all over the place.

My memory seems to me that I was about four or five years old. In looking through an old picture album, about twenty years ago, there were a few scattered whiter pages on which memories could be written about each picture. On one page, I found where mother had written this very story, ending in these words: Buddy, (My nickname) was only 2 ½ years old.

From then on, God as Jesus always seemed to be in my life, but I am, sorry to say, probably not as much as I could have been more useful to him.

Near my age of 13 or 14 years, I had a very strong feeling in my mind, as though from God, that someday in later years, I would eventually interpret the Bible for the world. When I finally got older and started to study, I found there were already some very good people who, in person and in books, gave me a lot of information that I needed. From there, I went on to let God give me much more knowledge of his Bible.

In 1954, after having been in the tire retreading business since March 1943, God led me into the process of going into business for myself. I started working for car sales lots by going to their place of business and checking and fixing or replacing their tires right in the lot. This saved them a lot of trouble of having to take each car to the tire shop. I started working the lots by using an old pickup to travel around and to carry some tires and my tools. Nearly three years went by when I found an old city bus and purchased it for $300, and now I had a rolling tire shop. I took all the seats out and built tire tracks on both sides in the rear of the bus and filled them with used and retreaded tires. I found an old-hand tire-changing machine and bolted it to the floor in the front portion, and with my tools, I used this area for my workshop. My business kept getting better, as the work at their place was saving them a lot of expense and time.

One day, I was working in Doug Eller’s car lot and was parked in the rear of the lot and would drive the cars back to the bus and work on them there. I brought a 1954 Pontiac back and, as always, checked the spares. I opened the trunk. It was all neatly renovated, and on the floor, I found a New Gideon King James Bible. And from that point on, I started to read it, and my long period of study began.

The urge to study God’s Bible became very strong, and from then on, I couldn’t seem to get enough time to read, as I had such a desire to learn everything that God seemed to want me to know. I always took my lunch with me as I couldn’t afford to eat in restaurants, nor did I want to waste the time. I also took some coffee and a doughnut or something with me for morning break. Near ten, I would put my Bible on the steering wheel and sit there with my coffee and read for about fifteen minutes. At lunchtime, I would read a half hour and sometimes more. Near three, it would depend on how much work I had left for the day as to whether I would read. Then in the evening, when we had finished supper and my chores were done, I would sit down and read for two or even three hours nearly every night. For the time of two or three years, I had to read and read and read the Bible and other books written about the Bible by Christian authors. I could always tell within just a few pages if the writer really had the right spirit to be in tune with God. And if not, I would quickly put the book aside. In this stage when I had this urgent desire for knowledge, I read the Bible completely through three times and the New Testament for the fourth time. For the next fifty-five or some years, I have studied and read verses and books of the Bible, and about the Bible, over and over again. But after I had started reading, and near six months, I was parked in the same spot as where I was when I found the Bible. As usual, I was sitting in the driver’s seat with my Bible on the steering wheel and reading on my morning break. All of a sudden, as if from the right side of my head, I heard the words, "You forgot God." Maybe they were just strong in my mind, but every time I think about that experience, it’s so real that I could swear God actually spoke the words out loud to me. I don’t know how I could be forgetting God when I was sitting there reading his book, but at that time, I looked up, and I realized that the world was really his. I thought I knew God before, but now I really became aware of him in my life, and all I wanted to do from that realization was to read and study the Bible and books that matched his word. After about two or three years of this intense drive, God slowly eased off my thirst for reading his Bible. From then on, I just kept gaining more understanding of his words and his book. By reading, thinking, and mulling over many of the scriptures, I began to see what God wanted me to learn. The more I looked at his word in a spiritual attitude, instead of just materialistic things, God’s scripture became wildly alive in my mind. Every time that I studied, I always asked God to tell me what he wanted me to know and not what I might want to make out of the words that I was reading. God’s book says he will confound the wise with simplicity, and that’s how I really understood his plan by just taking every word for what it said and not try to make something complicated out of it.

