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Excerpts from the study of Luke by Chuck Missler

26] And in the sixth month the angel Gabriel was sent from God unto a city of Galilee, named Nazareth, 29] And when she saw him, she was troubled at his saying, and cast in her mind what manner of salutation this should be. 30] And the angel said unto her, Fear not, Mary: for thou hast found favour with God. 31] And, behold, thou shalt conceive in thy womb, and bring forth a son, and shalt call his name JESUS. 32] He shall be great, and shall be called the Son of the Highest: and the Lord God shall give unto him the throne of his father David: 33] And he shall reign over the house of Jacob for ever; and of his kingdom there shall be no end.

Jesus will reign on the throne of David forever. No end.

Five Key Predictions

1. He will be great.

2. He will be called the Son of the Most High. The Septuagint often used the term “Most High” ( hupsistos) to translate the Hebrew [, ‘elyown (Gen 14:18-22, et al). Mary could not have missed the significance of that terminology. The fact that her Baby was to be called the “Son of the Most High” pointed to His equality with YHWH. 

In Semitic thought a son was a “carbon copy” of his father, and the phrase “son of” was often used to refer to one who possessed his “father’s” qualities (e.g. the “son of wickedness” in Ps 89:22 means a wicked person).

3. He will be given the throne of His father David. Jesus, as David’s descendant, will sit on David’s throne when He reigns in the Millennium (2 Sam 7:16; Ps 89:3-4, 28-29; Isa 9:1-7; 11-12; 61; 66; Jer 33). This is profoundly significant: the Throne of David did not exist during His earthly ministry and has yet to be fulfilled literally. Today He is on His Father’s throne in heaven (Acts 2:29-36), not on David’s throne. Many churches attempt to dodge the implications of this—and the myriad of Old Testament prophecies regarding a literal earthly rule—a view known as “Amillennialism.”

4. He will reign over the house of Jacob forever. Jesus’ reign over the nation Israel as her King will begin in the Millennium and continue on into the eternal state.

5. His kingdom will never end. These promises must have immediately reminded Mary of the promise of YHWH to David (2 Sam 7:13-16). David understood the prophecy as referring not only to his immediate son (Solomon) who would build the temple, but also to the future Son who would rule forever. David stated that YHWH had spoken of the distant future (2 Sam 7:19). 

The Virgin birth was literal; David’s throne will be literal. The resurrection of Jesus Christ proves the Virgin Birth. Once you can prove the resurrection of Christ, then everything else comes together.

By Jim Towers

I read an article on the internet where the writer spoke of a generation of so called “nones”. These are generally young people who have no desire to join church congregations because they are seen as manipulative money-grubbing enterprises These would prefer to sit by the seashore strumming a guitar and just being alone with God while referring to themselves as being very “Spiritual” Granted, this is a good way to avoid conflict. Nevertheless, the Bible teaches that we are to gather to worship and encourage one another.

I would refute the comments that Pastors like to lord it over the congregants and take their money.to enrich themselves – yet they are as scarce as hen’s teeth. They need money to support their families just like the rest of us. But when a pastor owns more than one house, a yacht or an airplane or two it ought to alert us to their motives for preaching.

Instead, we gather to gain favor and try to lord it over those of lower social status.  All too often we church going Christians are quick to condemn others who hold opposing theological views. But since we are as different and varied as snowflakes, we will inevitably hold different views about nearly everything – although some things are plainly obvious.to all of us alike. The Bible says that all have sinned and come short of the glory of God, and I can’t tell you how liberating it is to know such things.

The Holy scriptures speak for themselves and are in fact written in stone. The Ten Commandments are a good example of this truth, while the teaching of Christ Jesus is “Thou shalt love the Lord thy God with all thine heart, soul and mind and thy neighbor as thyself.” In doing so, you can hardly go wrong.

The modern church is rife with pedophilia and other forms of sin. Is it any wonder the church is faltering? Yes, we are saved by grace but what about the rewards we will receive in heaven once we are there? If we do. While some may be like that, there are an equal number of church leaders that really care about their flock – even though many are called but few are chosen. If one can generalize about such matters, it really shouldn’t be so. My problem with fellow believers is that some still harbor jealousy, resentment, and actual hate toward their fellow congregants.

So, one has to lean on spiritual discernment to know if things are on the up and up in your, congregation and that comes only when the Holy Spirit resides within us.

Jordan B. Peterson, the clinical phycologist that many are turning to these days is one of my favorite people. But although he espouses a belief in God and Bible Truths, he stops short of naming the name of Christ, (I suppose it’s because Christianity conjures up bad connotations as it relates to heretics and the many false teachers that abound today) and so he uses the term Logos and when asked he just says, “I try to live as if God exists.”

I’d like to have a talk with that man to assure him that no one is capable of living up to the standards God has ordained. That’s the reason Christ came to die for us. “For all are sinners saved by grace.  

Sad to say, but people being human act like the unsaved and by their fruits you shall know them. Fist, take the mote that is in your eye so that you can see the mote in your brothers’ eye, then lovingly help him or her gently to take it out, remembering that you too were like that once.

