“…G3D has appointed these in the church: first apostles, second prophets, third teachers, after that miracles, then gifts of healings, helps, administrations, varieties of tongues” (1 Corinthians 12:28 NKJV).

Where does it say in the Bible that these ministries, apostles, prophets, and teachers and spiritual gifts were REMOVED from the church?

One of the most difficult things to deal with when you are called to the office of a prophet is the rejection you receive from your brothers and sisters in Christ. When you are branded by G3D with this gift and calling, you not only struggle to be as accurate as possible delivering His Word but also struggle with others standing around judging you. This makes it doubly tough. There will be those who listen to your words to find something that, in their doctrine or opinion, is not their belief so they can then tag you as a false prophet. It is difficult enough to be a Christian in a world that is rapidly turning into heathens without having your own kind wanting to stone you. However, things have loosened up a bit in a few churches, and there are a few people who are curious enough to secretly cross their denominational boundaries and ask for a word from one of the many prophetic people in the world today. When I started in 1989, I felt all alone and there were a few pastors and lay ministers who wanted me punished for even thinking I was called to the office of a prophet. I admit in the earlier times it did sound very self-serving to call yourself a prophet of G3D. And let us face it; those who were known to call themselves a prophet of G3D were people like David Koresh, the Wacko prophet from Waco, Texas or Jim Jones, the Kool-Aid prophet, whom both led their followers to their ultimate death. Back then you could not help but feel as though G3D was playing some sick joke, placing the mantle of a prophet around your neck only to have good Christian folks wanting to hang you with it. 

No wonder I became known as the Mail-Order Prophet; it was the safest way to do what G3D was calling me to do and still maintain some quality-of-life expectancy. It was brutal enough trying to break into the churches and ministerial alliances around the country during those earlier times. For the first 3 years I was in the ministry, not once was I received in a local church; although, G3D had me minister 6 days a week somewhere. We had a live Radio Program, and I prophesied live over radio as the lines were open for callers. People would set up meetings in their homes, bank buildings, hotel ballrooms and many other unorthodox places, like Cow Town Inn. I wondered how long it would be before I could minister in a church building.

However, being on Live Radio was far more exciting than standing behind some old pulpit delivering milk to the uneventful. At least that is what I thought it would be like when our Lord called me into the ministry while reading Ezekiel chapter 33. I remember one Saturday morning program a man called in telling me, “Get off the air until you can really hear G3D.” I replied, “Well, Bob how do you know that I am not hearing G3D?” Bob replied, “I just know you can’t hear G3D!” I asked him, “Is your name Bob?” He replied, “YES!” “How did I know your name was Bob. Did you tell me or anyone else in the studio?” Suddenly, Bob said, “No, how did you do that?” 

A couple of weeks later Bob came to the studio. He was wearing a plaid shirt. Which he put on backwards. I asked Bob, “Why do you wear your shirt backwards?” Bob replied, “It is a sign to the people to turn from their wicked ways.” Then Bob invited our ministry team to his home. We set up a date for this personal event and showed up within a few days. Bob’s wife was extremely sweet but embarrassed about her husband’s ways. As we sat in his home little Mike, our intercessor jumped up and ran away from the sliding glass door he was sitting next to. He was shaking, telling us he saw a ghostly person run up to the glass, look in, then run off. Bob said, “Oh do not mind him it’s just my brother. Y’all come out to the garage I want to show you something. Reluctantly, we followed Bob out to his garage where he picked up an axe and pointed toward a rafter. Then said, “this is where my brother hung himself.” Do I need to say, this was not your typical house call? 

“So, they were offended at Him. But Jesus said to them, “A prophet is not without honor except in his own country and in his own house” (Matthew 13:57 NKJV).

