That is what Scripture Knowledge and Self-Recovery is all about.
Although you are somewhat familiar with the pieces, you lack the perfect knowledge of each piece intimately to understand fully how to use it to put the vase-life back together. This book was developed to help understand what each piece-subject is and what it does when fit together with all the other pieces-subjects. It fills in all the “What ifs or How comes” we run into in life by delving into each piece-subject in depth. What we thought we knew and how things work is reprogrammed into how things were actually created and how they actually really work.
To simple? Possibly, but hardly. When we consider the journey of a thousand steps begins with just one. Think of a vacant lot someplace that starts getting loaded with materials. There are concrete blocks in several areas. Boards of wood and sheets of plywood stacked in several other areas. Roofing material in another clump of what appears as chaos without rhyme or reason. A big giant hole in the lot with mounds of dirt everywhere.
Within a couple of weeks, we see the hole in the ground filled with concrete blocks and cement walls. Then the foundation on top of the concrete starts to take shape. The frame of a building starts taking shape as they put the electrical in and we see pipes within the framework. The chaos, outside the building, starts to disappear when we see walls being covered in plywood and sheathing installed.
Roofing materials disappear from a bunch of stuff piled high at the corner of the building and we see the roof in place and covered in shingles. The chaos outside the building proper has disappeared and the landscape people have leveled the property and planted grass and trees.
All the chaos has been removed and now there is a uniform structure ready for whatever it was built for. A retail building, office building, home, garage? What appeared broken and in total chaos has been fixed with the proper materials and put together correctly.
Our book does that rather well, scripturally, subject by subject. What we thought we knew intimately, is now replaced with the reality of it. Any and all weirdness-uncertainty is removed and replaced with concrete foundation. That in itself is enough to help recovery in any form. Scriptural foundations being a solid form are unshakable. That is what makes them so perfect.
When finished with the book. You will have a solid firm foundation, scripturally formed by the Master Builder Himself. Solid and unshakable. Changing your life for the better bringing major confidence in self and an unshakable truth in your life.
Find the answers here, Scripture Knowledge and Self-Recovery, you have been looking for!
]]>The worst part of the “Funeral Process”, burial or cremation, was dealing with those who lost a child. Miscarriage, 3weeks, 7months, 2years, 5years, 9years, 22years, 41years old. None of them are easy by any measure of the imagination. Miscarriage to about 2 years of age were usually cremated. Not always, but more often than not. After two years of age, it was anybody’s guess about burial or cremation.
Cremation is by far the least expensive and the simplest. Burials, were usually filled with a lot of pomp and circumstance depending on the gender and age of the deceased and family politics. If a person was a community executive, all the stops were usually pulled for excessive political agendas. Let the show begin.
The problem I was faced with was many people looked to me, their spiritual partner, to make the burial or cremation decisions. Most pastors and Christian workers try to keep out of the decision-making process as best they can. Advice mode is usually best.
A notable item about the funeral or cremation services was etiquette. Few people know how to conduct themselves at a funeral, wake or service, or at a cremation service either at the time of death or shortly thereafter. I decided to investigate the subjects and write a small pamphlet covering the subjects. It turned out to be a booklet. I started out very simply, but the knowledge I had been asked for, over the years, amounted to more than a choice for one item, burial or cremation.
One major problem in the determining process is the legal issue. When the mom had expressed to one daughter her desire to be cremated. By the time the other sister and brother arrived for the “funeral”, the thought of stuffing mom into an oven and lighting the fire was deplorable. Now there were three people who did not agree on what to do with mom while the funeral director or coroner had her in a refrigerator.
It was costing several hundred dollars a week to keep her refrigerated until a decision is made. Many times, those decisions wind up going to court. I have a pre-death form for mom to sign that eliminates all the squabbling over burial or cremation, included in my booklet. Through my investigations, I have inserted a number of forms to alleviate many problems in the funeral process.
Items that are essential and usually overlooked or just totally ignored are presented for the reader’s consideration. The booklet is not a doctoral thesis on the subjects. Just a very sensible overview and resource for many specific subjects. Some of the specific subjects are;
Looking at and addressing the issues above, and more, will help to rescue you and your family from a long time of intense sorrow, anxiety, heartache and torment over the funeral process before, during and after they are gone. Not to mention the bereavement process and coping during and after the fact.