Only the study of and adherence to the Holy Scriptures can one eventually reach maturity in the things of God – even to the experiencing of the ethereal – although doing so is very rare.

I had a friend years ago who could recite beautiful prayers, but who was afraid of his own shadow. That was a dead giveaway of his faith. He just wanted to impress others with his supposed holiness. This friend reminded me of another more prominent man – a preacher who spoke kike a lion but was more concerned about food than his fellow man. Is it any wonder that Jesus said, “By their fruits you shall know them”? Another Bible verse comes to mind when considering those we hold to be our spiritual instructors, and that is “The fruits of the spirit are Love, Peace, Joy, long Suffering and self-control.” The last one is evident in the size of their girth which tells us – they lack self-control.

Promises are made by our politicians, who doesn’t remember “Read my lips? “Uttered by President George Herbert Bush? Yes, talk is cheap.

Today we have people in office who lie consistently, and it’s hard to tell if they even know what truth is. How do we know a politician is telling a lie? – He just opened his mouth.

Book Report

“The Josiah Manifesto” by Johnathan Cahn is the latest book by this man of God. Whatever you may think of him he comes up with interesting topics that are never/ or hardly ever brought up in the Christian church. But maybe that’s a good thing, I don’t know. All I know from having been in the church for over forty years is that believers don’t need eschatology nor prophetic banter to through them of the rails of sound Biblical doctrine. Some of us will be “forever learning but never able to come to the knowledge of the truth”.

Nevertheless, as weird as he may be Johnathan Cahn in his all-black attire, he is deeper than most theologians and his understanding of the Hebrew tongue is remarkable in shedding light to the Jewish festivals and such.

Incidentally, I embarked on a book titled “The history of the Jews”- (a 600-page book” by Pawl Johnson, ) just as war broke out in Israel and I am learning about the long history of these people who many refer to as God’s Chosen People. I’ll tell you later what I have learned., 

In summation, to my article. Words have the power to heal, console and encourage but also to destroy and kill as well; so we should use them wisely.

YBIC

Jim Towers

You can write me at jt.filmmaker@yahoo.com or visit me at www.propheticsignsandwonders.com. or www.dropzonedelta.com.

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By Jim Towers

Just before Obama became president, he, and his communist loving friends, namely Bill Ayres, and Bernadine Dorn were having meetings on how to bring down our Christian nation. Today Bill and Bernadine teach anarchy in our universities and Obama’s corrupt vice president sits in the office of the presidency ripping off the public.

In video recordings soon to be made public, they discussed their foolish plans at that point in time. It took years for their plan to come to fruition, and now it looks like the radical left may still get their wish to destroy our way of life and our constitution. This with the arrests of outspoken people who don’t agree with their communist agenda.

If something isn’t done soon or God lets us have what we so richly deserve, Christians and conservatives alike will be forced to comply with their treacherous wishes and agenda or go to prison.

On another front millions of dollars were given to the Ukrainians again to be silent about what they know about Mr. Biden who by fanning the flames of war, we are expected to keep our eyes on that calamity and overlook the corruption that took place between the two entities in the recent past.

But the Bible says, “Be sure your sins will find you out.” And so now, we are on the cusp of war with Russia ourselves.

In the book,

“America’s Cultural Revolution”, writer Christopher F. Rufo tell what he knows about the radical lefts plots to destroy the country and hand it over to our communist enemies.

So far, these subversives have succeeded in seeding our public institutions and government with these radical and far-fetched ideas of equality and revolution.

You can say what you will about God being in control (and I agree) but He expects us to do our part in keeping the enemy at bay.

Blue states are rife with criminality and flash mobs rob and trash stores. Drug addicted young people stand frozen like zombies in the open and defecate in the streets of lawless blue cities throughout the country. The young, homeless and disenfranchised have now begun dying in the gutters of America.

People walking to work have to step over prone bodies to reach their destination. It’s a literal nightmare. Hope for law abiding citizens is fading fast and except for those who know Christ – there is no peace to be found anywhere else.

This dystopian scenario was just beginning to be played out in Liberal Los Angeles when I was there. Still, who could have imagined it would get this bad?

I remember walking down Hollywood and Vine one night. I was alone and was getting a feel for the town. After a while I felt the need to empty my bladder but knowing that no store or restaurant would let a pedestrian use their facility, I figured a bar would be my best bet for relief.

Sure enough no one noticed as I made my way back to the rest room. They were too busy arguing and laughing, name calling and doing all other things that drunks do.

As I pushed the door open to leave after I relieved myself and I coughed and choked from the blue tobacco smoke that hung on the ceiling, – a cloud so thick you could cut it with a knife. Then as I stumbled out onto the sidewalk, I almost bumped into a familiar figure whom I had watched on television’s TBN. It was Paul and Jan Crouch. Jan peered around to see the drunk that had just stumbled out the door and the disgust on her face was palpable. I think if she had a n umbrella in her hand, she’d have whacked the sin and daylights out of me. Paul kept his cool.