When I read this verse, I realized this is one of the promises of G3D. Few would want to claim this verse for themselves. However, if you are called of G3D to the office of a prophet, then it helps you understand why these things are happening to you. With this verse of scripture in mind, I began to ask G3D to send me outside of the area which He did. The first place G3D opened for me was Hawaii, and there I was received with open arms. The very first week I was on the Island of Oahu (population over 850,000); I was prophesying live over television. On the first day calls flooded the station, and the owners called the phone company to get a count of how many calls they missed in the 30 minutes I was on the air. There were eleven telephones in the television station, and all were answered, but according to the phone company we still missed 258 calls as the lines were all busy. I returned to Hawaii over 25 times. From there G3D sent me to Norway with the same overwhelming acceptance that I had in Hawaii the month before. Then on to Sweden, England, Thailand, Denmark, and many other countries all with open arms starving for their prophetic encounter. Believing G3D could speak through a simple broken vessel such as me. For the next 2 ½ years, I was out of the country for three weeks out of every month.

It just proves that the promises of G3D are real; however, you do not have the choice to pick one out the one you want and claim it for yourself. Because it might not be the one, He has for you. 

In just a few days returning from Jacksboro we were getting everyone ready to head for Nacogdoches, Texas. A young couple who was attempting to start a church asked if we would come to their town and hold a prophetic gathering after hearing us on the radio.

We had a few new people join in the ministry; however, before they could minister with us, they would need to go through some training. A couple of nights each week we scheduled for the traveling ministers to join in for the teachings and activation. With about twenty strong in attendance the anointing began to grow with each meeting.

As we entered Nacogdoches, we began the search for the Senior Citizens Hall. It would be 3 more years before we were called on to minister in a traditional Church building. Meeting with the couple and their family we could see they had things set up for a large gathering. Tables and chairs are set up in the back of the Hall with plenty of makings for sandwiches and a full selection of beverages.

People began to show up looking at us as if we were strange are weird in some way. Breaking the ice a few of us went over to introduce ourselves to help them feel comfortable around us. With a few laughs they accepted us.

After a few songs it was time for me to start preparing the folks with Scripture and verse. It was important to reveal to the people that G3D is still speaking, and He is speaking to all of us. In a way it is like evangelizing the people by renewing their souls with a new revelation.

While I am bringing the message, I start seeing different things in certain people. For example, there were 3 men sitting on the front row on my right side. It was becoming obvious they did not want to be there. Then the Spirit said, “their wives are sitting right behind them.” Then I understood they were forced to come. With their arms crossed and legs stretched out, looking as if I were someone they wanted to hurt. One of them is peering over the top of his glass that slid down his nose.

Before I had our team come up to the front, I needed to exhibit what I was teaching was fact. I needed to prove I could hear G3D reveal something about someone that all would believe. So, the Spirit had me to call up a woman who I found out later was 81 years old. Andrea went over to help her get up and steady her with her walking cane. As Andrea prayed for her, I stood back as G3D began to tell me, “Ask her who James is.” Soon as Andrea stopped praying, I walked up to the lady and asked her, “who is James?” Frustrated as if I should know she replied, “he’s, my husband.” Then G3D said, “Ask her who is James Kay?” When I asked her, she gruffly replied, “HES MY HUSBAND.” Not knowing if he was in the building or not G3D said, “Tell her he is with ME!” My eye was drawn to her left hand, and I saw a huge diamond wedding ring causing doubt to creep into my thoughts. But G3D had already accurately given me her husband’s name. So, I laughed at the devil and said, “G3D says he is with HIM!” Everyone in the place knew James Kay, a prosperous oil man in those parts. The lady broke out crying with joy saying, “now I can go to heaven and be with my husband.”

It was obvious that James Kay was not someone the people or even his wife believed lived a life that would allow him to enter G3D’s heavenly kingdom. To see the 3 ruffians on the front row setup straight and on the edge of their chairs gave me pause.