Address the Funeral Process clearly before you need to go through it.
Read the book, get the answers.
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We got to his apartment door; it was open a few inches? My buddy Dave, asked us to wait out in the hall while he went inside to get him? We agreed. Dave went inside and was out in a matter of moments. He motioned for us to be quiet and we followed him inside the small apartment.
Ronnie laid there on the floor in his underwear and no shirt. He was spread out with his arm laying flat on the floor and a needle still stuck in his arm. He was dead. We quietly left him lying on the floor and got in the truck and left. We stopped at a gas station and called the police department and told them who and where he was. Then we went fishing. Our whole next several days were consumed with Ronnies death.
We each covered every inch of his life with us. He was one of us in our “Gallery of Rogues”. One real party animal always pulling jokes off on us. The more he liked you the more jokes he did to you. About a year prior, Dave told me that another one of Ronnies “friends?” had given him some heroin and now he was hooked and had to have it every day. Our party animal was no longer the jokester. He usually sat in a corner with his eyes rolling in his head mumbling.
I could never understand what made him do it over and over again? When we went to that special place down at the lake, to sit in the woods and drink and smoke pot. I used to watch several of the kids sit there and pass a needle around. I watched a prom queen girl named Marly shoot herself up with the drug and then watched her climb into several vehicles before the night was over to give sex for drugs.
She was beaten several times and in one instance Dave and I paid a visit to the scumbag who beat her and almost choked her to death because she wasn’t sucking on him the right way. We went to the scumbag’s house one night and walked through the front door. There were several couples there and two other girls who were beaten up just lying on the floor.
Dave was an Army veteran. He asked me to keep anybody from bothering him while he dealt with the scumbag. The few people there, were high on drugs, most of them were out in some drug induced trance. I stood outside the bedroom door and heard the commotion inside. A short time later, he came out of the room with a hammer and said, let’s go.
He told me he had taken good care of that scumbag and he would be in the hospital for many months after Marly got out and healed. His knee caps were smashed as were his elbows he used a hammer on and would never have sex again. He would also do some heavy time. Dave had found where his stash was and littered the room with packets of heroin and bags of pot. We left his house and called the police as soon as we got to a liquor store.
When I ran into the drug problem many years later at church, I realized I needed to do some serious research. I did, for two years. My book on Addiction covers not just the addiction process situation, but addresses other items like;
I found out everything a person needed to know about addiction and how to deal with it. It is a real resource book. A doctoral type of view at the subject. Read the book and know everything you need to know in order to, talk and act, intelligently about the subject.
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]]>How her whole body was all cuts and scratches. How the area between her legs was all bruised and scabbed. We found out later that her dad had beat her numerous times before and after he forced her to have sex with him. They blamed his captivity in a Japanese prisoner concentration camp, and his tortured mental condition. He was put in jail at first, then transferred to a local mental hospital.
Kids in my neighborhood were usually at some point in time, running around with bruises or belt marks on their butts. I can remember several times showing my buddies the strap marks on my butt because I did something I was warned not to do. My dad’s dad, used a razor strap on him and his brothers and what was done to him was done to us kids. I remembered those strappings and it was a deterrent in many instances.
Many of my neighborhood friend’s parents were my mom and dad’s friends. My dad worked part-time for a bar that had dancing on Friday and Saturday nights. Many of our parents went there. My friends got their butts beat like my sisters and I did. But there were still parents that beat their kids, mostly dads, and hurt them for very minor infractions of house rules. I heard many times growing up of dads having sex with their daughters and beating them.
My dad used to take me to the bar with him on Saturday mornings to open it up. I would sit at the end of the bar and when customers, many my dad’s friends, came in they would always buy me a coke and bag of potato chips. It wasn’t long before all that sugar went to my head and I turned psycho and wouldn’t listen to my dad and eventually got my butt beat and stuck in the car until time for him to leave.
It was a guy gossip community and a good part of it had to do with the neighborhood. There was one family where the kids were always being beaten. Several times the kids and the wife wound up at St. Vincents hospital. One incident I remember my dad being told that Mr. XX had beaten his 11-year-old daughter and she was in bad shape in the hospital. I knew from the conversation that they were going to talk to him because he crossed some line.