The bar was situated on a corner and the light was red, so I sauntered up next to the celebrity couple and waiting for the light to change I exclaimed “Aren’t you Jan and Paul Crouch?” She, turned to glare at me so fast I thought I saw her pink wig slip a bit. Paul let her deal with me since she was the more self-righteous one of the two. Jan glared at me thinking I was just another drunk, turned her back on me. Then the light turned green.

Once when my new wife and I were walking down the boulevard with another young couple I, being the confident and frisky evangelical type said to our friends jokingly, “I’ll share the gospel with the next person wearing a red hat.” We all laughed. We had been talking about being bold enough to share Christ with anyone and this was a as unlikely to happen as the man in the moon dancing.

Wouldn’t you know it, I barely finished making that claim when just then a middle-aged black man came around the corner in front of us wearing a red hat and sporting red shoes! We all froze, and our friends looked at me challengingly, while my young wife put her hand over her mouth so as to stifle a giggle. “Ok wise guy, do your thing.”

I took a deep breath and stepped over in front of the oncoming man saying, “Excuse me sir… do you know Jesus Christ as your savior?”

“Wat choo meen…sport?”

“I mean are you a Christian?”

“Well, I think I am…My mama was one and she always took us to church.”

If I remember right. I shared the gospel with the man and that was that.

Our friends looked at each other in shock God had a good laugh, and I don’t make unlikely predictions anymore.

“Ah, for the good old days.”

YBIC

Jim Towers

Write me at jt.filmmaker@yahoo.com or visit my website www.propheticsignsandwonders.com. or www.dropzonedelta.com.

By Jim Towers

Tomorrow evening, we will be having a potluck dinner at our church. A young pastor by the name of Steven Clark will be speaking afterward. At 35 years of age, he is articulate and knowledgeable about the things of God, (it doesn’t hurt that his father has been a pastor for a very long time.) He will be speaking about how we might reach out to the younger generations with the message of hope found in Christ Jesus and the Holy Bible.

I am going to make a couple of recommendations about how we might bring young people into the church family and one of them is offering water baptism in the Gulf of Mexico on a given Sunday.

The other idea is for the older members to mentor young individuals with like hobbies or work skills. Since the retired people in our church have nothing to do except golf and watch television. This would help them become engaged in life again. The environment in the culture we live in today is not the time to quit and just play golf. Our young people are desperate to hear word of hope and salvation. Young people are dying, committing suicide, and losing hope in these turbulent and uncertain times.

The following articles found in Rapture Ready are proof positive that God isn’t finished saving people – at least not yet.

A Texas youth pastor says an outpouring of revival is taking place among college students at Texas A&M Corpus Christi and it shows “no signs of slowing down” as hundreds have already given their lives to Jesus and others are getting water baptized almost daily. Tarik Whitmore, the young adult pastor at New Life Church in Corpus Christi, Texas, told CBN News he is seeing a movement among college students who are getting saved and then boldly proclaiming the Good News of Jesus Christ with the student body. The result is a campus being transformed for Jesus – and it is happening quickly.
Thousands of students at Auburn packed out Neville Arena on Tuesday night to worship and praise Jesus, but an impromptu baptism that started with one student wanting to be baptized grew to roughly 200 people who decided to give their lives to Christ.

After the final revival all hell will break loose as believers in Christ are whisked away, leaving non – believers to suffer under a totalitarian regime and the Anti-Christ.

I’ve seen firsthand how just showing a little concern for the lost can transform lives after ministering on the mean streets of Miami and Hollywood for years.

Even when being among groups of actors and celebrities while I was in the world, I wasn’t a part of it and still was able to maintain my dignity without using curse words, partaking of drugs, or telling dirty jokes. Everyone respected me for holding to my faith and loving on them.

A few years ago, I was told we would never have a revival again, when I wrote that we would experience revival – just before the rapture. Now it’s happening.

Book report.

Until I met Mary, I wasn’t sure what to make of visions, Signs and wonders, but after my own spiritual experiences I was now sure that God could and would appear in a vision or send His angels to do so. He can produce signs and wonders to wake people up and make provision through miraculous means and more… much more.

This is her story,

Caroline and I hadn’t been attending Beverly Hills Baptist Church for very long, when a young couple about our age began attending there too. We extended a hand of friendship to the newcomers and invited them to a movie and coffee after the evening showing. By the time we got back to the church to pick up their car it was about eleven o’clock at night.

They were sitting in the back seat of my two door Mustang. Tom got out first. And had expected Mary to follow, but Mary just sat there undecidedly. Finally, Tom said “Marryyy, aren’t you going to get out of the car?” In exasperating tones.

Mary didn’t know how to answer but only squirmed but finally after what seemed an eternity she finally muttered, “Today as I was taking a nap and angel appeared at the foot of the bed. He said that at the end of the day, I would know how to be saved. The day is almost over, and I don’t know how to be saved!”

I immediately I knew what I had to do and quickly opened the glove box. Taking out one of the little red Bible’s with the plan of salvation in it – that I always carried in the car and began reading the Bible verses to her. “Believe on the Lord Jesus Christ and thou shalt be saved, and thy house” also John 3:16 and couple of others.