It was now time to bring up the ministry team as our host handed out blank cassette tapes for everyone. Now the people had been primed and ready to come up front to receive their prophecy. As they were lining up, I took the tape from the first person and recorded their prophecy. Then they took their tape down to each one of the ministers standing with me. Each minister had their own unique way of ministering. During this event I recall Adrian who ministered in visions ran into a problem. He was ministering to this young girl, and he was stuck not able to interpret the vision. The girl was confused and was not going down the line until someone could tell her what the vision was saying about her. I asked Adrian, “what did you see in the vision?” He said, “I saw this little white fluffy rabbit happily hopping around in the green grass. Suddenly, a wolf jumped on the little rabbit and tore it to pieces.” Well, it was understandable why the young girl was concerned. In a split second G3D told me what the vision meant. He said, “the little rabbit represents the baby she had aborted. Tell her she is forgiven, and her baby is waiting for her in heaven.” She broke down crying because G3D revealed to her He knew what she had done in secret. She was also relieved to know she was forgiven and will meet her baby one day.

As we continued to minister under the heavy presence of G3D’s anointing I asked our Lord, “where is this power coming from?” He immediately turned my attention to the very back of the room. What I saw was Adrian’s girlfriend alone walking back and forth with her arms up and eyes closed praying for all of us who were ministering. G3D graciously humble me by saying, “there is where all the power is coming from.” Over the years ministering offline there were always picnic style meals for the people to eat at the end of each event. In Nacogdoches it was not any different. With every event there were always a few curious people who had questions. So, when I finally got around to filling my plate and sat down, people would start to gather around to ask questions.

Do you remember the 3 ruffians on the front row? Well, they were the first group to rush over and sit right across from where I sat down to eat. To this day I still have not been able to finish what was on my plate during any of the events where I ministered. I found it interesting how these 3 grown men during the preaching could be so obnoxious and disrespectful but after they witness the power of G3D became humble gentlemen. Their questions went right to my heart. They wanted to know how they could hear the voice of G3D. Nothing excites me more than to see grown men hunger to walk and talk with Jesus. Even though I have walked away from multiple plates of food the time I have spent feeding new believers has been most filling.

Jesus said, “Man shall not live by bread alone, but by every word that proceeds from the mouth of God” (Matthew 4:4 NKJV).

Every event has a scheduled time to end, and Nacogdoches was no different. However, there was one difference that stands out in my memory. When we all returned to the motel the anointing was still strong on all of us. With every event it was always the same. No one could sleep until the anointing lifted. As soon as it did your body would crash and would go into a deep sleep. Andrea and I were under the covers waiting to fall asleep when someone came knocking on our door. I rapped myself in a blank and went to door. When I opened the door there stood all the ministers who traveled with us. They too found it impossible to sleep and wanted to talk about the event.

I can see it as if it were yesterday. Lying in bed with everyone sitting on the floor. They surrounded the edge of the bed, and their faces were glowing as we all hungered for more time with our Lord. We talked for hours about all G3D revealed and learned there was more He had planned for us. It was the best of times, and it was just the beginning.

After just a few weeks our Prophetic Ministries Today radio program began gaining listeners. Wes Arnold would pray for me as I prophesied live over the airwaves. Andrea was busy answering phone calls from those who wanted to receive a Prophetic Word. During one of our Saturday morning programs, G3D told me to tell the people that we were busting out of this place, taking His Grace.

Calls from all over began to flood the radio station, people asking us to come to their city. Soon after, we began to hold meetings in our home to train a group of people who had recently discovered they had the Gift of Prophecy. Before long, we were scheduling meetings, setting up locations, dates and times. We were ready to make our first weekend road trip. 

To ensure that we had G3D’s Favor we drove Mike, a little man of G3D with a powerful gift of intercession, to Jacksboro, Texas a few days before the meeting so that he could beseech our Father to send his angels and prepare the city for our first prophetic meeting.

