This blog is spreading around the world, and often receives several hits from other continents and countries, and accordingly I have been asked to provide a little bit of history about myself. I love to share and I will provide a bit of my background, with the reminder that all flesh is as one before the Lord, He is no respecter of persons, and the caution that no one take any of my background as any sort of reason as to why or why not the Lord speaks to any of His servants.
Genetically, I have a very mixed background that I have researched back a few generations. Some of which has been, and still is, elusive. I do have bloodlines in First Nations ancestry as well. I have several cousins that are status aboriginal, and one who is a Medicine Man among the Six Nations in Ontario.
I was born and raised in the Catholic tradition, and had my heart set on growing up to be a priest. Some of my mother's side of the family were of the Mormon tradition, mainly LDS, but also RLDS. I read the Bible and was converted to the teachings of Christ, and wept because I did not believe such a religion existed on earth. As the years passed, I moved around and came to stay with my LDS cousins for a while. I told my cousins what I sought after, and they assured me that their church founder did indeed follow Christ and did many miracles in the way of healing the sick. It did not take long for me to join the LDS church. As a member I now had access to the local LDS church library and began to read voraciously of all the early journals and excerpts of which I could get a hold. I was completely converted to the belief that those early Mormons lived according to the Gospel of Christ, which was evidenced by their fruits of healings and miracles among them.
It did not take long for me to realize those Gifts of discipleship were lacking in the LDS church where I was, yet undismayed, I served a mission for that church, teaching the fullness of the Gospel, including many of the early doctrines no longer adhered to by that church. This did not go over well, and I was chastened by the LDS church for teaching those pioneer principles of which they base their claim to the Lord upon. By this time, I had already had many visions and miracles and witnessed the Lord's hand. I had already effectively used the skills and principles taught in the priesthood to be of use to the Lord in that manner myself. Therefore, there was no way I was going to believe that the Lord was not happy with those who followed His Gospel. After realizing the LDS church had strayed and broken faith with me, I continued following the Lord. I talked to Him directly, and He talked to me directly from time to time.
I continued to progress, and was sent to serve the Lord many times. Sometimes I failed, and sometimes I passed. But what always mattered, was to get back up and run forward in the Lord.
The Lord is always there. He is ever watchful, and always waiting with His arms outstretched. Run to Him. He is there waiting to receive you. Even if you fall, repent, get up, brush yourself off, and keep running. He will catch you!
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