They found him in his back yard, beaten really bad, and spent two weeks in the hospital. Three days in a coma with two broken arms and an unrecognizable face. In those days if your parents got a call from the school, that you did something, it meant a butt beating no matter what.
The kids I grew up with were respectful of adults and especially, the elderly and handicapped. They respected the law for the most part. Most of us growing up at some point smoked pot. But we were not bank robbers or murderers. It wasn’t until I grew up and moved from Central New England to California that the abuse issue really hit home.
I was driving home from work one day in March 1983, stuck in bumper-to-bumper southern California freeway 5p.m. traffic, when I heard the news cast. A divorced man had gotten custody, for several days, of his small 6-year-old son and decided to take him to Disneyland. At some point he covered his son in kerosene and lit him on fire in the motel room.
Other people got the kid out of there and the ambulance took him to the children’s hospital. He had a major portion of his body toasted and it would be years of surgeries etc., to get David Rothenberg somewhat healthy. This made an impact on me and I decided to find out what kind of sickness could do that to someone. My research took about a year. At one point I thought I bit off more than I can chew, but I got it done.
My book covers everything about abuse and goes into more specifics such as;
There is a whole hidden world out there. You need to be aware of it, or you may be treating your kids at some hospital somewhere? Don’t be lazy and definitely don’t be stupid, by not knowing what is going on out there and what to look for.
Someone’s life depends on you knowing what to look for and addressing the issue.
Get the book and know the answers.
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Once they were finished with the sex portion of their lives. They were sold to human labor traffickers for slave labor. They were also medically analyzed and eventually sold for body parts until they were financially useless. Then they would be left someplace to be found and eventually die.
Each little girl, in her sexual career, would be made to endure abortions when discovered pregnant. The amount of factual information was staggering. The person-individual lost their humanity and became a “Product” to the trafficker. The “Product’s” only function was to have sex for money. When that function was no longer viable. The product was eliminated and another one stolen off the street somewhere in the world.
What the traffickers did to get young girls was documented by those who were rescued by government officials and individuals of active NGOs. The lives of these rescued kids were documented and the horrors of what these kids had to endure were brought to light.
The stories of massive beatings for girls or boys who were mounted by customers for being uncooperative or crying. Abortions being done on a dirty table in the cellar of some sex house by a man who oversaw the girls. He dug pieces of kids out of the inside of their sex slave’s body using whatever was available.
Most human product needed a doctor when they were done, but were assigned to their individual bed for three days and then back to work with clients 10-14 times a day, 7 days a week. Brothels set up with very young product (5-years-old and up) were continually visited by police and judges for a night of really tight sex with a little girl.
The legal arm of the law was sold for a few dollars and a night in bed with the tight “girl” of their choice. Those positioned to protect the kids from human trafficking were paid off and joined the clientele of the human sex trafficking “product”.
Sick and crazy men who had sexual perverse fantasies, set up brothels that catered to these sick men. Sex with animal shows were part of the entertainment. Girls were put on sex machines as a show and the younger ones were put on the machines for days at a time to “Open” them up big enough for a grown man’s penis.
The stories in these books are mixed with fact from rescued kids experiences and fiction for an interesting story line. The fact that human sexual trafficking exists worldwide needs to be made known to the general public.
One of my relatives used to go to a massage parlor here in town. I asked him if the girl giving the massage spoke English? Very little, was his reply. I asked him to ask her some questions and is sex on the table for a price? He told me sex for a price was on the table. He was sure of it.
I explained to him about human sex trafficking. He denied his massage place was worked by sex trafficked girls. Ten days later, I told him about police sweeps in town that closed several massage parlors because the girls were sex trafficked. Mostly from Thailand and the Ukraine. His was one closed.
Sex trafficking is worldwide and horrific. The story needs to be told and people need to listen. It needs to be eliminated to free our youth from slavery. Use the numbers in the books to report anything you suspect.
Have a question? Please leave a comment below.
In His Love,
Hank
]]>I heard a news clip talk-debate between a pastor and a woman who was contemplating abortion and it caught my ear. I listened carefully and decided that they both made points about what she was about to do. At the end of the news clip, she decided to have the baby and give it up for adoption. I decided to answer a call I believed I was having and decided to investigate the subject of abortion in depth.