The day had finally come for us to take our ministry on the road. As we all gathered to leave, we made a circle holding hands and began to pray for Jesus’ anointing. There were about fourteen people ministering, including a blind woman whom I did not know. Regardless, she came along to pray for us as we all prophesied. His anointing fell upon us as we began to pray in the Spirit. Some who were praying went out under the power, others went to their knees. It was a powerful beginning to what would be an astounding outpouring of the Spirit of G3D.

As we prayed, the Holy Spirit told me to spit in the blind woman’s eyes and He would heal them. I thought about it and wondered how I was going to do this. I met the lady just a few minutes before. I took too long to make up my mind, and the opportunity passed. When the meeting ended, I took the woman by the arm, as she tapped her red and white striped cane. We carefully walked down the steps toward the cars.  

When I knew that she had mastered the rhythm of the steps, I told her what the Holy Spirit told me during the prayer. She stopped and shouted “he told you that and you didn’t spit in my face? What is wrong with you?” She started swinging her cane at me; she even hit me a few times. I apologized, and she made it very clear the next time I should not wait, but do exactly what HE says, no matter what it is.

We traveled to the little town of Jacksboro, Texas, in separate cars I might add. After picking up Mike at the road side motor inn, we rolled up to a nearby bank where we were holding the meeting. The Hamro family, our contact in Jacksboro had graciously made all the arrangements for us. They met us at the door and introduced us to all who showed up. A local Texas Christian artist and acquaintance of ours, Johnny Dane, led praise and worship for the congregation as the service began.  

I brought the message after Johnny so wonderfully ushered in the Holy Spirit. Then our ministry team lined up in front of the congregation, as Hamro’s team took a couple of baskets full of blank audio cassette tapes and handed them out to everyone. The people began to form a line in front of me; each one would hand me their blank tape and I would load it into my recorder and begin telling them whatever the Lord was saying. After I prophesied to the person, they would take their tape down the row for each one on our ministers to record His Word.

Three hours went by; almost half the people had gone, and we had started packing up. It was one o’clock in the morning, when, suddenly, the bank doors opened and about forty people were led in by a few of the younger people who had earlier received their prophecies. I saw the young folks leave, but I had no idea they were coming back, much less with so many people in tow. Later we found out they drove all over town finding friends and family, telling them about the meeting. We got back in a line, handed out the rest of the tapes, and began prophesying to each and every one; we even had to double up on a few of the tapes, as we had run out.

Even though it was late, we made sure that everyone who showed up received a word. Exhausted, we packed up and started the trip back home. As we drove back through the hills of Northwest Texas, a huge lightning storm entertained us. We were all in complete awe of the power of the Lord, and we celebrated His rock’en awesome introduction of His Prophetic Word for the people in Jacksboro.

The next day the prophetic team came to the house to discuss all G3D had done and what we had learned. During most of the meeting we worshiped Him and began praising Him with thanksgiving on our hearts. After many tears of joy were shed, we sat down and made plans for our next road trip to Southeast Texas, to a town called Nacogdoches, reported to be the oldest town in Texas founded by the Spaniards in 1716.

“For there is nothing hidden which will not be revealed, nor has anything been kept secret but that it should come to light. If anyone has ears to hear, let him hear.” Then He said to them, “Take heed what you hear. With the same measure you use, it will be measured to you; and to you who hear, more will be given. For whoever has, to him more will be given; but whoever does not have, even what he has will be taken away from him” (Mark 4:22-25 NKJV).

RE: Prophetic Gathering 

It is difficult to put into words how this weekend’s meeting has touched & affected me personally. I needed time for things to settle down before I could process the information, the prophetic interactions and words that were released this weekend. Prior to attending the meeting God spoke to me and told me to attend the next meeting in Jan also. I thought that was a little odd, but after meeting you, your family and fellow ministers I am so grateful that He placed such value on your ministry to give me the heads-up on the next meeting before I met any of you.

The words you spoke to me touched on areas of my life that only God knows are a concern to me. He showed you the hidden things that are taking place in my life and those things on my heart and gave assurance of His help and changes to come.