Then I asked her to pray a prayer of repentance with me and she did haltingly, Finally, she asked Jesus to come into her heart to save her. The Angels prophecy was fulfilled that night for Mary.

After weeping for a bit, Mary got out of the car while thanking me over and over. “Thank you Jim, thank you, thank you, thank you!

This little is just one example of the many fascinating stories you will read in my book “Visions, Miracles, Peace and Power” now available on Amazon and Kindle.

You’ll never think of God in the same limited and belittling way again – by bringing Him down to our size. You may even learn to lean on Him in all of life’s circumstances like I did many years ago.

God is real and loves us all unconditionally- like a normal father would. Try Him and see that He is good. Call out to Him today.

YBIC

Jim Towers

By Jim Towers

Taking a break from all the bad news and tumult on the internet I decided to go fishing. I hadn’t had a chance to go fishing for souls or even fish lately since the Naples Pier my mission station was destroyed again by hurricane Ian, and it usually takes two years to reconstruct. I did however, go to another place on the beach that has a boardwalk with a pavilion at the far end of it right on the beach.

It is quite a nice spot with restaurant surrounded by seating for visitors to chow down with an open view of the Gulf. The water was murky on this day and so I just sat at the railing under one of the umbrella’s that skirts the table topped fence. Another man in his mid-sixties sat next to me.

As usual I struck up a conversation and found out that he had retired early from having been an accountant. He seemed like a decent sort and after a while told me that he often came out to fish early in the morning since he didn’t sleep much because of what he called insomnia. I quickly found out that he wasn’t a Christian. “Are you a Christian? I asked.

“Well, I haven’t been to church in a very long time, but I consider myself one.”

“When did you receive Christ?” I continued.

He replied, “I don’t understand, I thought if you were born here, you were automatically a Christian.”

“The Bible says that a Christian is a follower of Jesus Christ and in fact whenever I can’t sleep, I pray without ceasing and soon fall asleep with a peace that surpasses all understanding. I answered.

“I never knew.”

Then these words poured out of me as if they had a mind of their own, “Would you like to pray to receive Christ right now?”

“I don’t know how to pray.” He stammered.

“Well then just let me lead the way” which I did – with the man stumbling along.

“Father in heaven, I’m sorry I’ve ignored you, please forgive my sins and give me the peace and assurance that only Jesus Christ can give. I will get a Bible to learn more about you, in Jesus’s name I pray.”

Then we parted ways. This was one of the easiest converts (catches) I’ve ever made, so I guess you could say – the fishing was good.

Then, wouldn’t you know it, Sunday’s sermon at my new church was about “street preachers” and whether they do any good or not, and I was slightly offended – but only slightly – since they don’t know my life story nor my motives.

It sounded like only qualified pastors with diplomas, and such, were qualified in reaching out to the lost, yet the first Disciples were fishermen who later became “fishers of men” and common folks, and if I’m not mistaken only Dr. Luke had a doctorate or degree.

So, I thought it may be a good opportunity to let the church leaders know a little more about me.

In my email I wrote,

Dear highly esteemed Pastors, Brad and Doug,

As you may already know, I have recently had my book “Visions, Miracles, Peace and Power” published and it is now available on Amazon and Kindle. I’ve started writing the screenplay in hopes of making a movie based on the book.  The book is full of stories of redemption and hope and correlates my adventures on the mean streets of Hollywood and Miami as well as my donut shop ministry of many years. It culminates with my Fishing Pier ministry here in Naples. 

I also have a ministry on the internet as a contributing writer for Christian websites namely, Rapture Ready and Drop Zone Delta, and I have my own web site, Prophetic Signs and Wonders as well.

I have never been one to preach on street corners or go about with a sandwich board strapped to my body saying, “the end is near” (even though it may be). Instead, I reach out to individuals with the open hand of empathy and often friendship as well, as you will see in my book.

After reading my story, some have commented that the story would make a good movie too.  I am not one to boast about my achievements or exploits, except for the purpose of strengthening the brethren (which is a mandate given to me by Jesus Christ, probably because of my zeal to share the Gospel).

I see this to share the Gospel in an uplifting and entertaining way, as there will be several popular secular songs included in it, with a little levity and just a little preaching. I intend to begin filming as soon as the proceeds of my book begin to materialize. If you care to join hands with me in this endeavor, please let me know soon. 

P.S.

To those who don’t believe that God doesn’t work in the modern day – I quote scripture.

                                        “God, the same yesterday, today and forever.”

“For God is not willing that any should perish, but that all should come to repentance.”

YBIC

Jim Towers

By Jim Towers

I don’t know what to make of this but, there is much to be considered when making decisions on what to believe these days. Were it not for the Bible, we would be groping in the darkness of the insanity that has taken over the world. It is the only thing that can keep people sane. It is God’s instruction manual for life. The following are but a few examples of what I’m talking about.