At this time of my studies, I decided I had better go back to church and to Sunday school for my children’s sake so they could began to learn also. I was a Lutheran at the time, and so I thought going to a Bible class would be very good for me. Too many people in modern theology think the Bible is not true, and a lot of the book is allegorical in itself. This is not true, and it turned out that the teacher was of this belief.

There was a small devout lady teaching the class, and I thought I could learn more from her knowledge of the Bible. However, about the third or fourth class lesson, this lady made a statement that would forever change my life at this point in time. This is what she said about the book that was the most import book we would ever study:

‘QUOTE’

Of course, you know the Old Testament is a fairy tale.

Needless to say, that was the last day I attended that church, and that made me very sad, as that was where Helen and I were married about ten years earlier. But that was the turning point in my life, and that led me to the study of the Bible, in which I learned the secret of

The Israel identity message.

It is what I believe is the knowledge of who, and just where, the descendants of the 13 tribes of Israel are today.

Previously, a friend of mine had been studying this message, and as he owned a service station business, he used this opportunity to witness to all of his customers that he was a Christian. Naturally, this included me, and at every time that he and I would stop and talk for a while, when calling on him or to buy gas. And so from his talking to me about his belief, I began attending his church, which his pastor Dr. Schiffner had started, and he called it the Temple. Robert Thornton was the assistant pastor, and he was conducting the Bible class. I was very impressed at the knowledge he had and his down-to-earth method with which he taught, and he was a very humble man.

At my arrival for the sixth lesson, he was not there, and I was informed he was not at the church anymore. The next day, in a conversation with my friend George Pogreba, I found the reason he left was that he had been accused of trying to steal Pastor Schiffner’s congregation. This was not true, but he was so well-liked by the people that it caused a strong jealousy to form in the mind of Pastor Schiffner. This caused such a great division in the group that about ten couples who had actually helped build their building and the congregation left in utter discontent. Pastor Robert Thornton was then going to return to the Tacoma area. But with all of the encouragement of this group, he was persuaded to remain in Spokane. The result of all the decisions and events happening was the formation of what was to become

Christ’s Gospel Fellowship.

All of these events took place about six or seven months after I found the Bible in that trunk. And now I was one of the first members of this newly formed group of Christians. And at this time of writing my book, I am the only surviving person of this first group who struck out on their own. There are some of their children, and some of the later members, but the congregation has greatly diminished, as are many of the other church affiliations. All of my children and great grandchildren live in Spokane, 1 in Moses Lake, and I enjoy visiting there each summer, as I am now in California.

We started out by renting the Yardley Union Hall in the valley for a Bible class each Sunday evening. After a few months of this, we rented a grange hall on Park Street, and it actually looked like a small church. In two years, we grew strong enough to purchase a small church on E 900 Rich St. We were really enjoying our own little building, and so we improved it a little, painted it, and it looked very good to the members. About this time, Pastor Thornton decided to throw away all of his pills and said he would trust in God. He did very well for about fifteen years, and he just kept improving. During this time, I had studied enough so that I was allowed the privilege of helping in the church activities. And I was able to teach the youngsters and the teens, their Bible class, and this included my children. At the fifteen years of Thornton’s leading our group, the remodeling job of the lower floor for rooms in the basement for the classes became the board’s project. The pressure of all the problems and the strong disagreements of the board members of that time began to build on Pastor, and I think it was too much for his heart, and he had a heart attack and passed away to be with the Lord.

The next pastor, Ewing, was a good man, but things weren’t quite the same. Pastor Bob and I had become really good friends, and I kept on learning from his teaching. But after his passing, I just floated for a while. I visited with another Identity Church in the valley area but still kind of in a fog as to where I wanted to be.