What you are doing with the ministers in this group is truly amazing, you see the need to release people into who and what God has called them to do and giving them a place, space and resources to accomplish all that God would desire in their lives. The prophetic elders you commissioned this weekend are a gift from God to all of us, and I am so grateful for their service, calling, anointing, and confirmation.  

I have not said all that I could concerning the impact of this gathering on my life; but know this, my walk with God and people will never be the same.

Skip Soyar

“So, we are always confident, knowing that while we are at home in the body, we are absent from the Lord. For we walk by faith, not by sight” (2 Corinthians 5:6-7 NKJV) 

It was not long after I sent out my first mail order prophecy, I found myself being carried by G3D’s Grace. Especially, when I thought I would be rebuked by a pastor for sending out prophecies to his parishioners. However, it turned out to be a huge blessing. It had been only a couple of months since our Lord had me place an advertisement in the local Christian Newspaper. He even showed what He wanted me to do next. In a vision, He showed me the Cassette Tape Ad in Charisma Magazine. I did not think Charisma would place the ad G3D was showing me. However, I was obedient to the call and started searching for ways to make the extra funds needed. I started saving money and asked one of my friends, who later became my brothers-in-law, if he would work up an ad to look just like what G3D had shown me. 

The day finally came. I took a deep breath as I sent the ad to Charisma Magazine. Next, I got busy working on putting back enough money to pay for the next month’s ad. Waiting for Charisma to run the ad seemed to take forever. When I finally saw the ad in print, I felt I had really accomplished something. That first month, not many people wrote in, but I did not lose sight of what I was doing. I was just being obedient to what G3D had revealed. The results were not my problem, nor did the measure of success dictate whether I continued running the ad. After a couple of months, we began to see the demand increase. It was becoming more difficult to balance my time between doing prophecy requests and working at my regular job. I knew then it was time to make a big decision. I wanted to give up my small business but Andrea and I were to be married soon, and I could not see myself quitting. The ministry generated a huge monthly expense, and I would not have the income to offset the cost. After a few months, Andrea and I were finally married and we moved into our little house. I continued to keep the pace, building a new and controversial ministry as well as working a full-time job.

Then one day after coming home early from work, G3D began to deal with me about giving up my business and concentrating full time on the ministry. For the rest of the day, G3D and I had a back-and-forth discussion. I would remind Him that I just got married and my wife will think I am a bum if I closed down my little business. He came back with the story of Elisha, how he broke down his plow, made a fire, and sacrificed his oxen as a symbol of his commitment to follow after the G3D of Elijah. By that evening, I knew what I had to do, but I did not know how my wife was going to take it. After I had my conversation with G3D I sat waiting, knowing in just a few minutes My Andrea, a wonderful wife of 18 years (1959-2009) would be coming home. I was nervous as a cat on a hot tin roof, fearing she would break down crying when I told her that I had agreed to do what G3D wanted.

When Andrea came in from work, she had a strange look on her face. She revealed that G3D had spoken to her. I anxiously waited to hear what she had to share. She began with something like, “I’ve told you I didn’t want you to become a minister after seeing all my dad had gone through as a pastor, but G3D has changed my thinking and you need to quit your job.” I was in shock, fumbling around trying to find my words. She stood stunned as I told her about the experience I had encountered with our Heavenly Father. We both ecstatically celebrated even though we knew we would incur a huge financial loss. Although, we also knew in our “knower” it was all going to be okay.

As Andrea would leave each day to go to work, cleaning houses, I would walk to the post office to pick up requests for prophecies, return home and begin seeking G3D for His Word. One day I received a phone call that shook me to the core and at the same time gave me relief.