The last time I was in the hospital for an overnight observation due to angina a female nurse who looked to be about fifty was sent to my room to run some tests and the like. Noticing her slight accent, I asked where she was from. She replied that she was from Kiev Russia.

I then asked how long she had been here since she hadn’t yet lost her accent.”Twelf zyearz”, she replied.

How do you like our country?

“I miss my country and wish to be back home”, she replied.

I had just finished reading all about Putin’s upbringing and his induction into the KGB and finally to the ascension to the presidency of Russia. During his climb to power there was a lot of intrigue, corruption, and mysterious deaths. So, I asked, “But aren’t you afraid of the war that’s going on right now and Putin?”

“I don’t like this crazy corrupt country; I feel more safe at home. Putin is a goot man!”

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. “Well, why don’t you go back?”

“Because ovf my cheeldren, day like it here.”

In retrospect I must agree, our country is getting crazier by the day. Who would have thought that loonies and outright criminals would someday take over the governmental agencies of our great country, telling others what to believe what to eat (bugs and worms) and how to live. First, they demanded we topple the statues of our founding fathers, then they insisted on mutilating our children to make them what gender they think they want to be. That is until they grow up and have the capacity to make wise decisions. Now the far left wants to teach their evil Woke doctrine in public schools as well, where they will learn to hate themselves for being white and become suicidal in the process.

If I had the money, I would buy these delusional people a one-way ticket to wherever it is that they would be happier, be it China, Haiti or some other Godless totalitarian state.

For the first time in our country’s history, we are being asked to vote for a Hindu who endorses abortion as well. Ramaswami seems to think that because he is a Billionaire that he can run a Christian country, but can we trust a nan who worships a blue female deity with six arms like a spider, a person who will one day become a cow?

Speaking of God, AI puppet masters are rewriting the Bible for AIs to interpret, and their handlers are making it possible to have discourse with Jesus and Moses as if they were real live human beings! (Are these the precursor to the False image people will be forced to worship in the final days – during the Tribulation period?)

I just read all I could of Glen Becks latest book, titled “Dark Future “(a title that can mean anything.,. But alas, it veered of very quickly into the quagmire of finance, (something I detest.) I expected he would be saying something about the human condition or about revelations concerning the human race or even about exposing corrupt Politicians. I should have known better. The long winded – all knowing Glen Beck is after all a Morman and Mormons are some of the most deluded people on the planet. I mean who in their right mind is willing to believe in an angel named Moroney appeared to the young and glory seeking foolish young man?

If that doesn’t stretch the imagination, then chew on this, he says he found two golden plates and new revelations written on them that no one can decipher except the one young man who found them in his back yard. (Didn’t he know that the Bible clearly says that this is absolutely wrong in the book of Revelation?

Thank God for people like Jordan Peterson, (the Clinical psychiatrist,) Tucker Carlson and even Elon Musk who are beginning to make a difference in our society, by calling out the many errors the Godless extremists and of their foolish and hypocritical agenda, one of which, is to do away with any social restraints put in place by the God they so feverishly hate and deny.

Jordan Peterson is going where even angels and preachers alike – fear to tread, destroying the radical left’s agenda with good old fashioned common sense. The only problem is that he feels he’s not good enough to fulfil this God given mandate, while in fact, nobody is. The Holy Spirit is the one who empowers us to speak boldly of the things of God. I, (a nobody) am actively seeking an audience with him to set him straight on this issue.)

Tucker Carlson has recently begun to expose and deride the Woke mob with his quick with and common sense too. This man is unpretentious, straight forward and honest about his assessment about the state of the nation and society as a whole.

Far Left Liberals have run amuck with their woke agenda, continual lies, corruption, sexual deviancy, treason and criminality.

Even Donald Trump is mellowing out a bit and sometimes – thinks before he speaks. I can’t help but like the man for standing up for what he believes is right and true. We need more leaders like the afore mentioned few, who have the intestinal fortitude to tell it like it is.

Truth be told, anybody who doesn’t abide by Christ’s teachings and Holy Scripture is danger of judgment.in the life to come.

YBIC

Jim Towers 

Write me at jt.filmmaker@yahoo.com or visit me at www.propheticsignsandwonders.com and www.dropzonedelta.com. My book Visions, Miracles, Peace, and Power can be found on Amazon and Kindle.

By Jim Towers

POW!…..flap, flap, flap the flat tire said – on this the first day of the world wide heat wave.

I was on I75 on my way south doing seventy when the tire blew out. It was near noon and the traffic was steady with ten wheelers racing to their destinations on the three-lane highway. My first thought was, “what good can come of this?” as I carefully pulled over the shoulder of the highway. Being familiar with flat tires and such I got out of my vintage s10 and remembering that the spare tire was attached to the under carriage of the vehicle. I just happened to have a nice new large piece of cardboard in the back of the aluminum covered bed for transporting the big stained-glass pieces and paintings I make as a hobby and slipped it under the truck.