It was almost two years later that I decided I had been doing enough research for a dozen books and finally sat down and put pen to paper. My research almost instantly found that abortion is murder. The facts substantiate it and the abortion act itself was clouded in controversy by people who knew it was wrong, but were trying to save face. They denied the fact that when a sperm, enters the female egg, life is created. A person, call them an embryo, matter or child, starts to grow. Nine months later they are born and called a little person.
A person has the right to live uninhibited and protected. A tiny person, sitting in the uterus developing a little each day, has no rights according to pro-abortion whiners. Is it viable? A weasel clause question to put in doubt that a person is in the womb being put together by the Almighty. Can it communicate? Another weasel clause to put in question is it real?
It didn’t take long to discover the myriad of individuals who were so clueless and ignorant. If it wasn’t alive-viable it was matter that just needed to be eliminated. Ignorance and the overwhelming influence to accept the lies of the pro-abortion community has kept abortion alive.
The excuses that, “I am too young to have a baby” or “I have no money to support” or “My parents or his parents want me to get rid of it”, do not fly. There is no reason not to have the child and give it up for adoption except laziness.
All the financial and other support for the mother and child is available through the government and private citizens. Some churches and other organizations have full term programs for a mother to have her baby at no cost to her. Many have programs to help the mother for the first several years she has the baby to learn how to take care of them and to get a good job able to support herself with the baby.
Today, there is no excuse to abort a baby. Not even a medical excuse due to the technology advances of the past several years. I have included everything a person needs to know about abortion. Including the prominence of satanic companies like planned parenthood who strives to eliminate the black man and poor man from the earth through their abortion mills.
I have listed the abortion procedures and the complete history of abortion all the way back to before the birth of Jesus in Jerusalem. Any person reading this book, will have all the pertinent information needed to help keeping a child destined for a dirt ditch.
Abortion is murder. Rescue yourself from ignorance and speak truthfully and forcefully about abortion. Knowing the difference between right and wrong.
In His Love,
Hank
]]>I read about two homosexual men in Russia. One had a surrogate son they took delivery of shortly after the baby was born. The articles went into a lot of detail about what they themselves did to the baby in their sexual lusts on the innocent child. It also talked about how they sold the child to other homos for a fee, so they could perform their sick lusts on the child.
My dad’s second wife, turned lesbian shortly after my little sister was born. She threw him out of the house he was paying for. He continued to have sex with her off and on over the years and he also had sex with her lesbian partner many times. My little sister today, still has a hard time with me because of my stance on homosexuality having been brought up in a pro homo environment. We love each other, but there are certain subjects never talked about.
I have gone into great detail about the broken mind of homosexuality and the aggressive nature of the whole cult of self-satisfaction lusts and the diseases they are famous for like AIDS. It may be a culture of sexual lust, but it is more a culture of disease and suffering that is far from anything gay or joyous.
My book documents the mindless pursuit of a orgasmic lust that will not deny participation in that lust even when loaded with contagious diseases. They would rather transfer their spreadable disease in quiet, rather than admit their infections. All this is documented.
The aggressive nature associated with the homo culture is also documented by actual newspaper articles and what the brutality was for. There is nothing good in homosexuality. It is the satanic culture of the cult that fights with the general public when the homo is put on the spot.
Disney and Hollywood have been infiltrated by the homo over the last few years and that sick influence has shown up in cartoons and kids stories on the screen. The homo influence is always at work undermining normal heterosexual humanity. The California school system has infected the school curriculum with mandatory homosexual lifestyle training in classes starting at kindergarten.
Not far off in the future. Our daughters will be coming home from school after having just had a normal homo lust encounter with their gym coach. One step further will be two girls who like each other having a physical encounter on the benches in the girl’s room or gym locker rooms.
Our sons will be telling us of their sexual encounter with the family dog that their teachers told them was just normal behavior. Along with sex with their history teacher as normal.
Embrace what you read in my book on the homo. Everything is there, starting with the history of homosexuality, to today’s gay pride encounters. Find out how sick and contagious this disease of the broken mind can be.
In His Love,
Hank
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