About a year after I left, my friend called and said there was a new pastor at the church and said I should return. I did return and found the board had installed Pastor Karl Schott as the new leader. I rather enjoyed this new personality and renewed my attendance at the church and began to get involved again.

During my years that followed at Christ Gospel, I joined in with all the activities, and this included the choir. This sort of led to my leading the choir and also to doing a lot singing solo songs, which I really enjoyed. As I stayed and always I was doing, and helping with everything going on, I basically became an assistant pastor of the church. In a short time, I was given the privilege of opening Sunday school for the children, and then they would go downstairs for class. I began spending more time with pastor on the Sunday service. Soon I was even giving some sermons when Karl was on vacation or some identity meetings or other occasions.

As time went on, I began to give the Bible class lesson to the congregation, which was forty-five minutes, as the children were downstairs. This was a great privilege for me, as there were twenty-five to, maybe, forty each Sunday, and this included the elders who had studied the message before me. They gave me the honor of being their teacher, as they thought I might know as much as they did, or that I had studied so much more that possibly I could even enlighten their understanding of the scriptures. This led to my gaining more knowledge of the Bible, as I had to study a good deal more so I could present the scripture lesson to the class in a down-to-earth way and not try to make it complicated and a full trip through the Bible. As I have stated that God said he would confound the wise with simplicity, and I was going to make it as simple as I could but still teach what was in the Bible. About four years of being back, and also on the board of elders, Pastor Schott presented us with the idea of having conferences and inviting people from any Identity Church around the States. The first one was so successful and enjoyed by so many that after the first year, we had to rent the Norwegian Hall, as our church was too small. The conferences continued for nine years before the traveling people slowed down. I had the privilege of being sort of an emcee and leading the singing and giving the information needed for the four days. I was also doing a lot of song solo and had great enjoyment from the comments the congregation gave about my singing and the beautiful Christian songs I chose. We invited ministers from the other churches, and we always succeeded in having at least seven attending each year.

We started Thursday evening and continued to Sunday afternoon, and we would conclude at about three o’clock. All together, we listened to about twenty-two sermons through the four days from the seven ministers, and we enjoyed every one of them.

These sermons led me to more knowledge and also to the meeting of many new and wonderful friends. The ministers came from all different parts of the states, and one even came from Australia. At the conclusion of all the wonderful times, there was always much sadness, as all the visitors would be returning to their homes and our many good Christian friends, and the good times would be over until we met again the next year. The conferences became so successful that at one of the years, I was standing on the stage and looking at what our count was just on the 450 good Christians. Quite a Sight for our church membership of about 145. These nine years will forever remain in the memories of my most pleasurable times.

After about twenty-five years of my reading and studying, and being involved as I was, my wife was not in full agreement with me on the Israel Identity Message. But because I was going to church, she was always sitting by my side. One day as I was leading the congregation in singing the song There’s Room at the Cross for You, something amazing happened. I led the first verse, and at the end, Pastor Schott stopped me and asked if anyone wanted to come down the aisle and give their life to Christ. No one moved, and so we sang the second verse and stopped again, but still, no one came forward. I was concentrating on the congregation and forgot about my wife, but just as we started the third verse, the unexpected happened. My wife stood up and came down the aisle to the altar, later telling me if they sang the third verse, she would know that she was urged to come forward. From then on, my wife and I seemed to be on the same wavelength. She and I never really disagreed anymore as we were both tuning into the Lord, and our thoughts of the scripture were virtually the same. The event that happened to me when I thought God spoke to me was somewhat like her experience. She said when she began walking down the aisle, something happened in her mind, as if God had been speaking to her also. From then on, she began to look at things in the way God really wanted her to see the scripture—through his spirit.

On September 21, 1997, my wife had a heart attack and passed away, to what I am fairly sure, to be with the Lord. About a year before this sad occurrence, she decided she had to be baptized, with full immersion, as she realized that the baby event was not what the Bible told us to do. It states that you should repent and give your life to Christ. This means