After about hour of struggling to free the spare tire, I was wasted, it was hot. Jus then I heard POW!….flap,…flap…flap and sitting up after pulling my self out from under my pickup, I looked across the highway and a small white car had just had a blowout on the opposite side of the highway. Now, I ask, what are the odds that someone would also have a blowout at the same time as I – not fifty feet away, almost directly across from me at nearly the same time.?

Immediately I knew this had to be an act of God.

The young black driver of the other car whom I assumed was in his late teens got out and assessed his situation, then proceeded to take out his spare tire, jack and tools. While I rolled back under my vehicle to try getting the spare tire loose from the under carriage, asking myself why did I give up my brands new car that had road service for free for this old pickup truck. It cost me 1000 dollars cash – and was in perfect condition- that’s why.

Ten minutes later I looked over and the young man wearing bedroom slippers over white socks and sporting dreadlocks was having trouble getting his jack up under his mothers’ car.

I had to help him. So, I took my tools over to help, knowing that most young men these days know nothing about cars or how to even change a tire.

By the time I arrived he was practically in tears, “I’m gong to be late for my doctor’s appointment.” He stammered.

We had to lift the body along with frame and hub, which was still on the ground. The kid was about as useless as the tits on a boar hog and as weak as a wet noodle. Poor soul.

So I put my back to the cars body and wrapped my two hands around the fender and hoisted the car up from the pavement for him to slip the jack up under the car. I thought “Man, I ‘m glad I work out at the gym on a regular basis!”

We got her done but not before I gave him one of my little red bibles and sent him on his way.

Jus then, a Road Ranger came pulling up and I told him about my plight of not being able to get the spare tire.

He knew exactly why. It required a special tool to dislodge, and he just happened to have it in his truck.

He took over from there and before he left, I gave him one of my little red bibles with the plan of salvation in it and a ten spot for lunch.

It was a scorcher again today in South Florida, Mary, a diminutive girl white as a sheet of paper, and still in her teens, was walking alongside the road. She was carrying her belongings in a bag. Luckily, she was wearing a pink cap on her blond head to keep the sun at bay.

I was going home from the market and knowing that it was a long way to the next intersection I stopped to give her a ride. She ran to my pickup after I stopped and hopped right in.

“Boy, am I glad you stopped!” She chirped. “I was begging God to send someone to rescue me from the heat.”

“Well, I guess I’m the answer to your prayer.”

“No one would stop.”

“Where are you headed?” I asked.

“Up to the Circle K,…… I just got out of jail” she said nonchalantly.

I asked, “What did you do to get yourself in jail?”

“I stole a bike, it’s hard to get around without a car. My grandma died last week and I’m on the street without money and a place to stay. That’s why I’m going to a friend’s house.”

Allot of thoughts crossed through my mind. I knew God had sent me to rescue the girl, but most of all I thought she should hear the Gospel.

“Do you know the gospel of Jesus Christ?” I asked.

“Do you mean Matthew, Mark. Luke, and John?.

“Yes.”

“Well sort of…… There’s the Circle K.” I turned in and stopped.

She stayed in the vehicle, “I want to hear what you have to say.” She implored.

Better yet,  I want to pray for you to understand what you know about the Gospel – what’s your name?

“Mary, like my grandmother.”

I bowed my head, and she followed suit. “Dear Father,…..Mary needs your help in understanding the gospel…..etc.” I made it short and sweet.

I gave her my card and the little red bible with the salvation message in it. “Here, you may need some lunch money.” And I gave her enough money for a good lunch, figuring that if I gave her too much, she might spend it on foolishness. And so I gave the rest over to God to take care of.

YBIC

Jim Towers

You can write me at jt.filmmaker@yahoo.com or visit me at www.dropzonedelta.com for “Open Letters” to the movie stars I’ve work with in the past – which is also on my newly restructured website www.propheticsignsandwonders.com. (I’m also on You Tube now and on Twitter.)

By Jim Towers

This morning as I was getting ready to leave the house, I picked up some little red bibles that I keep in my office. Since I’ve decided to speak to God all the time now because I’m going to need help with my just published book and the screenplay that goes with it, I include him in my everyday plans. So, I asked God how many I should put in my pocket. I picked four and I left to run errands. 

I took along some mangoes (the best in the world) from our heavily laden tree in the “back forty” for my doctor and his staff. I meant to give those little bibles to his staff since I had previously given a real one to the doctor on my last visit. But I forgot.

When I got to the parking lot I remembered (short tern memory loss I presume.) 

It was nearing lunch time, so I popped into one of my favorite places – “Burger King”. I had gotten up early to work on my screenplay, so I was hungry for lunch at eleven.

I popped in feeling sprite with the little bibles in my pocket thinking maybe I was going to give to the people here. I placed my order, “Whopper Junior with small fries and a senior drink …please.” And as I waited for my order, I couldn’t help but notice that the place was nearly empty. Bummer.

So, I went to sit where I could watch the movie monitor as I ate. Laying my food on the table, I couldn’t help but notice the two HUGE gorillas’ as they sat facing and sizing me up and down. 