A Charisma Magazine executive called me and informed me that they were going to have to pull my ad. Baffled, I asked him why. He began to tell me that pastors from all over were calling and some writing to their office. Threatening to pull their subscriptions and tell their followers to do the same if they didn’t pull my ad. When I asked what the problem was, he revealed that Charisma had no issue with the ad, but that a few pastors believed I was using my gift for financial gain. I resisted the urge to lose my temper over the phone. Instead, I reminded him that we only ask for a love offering, and so far, we had not received enough “love” to pay their monthly charge of $386.00 per month. He said he was sorry, and I let it go. Relieved, knowing I would not have to come up with the funds for the next month, I found myself telling our Father that I had done all I could and that the problem was now His.

To my surprise the ad was in the next month’s issue. I just thought maybe someone made a mistake. However, when the next issue still had the ad, I was totally perplexed. Then, after the third monthly issue was released, I received a phone call and it was the Manager for Carman, a Christian Psalmist, and he said, “You will never know why your ad is still running unless someone tells you.” Then he proceeded to tell me that the editorial and sales staff for Strang Communications, which owned Charisma and many other publications, wrote in anonymously for each person a prophecy tape. He continued by saying that he was there the day they all sat down at the huge boardroom table with their tapes in hand. As they passed around the tape player, they each played their prophecy and the others Judged the Word. He reported that no one at the table had a dry eye; they cried and made a prayerful commitment they would NOT pull the ad as long as they owned the magazine. 

After the ad ran in Charisma Magazine for 5 consecutive years, I finally asked them to pull the ad. There were too many requests to keep up with. Besides, I was traveling overseas three weeks out of every month preaching and prophesying everywhere even on radio and television. In the beginning G3D had told me I would Reap a Harvest wherever a prophecy tape was sent. I was living out His Prophetic Promise. 

Charisma Magazine also held true to their promise, which assured me that they had obeyed G3D as well. Ad Below is for Display ONLY!

Called, Gifted & Commissioned: 

As I recall, in the early part of November 1989, I walked into my home to make lunch before returning back to work. As I ate my lunch, I turned on the television to my surprise I saw a commercial advertising a 900 number to call for a reading from a psychic. Focusing in on every word, I watched intently wondering what in the world is going on. Right after the commercial ended, G3D spoke. To my amazement He said, “I want you to do that!” Stunned, I questioned our Lord, first checking to make sure it was His Spirit according to 1 John 4:1-5. I knew that G3D was against anyone operating under the spirits that psychics use to do what they do (ref. Deuteronomy 18:9-14). What did He want me to do, go on television, get a 900 number, or just offer myself as a vessel for Him to speak through? I was already giving face-to-face prophecies. To give someone a word from our Lord and not be able to see them or touch them seemed impossible. For the next few days, I wrestled with this experience. There were so many variables of what He could be asking me to do, I questioned, “Do I really want to do this?” As I was praying a few days later, the Holy Spirit reminded me of Jacob who wrestled with G3D’s Word until his hip was taken out of socket. Not wanting to put myself into a similar position, I surrendered to the call and began testing it by seeking confirmation. 

Starting with the only form of exposure I could financially afford. I placed a small ad in the Metro Christian Monitor, a local Christian Newspaper. The ad read: “For your word of knowledge or wisdom in this lifetime call ___ ____.” The first issue the ad ran was November 1989. Approximately 3 days later, I received my first phone call. I was so nervous; I did not know what I was going to do. The man said he wanted a word for his wife and himself. Not feeling the presence of G3D anywhere. I quickly asked the man if I could send him and his wife their word from G3D on an audio cassette tape. He gave me his address and I hung up the phone. Temporarily relieved I exhaled and then the reality of the commitment I had just made hit me. I told the man I would record their prophetic word on a cassette tape and mail it to them. How was I going to do this? Fear just climbed all over me, so I quickly began to pray. All of sudden, the Holy Spirit firmly said to me, “You either hear me or you don’t!” I knew this was a breaking point for me. I had to either believe or disbelieve that I could hear His voice. The decision I made is obvious if had I chosen not to believe you would not be reading this article. The next day I began to seek G3D for His Word. I started praying harder than ever. The entire time I am wrestling with the thought I have to get this right or I could mess these people’s lives up. The pressure was extremely intense. What if I was wrong? What would they do to me? Finally, I had the words recorded. Now all that was left was to mail the tapes. As I stood in front of the mail slot at the post office, my fingers did not want to let go of the package holding the recordings. Eventually, I let go and thought to myself, “Well, this is either G3D or someone needs to stick a fork in me, because I am done.” That day, I officially became a Mail Order Prophet, my how things have changed over the past 30+ years!

