Aha… Now I See

September 19, 2017 — Leave a comment

Now I See 

A few months ago I had what some would call a revelation.  You can judge for yourself but suddenly a lot of my life experiences came together. A big Aha moment. 

I haven’t written on the “lie of brain death” in over a year. Even today as I was researching for this post, I feel SICK at my stomach. I have flashbacks to what we experienced at Vanderbilt when my son, Jamie was forced to be removed from the ventilator. 

A little background

From the time I was in high school, I have always had a pull on my heart towards injustice. Back in my high school days, we were not allowed to wear pants to school. (I know shocking, right?) 

One of my high school teachers, Mrs. Howard (who always had a scripture on the blackboard every day) Again shocking. Well, Mrs. Howard had assigned us a project of writing a proposal on what we would like to see changed in our high school, Paducah-Tilghman and the steps to go about it. 

I can’t remember the details of what I wrote but the theme was, we should be allowed to wear slacks on days the temperature was below 32 degrees. Sounds crazy now since I have lived in Michigan for 37 years and that doesn’t seem cold me to me anymore. 

My proposal won and I was invited to present my case to the Principal. 

With fear and trepidation, I walked into the principal’s office and advocated for my case. The rule change was accepted and we could now wear long pants to school on the days the temperature was below 32 degrees. 

I share that little slice of my life to show that even at the young age of 15-16 I had a passion to speak up when I saw things that I felt were wrong and needed to be changed. I went on to get my college degree being in Social Work from the University of Kentucky. Even though I only worked professionally in Social Work for a few years I was able to use those skills. That God-given passion and drive has quietly pushed me forward in my advocacy for the voices of those who can not speak for themselves. 

My Aha Moment

I know it sounds cliche’ but when you get to be as old as I am, we are able to look back and see our lives are truly a journey. Our journey is not straight by any means but is shaped by many turning points, and ups and downs. Our journey in life can be similar to viewing the backside of a gorgeous tapestry. It is a jumbled mess of stitches and knots some long, some short and nothing really makes sense.The backside is far from beautiful. 

But when you turn the tapestry over you can see the astonishing beauty of what God has done in your life along the journey. 

The truth is that we rarely see what God sees, but occasionally  He gives us a glimpse at what He has woven into the fabric of our life.

One of my favorite parts of the movie, The Shack was when Sarayu takes Mack to the garden and he says, “it is mess” as he was looking at the weeds. Sarayu laughs and says yes it is but we see it as beautiful. When they are walking into the garden with the camera shots at ground level it does look like a garden that needs weeding and care. However, as the camera zooms out you can see one, big beautiful garden all detailed and ordered…perfection. The garden in the Shack

Classified Woman

Sibel Edmonds, A Classified Woman This last year I began to follow a lady on Twitter name Sibel Edmonds. I really liked what she tweeted and after a while began to do more research on her. I came across her book, The Classified Woman written in 2012. 

The events that happened to Sibel when she was hired as a translator for the FBI after 9/11 are almost unbelievable and too shocking for words. I’m not going to tell her story, just buy and read the book. I could not do it justice. But, wow the impact it had on my life was shocking and a real eye-opener. 

One day while reading Classified Woman, Christa and I were walking out of the Saline Rec Center and tears were running down my eyes. I could not hold them back. 

Christa said, “mom, what is wrong?” 

“I feel like everything I have been taught is a lie.”

Christa said, “mom, stop reading THAT book if it is going to make you so sad and upset.” 


How do you put truth back in a bottle once you know it? How do you deny what is right before your eyes? How do you stop believing when you know the truth?” 

“Ok, mom, I get it, but I hate to see you this upset over a book,” Christa said. 

You see my aha moment was this: suddenly it all fell into place and involved ALL the issues I have cared about in my journey. It was like the camera zooming out in the Shack and I could suddenly see an orderly pattern. 

  • the taking of a human life in abortion, 
  • the medical fiction of “brain death”, 
  • the harvesting of organs from people not truly dead, 
  • the corruption of CPS and the foster care system,
  • the medical kidnapping of children, 
  • the incestuous relationship of the CDC, the FDA and Big Pharma, 
  • the refusal of the scientific community to research on the health of vaccinated vs unvaccinated children,
  • the eroding of our public school education
  • loss of parental rights 

All those individual horrifying issues suddenly came together as one, and I realized that they were ALL interconnected under the name of lies, deception, and corruption. I’m not gonna smooth it over… it hit me hard, like a ton of bricks. 

How could this be? 

When you look above at the issue I have advocated for over the years they look so different, but they are really not. Like spokes on a wheel, they all revolve around the core of false truths and systemic corruption. Most of it starting and ending laws we have allowed our government to codify. Laws that squeeze our freedom and liberty as individuals. Laws that justify killing, the taking of human life when it is simply NOT our job. It makes me sick and grieves my soul.

But….this quote from Sibel is so pointed

Once you see the dark side—whether catching a glimpse or being locked behind one of its infinite doors—you cannot go back, put it behind or pretend it never existed. You can try, but it doesn’t work. The more we know, the better our chances to conquer it, to reclaim what is lost or threatened. It will always be an uphill battle, of that there can be no doubt, but none of us should ever give up hope; too much is at stake, the price of silence too steep. Edmonds, Sibel D. Classified Woman-The Sibel Edmonds Story: A Memoir

Our Hope

Go into ALL the WORLD and preach the gospel is not limited to simply praying the sinner’s prayer and sitting in church.  What we believe and practice privately is also applicable to All of public life. 

We as Christians are called to be salt and light. Salt permeates and preserves. Light exposes darkness.  Expressing Christ in the culture is one of the things God has called believers to do.

Jesus taught us to pray, “Thy Kingdom come ON earth as it is in heaven.”

God wants our lives to be expressed in ALL human culture. Going into all the world being salt and light includes many things….art, medicine, politic’s, social justice etc… 

Very few people are called to fight all the evil we see in the world, but we can ALL fight for truth when we see it and know it. I am grateful that all these issues were not revealed to me ALL at once, but one by one I became aware over the last 37 years. 

By letting our lights shine and being a voice for the innocent and our children we can all be apart of exposing the darkness. Instead of screaming at the TV in your living room (which is nothing but a propaganda machine churning out lies) find your calling.  

Be a light, expose the darkness…do not bury your head in the sand and think it will just go away or someone else will do it. 

It won’t and they won’t. 

We are here for a purpose. 

TODAY we live in a generation that advocates participation trophies, heightened vaccination schedules, social engineering, Identity politics, globalist indoctrination, socialism, spying, government oppression, killing babies, selling their body parts, and the media’s lies and fear mongering.  

We can’t let the generation we are living in keep us quiet by hiding the truth under a bushel. 

When I first started writing on the “brain death” lie and what my research had found, it was hard and it was a lot of fear and trepidation. Don’t you think I knew it was going against the grain?  

Martin Luther said it so eloquently,  

“If I profess with the loudest voice and clearest exposition every portion of the truth of God except that little point which the world and the Devil are at that moment attacking, I am not confessing Christ, however boldly I may be professing Christ. Where the battle rages, there the loyalty of the soldier is proved, and to be steady on all the battlefield besides, is mere flight and disgrace if he flinches at that point.” 

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