I hadn’t seen them before because of the waist high wall separating the order line from the dining area. They were two of the biggest men I ever saw.  They were construction workers, – I could tell by their cement spattered boots. They looked me up and down and I’m wearing shorts and a tee shirt and wearing a cap saying Author across the front – white on black – nicely and proudly displayed.

What a pretentious dweeb they must have thought.

Just as I was getting ready to sit down at my table, God said “Go give those two guys the little bibles you have in your pocket.”

“Ay,yi,yi ……they’ll crush me like a bug! Did you see the way they looked at me with sneers on their faces,,,,I mutterd back – under my breath.”

“Just do it……I’ve got your back…..I’ve always protected you when you confronted groups of un-holy men and rabble rousers.

“Yes bbbbbb….uuuuu….tttttt. did you see the size of those guys Lord, and one even had tats on both sides of his face!”

“Gulp”

So, I sucked in what could be my last breath and went over to them, leaned in between them and said, “Gentlemen, the I feal Lord sent me over to give you these little bibles because we are living in the last days and Jesus is going to return soon to take away the believers…”

The looks on both men’s faces softened. (Men always have a scowl or a certain on their faces to intimidate one another, or at least a Clint Eastwood sneer. The only thing missing is the little black cigar stub.)

In any case, I ate my delicious poor man’s food – while they picked up their little red bibles and began reading.

I thought well, “that wasn’t so bad. But then again,….. who knows, this may be an opportunity to gain God’s favor…After all He desires and obedience. Maybe He’ll even give me a blessing of some sort. You never know.

Just as I was getting up to leave, The Lord said, “Now, as you leave, tell them I love them.”

“What??…. Do you want me to die right here – in the home of the whopper? You know men don’t like the word love, especially when another man says the word to them.”

“Just do it.”

“Oooookkkkkkaaayyyy” I whimpered.

After dumping the trash on my tray, I walked over to the two men and leaning over again I said, “Gentlement,….the Lord told me to tell you he loves you…..both.”

They looked at me and I thought “this is it,… I maybe can take one if I’m lucky– but two? ….aaaaahhh….I’m not too sure. 

Suddenly they both broke out into smiles and the one closest to me stuck out his huge hand and wrapped it around mine saying, “Thank you sir.” while shaking it hard. The other big guy piped up, “Thank you sir- thank you.” with a big toothy smile on his face…..

Zippity do da, Zippy aaay, me o my, what a wonderful day. Plenty of sunshine coming my way, Zippity do a zippity yay!

I tippytoed out of the place and took a deep breath as joy surged through my body. 

Jut then, as I walked up to my pickup truck. I looked at the car parked next to my vehicle, and you’ll never guess what was written in the back window facing me. In big bold letters the phrase said. “Another word for Jesus is LOVE!”

The two monsters exited next and that is the first thing they would see…. incredible!

One last thing,

My book, Visions, Miracles, Peace, and Power” in hardcover will be making its appearance soon in Barnes and Noble and other notable book outlets across the country. This, I hope, will be followed up with the movie for which I’m writing the screenplay – (about the story in the book) – even as we speak. 

My agent is arranging a meeting and interview with Dr. Jordan Peterson on You Tube about the book and upcoming movie as too. This would be good publicity for the book and the accompanying movie as well.

YBIC

Jim Towers

You can write me at jt.filmmaker@yahoo.com or visit me at www.dropzonedelta.com for “Open Letters” to the movie stars I’ve work with in the past – which is also on my newly restructured website www.propheticsignsandwonders.com. (I’m also on You Tube now and on Twitter.as well.)

By Jim Towers

After receiving Christ over 45 years ago, my life took on new meaning and purpose -plus a sense of direction. Until then I would have probably been a metallurgist or something akin to that. But after that life changing experience God opened for me – a brand new world of possibilities.

As many of you know, I became a professional actor, artist, and writer with a concern for my fellow man especially as it pertains to salvation.

As time went on, even during times of uncertainty, God also gave me the spirit of fearlessness. Sometimes to the point of recklessness abandon. (I enjoy the freedom to be what I’ve become and all with a sense of adventure as well,) able to do things that most others wouldn’t dare do, like sharing Christ openly and without reservation anywhere and anytime with anyone, even helping someone in spiritual distress or even just picking up hitch hikers – as in “Do unto others as you would have them do unto you.”

And that’s just where I’m headed with this little piece.

In my travels I once picked up a destitute couple walking alongside the road not even bothering to hitchhike anymore. They had walked for miles, and no one would stop to help. The women’s feet were blistered and bleeding from the sharp stones and debris along the roadside. The woman was crying and hobbling from the pain. For many miles no one would stop to give the downtrodden couple a ride. I did. Taking them to the emergency room at the local hospital.

I also picked up a man on the beach whose feet were blistered and raw. It seems he had come down to sunny Florida to get away from the cold up north and not having a place to stay he slept on the beach. The following morning his shoes were missing, and he went for three days barefoot on the hot sand occasionally dipping them in the surf to cool off. I could almost feel the agony he was experiencing from the bloody and blistered feet. I bought him something to eat and took him to a homeless shelter where they treated his feet and then I gave him my cell phone number after buying him a cell phone to call if he needed anything. He called to thank me profusely.