Getting back to my painting business, I forgot all about the ad I had placed until I came home for lunch and noticed the light flashing on my telephone recorder. As I strained to listen to the hysterical man on the recorder, I found it difficult to understand what he was saying. I did manage to clearly hear him say that he had received the word of prophecy and his pastor would be calling me soon. Once again fear struck me, and all I could think about was how badly I was going to be chewed out and what might happen if he called my pastor. The very next day Pastor Gill Hawks from Rockwall, Texas called me. 

Preparing for a Pastors Rebuke:

After mailing out my first prophecy back in 1989, I was full of anxiety after the person whom I sent the prophecy said they told their pastor and that he would be calling me. Every day I was at home I found myself dodging the telephone messages flashing on my telephone recorder in fear of what I might hear. All kinds of horrible things went through my mind.

One day I rushed in the house to pick up something and the phone rang without thinking, I picked up the telephone and on the other end I hear, “This is Pastor Gill Hawks from Rockwall, Texas.” Squeezing the phone with one hand, as my other hand is digging into the counter top waiting for my tongue lashing. He mentioned that one of his parishioners had requested a word and that he had listened to it. As my anxiety peaked, to my surprise he said, “I would like you to send me four prophecies, one for me, my wife, and two sons.” Within a couple of days, I found time to record what I heard from our Lord and mailed the prophecy tapes right away. I had not told anyone about the newspaper ad or that I had received requests; I really did not think they would understand. I even prayed, asking G3D if He would allow me to stop running the ad before someone found out.

It was a Wednesday night, and it was my turn to bring the message at our local church. As I sat in the church pew studying my bible our Senior Pastor, Ray Thompson, came to me and said, “There is a Pastor Gill Hawks from Rockwall, Texas here and he wants to talk with you.” Fear washed over me as perspiration began to cover my forehead. Not knowing what Pastor Hawks was going to say, my mind filled in the blanks with the vision of him attacking me with gnashing teeth and lashing tongue. I needed a solution and fast. Then it came to me, Pastors love to preach and teach, so I decided to defuse his anger by asking him to take the pulpit in my place. My Pastor agreed with a questioning look on his face, but I did not give up any information about why I was making this unusual request. Pastor Hawks was truly blessed that I asked him to take the pulpit; I felt all was okay now.

After everyone was seated, I introduced Pastor Gill Hawks and handed over the microphone. Before I could sit down, he started off telling everyone he had contacted me through the ad he had seen in the Christian Monitor, a newspaper for the Dallas, Fort Worth area. Then Pastor Hawks began to talk about calling me up and requesting four prophecy tapes for his family. As I began to melt in the pew, sliding slowly downward in the hope of making myself invisible. My Pastor is turning around in his pew looking back at me glaring holes through me. It seemed as though the entire congregation had turned looking at me with expressions that communicated a vast array of thoughts. 

After Pastor Hawks gave his report about his prophecies being wonderfully accurate, I began to straighten up and I felt myself sitting tall in the pew. Pastor Hawk’s wife was with him, and he gave a raving report about her word as she gave a continual nod of approval throughout his report. By the time he had finished his account of the prophecies his family received, the people and Pastor of my church were actually smiling at me. It was great, and I was blessed by how everything worked out. Then G3D spoke to me telling me what He wanted me to do next as I thought to myself, oh no, here we go again.