 I’d decided to go fishing yesterday but knowing the Naples fishing Pier was closed for repair again due to the last hurricane I headed toward Marco Island to fish under a huge bridge where I knew there would be a lot of shade since it was getting hotter outside by the moment. Fifteen miles away there was a huge platform under the bridge waiting for me.

I headed south on Collier Blvd. toward Marco. I had only gone a couple of miles when I spotted a person trudging along the sidewalk carrying a huge, overstuffed backpack, the small person was bent over and was struggling under the load while shifting it. The straps biting into the persons shoulders.

I made a vow to myself to never let a person walk in the blazing heat of the Florida sun. So, this had become a habit for me. But because I had gathered speed to get to my destination, I passed the individual and had to make a u – turn when I could find a lane to be able to do so.

In the meantime, the young woman feeling faint was crying out to God “Please Lord send someone to give me a ride, ….I can’t go on any longer, I can barely stand.” the young lady sobbed with tears running down her cherry red cheeks. She had just broken up with her boyfriend and was on her way to stay with relatives, fifteen miles away. “I’m sending an emissary for you,…just hold on.”

The girl was about to collapse when I got to her and shouted through the open passenger side window. Not wanting her to reconsider and “Come on, get in here!” while opening the door for her. “Put your backpack behind the seat” I ordered as I pulled the back of the seat forward.

Reluctantly she did as I asked, knowing she had no choice. The young lady had a blouse wrapped around her head to ward off the hot sun in a turban fashion. She looked over at me and scrutinized me carefully – this was the first time she had ever taken a ride from a stranger and the way things were going in this country she was scared.

To allay her fears, I turned up the radio a bit since I always have it tuned to “oldies but goodies”. There was a soothing song playing something on the order of “Bridge over troubled waters”. She began to calm down but couldn’t stop staring at me – looking for a clue as to my character and motives.

 “I told you I would send someone. Jim is one of my loyal servants he will do you no harm.”

“Is he an angel?”

“No, he’s just one of my emissaries who tries to be available whenever and wherever I need him.”

 At that, the girl looked into my eyes as if peering into my soul. Her clear blue eyes (from crying) were still trying to discern what manner of man I was. She knew man to be cold and calculating. Again and again, she gazed at me in wonder as we made a little small talk. (I tried not to alarm her by trying not to be talkative as we sped down the highway.) Now was not the time to be evangelical as God had already proven Himself to her, that would be enough for today.

I dropped her off at her destination, she thanked me, and we said our goodbyes. Then I continued off for a day of fishing. I would soon be there for a day of fresh air under the breezy and shady bridge but had forgotten that my rod was fractured from a slamming it in my tailgate so when I threw it out the upper half just flew right off. A young Cuban man had been watching me struggle with the broken rod. He came over and handed me a Penn fishing rod and reel (one of the best) with high quality and costly braided line. I was flabbergasted and asked twice “For me to keep?! Are you sure you want to do this?” He answered yes. I guess the adage holds true “What goes around comes around.” Better yet, it was God’s way of thanking me for helping the young lady earlier in the day.

I tell these stories not to seek recognition, but that you may see how rewarding it is to serve God and our fellow man. “Thou shall love the Lord thy God with all thine heart soul and mind and thy neighbor as thyself.”

Incidentally my book titled “Visions, Miracles, Peace and Power” is rife with personal stories such as these and much more and it is now available on eBooks. I have a new website with the same name and I can now also be found on You Tube as well !!!

YBIC

Jim Towers

Write me at jt.filmmaker@yahoo.com or visit me at www.dropzonedelta.com. or my own new and up dated website, www.propheticsignsandwonders.com.

By Jim Towers

Years ago, we met in a bank in Austin Texas where I stopped to ask directions. You were there with a Spanish speaking girlfriend. I was looking for a certain address where an audition was taking place. You hooked your arm in mine me and said, “Come on I’ll show you exactly where the address is. My name is Amber Heard, what is yours?” I answered, “Jim Towers is mine.” 

The auditions were taking place about two blocks away from the bank. I remember us talking about the acting profession as we walked. We found the auditions right away. I left my headshot and if I remember rightly, you had a photo taken too. This must have been your first attempt at auditioning.

As I perused the internet last night looking for something about Johnny there you were – speaking perfect Spanish. I’ll never forget the beautiful young lady who spoke Spanish. Your bio said something about you doing work with displaced children and right now I’m looking for a cause to become involved in. Maybe yours is it.

Years later I became a screen writer, and a would-be director with one film that was shown on cable tv.. I also wrote a screenplay that went on to become a blockbuster.  

Maybe we can salvage your career with something worthwhile. (I have a few screenplays to exploit or maybe I could even write a screenplay specifically for you.) I am also a contributing writer for two Christian websites and urge you to seek God’s face in your time of trouble.

If I can be of help in any way, please let me know. I shall be praying for you.

Incidentally, I just wrote an open letter to Johnny, out of concern for his well-being. (I appeared as a cab driver in one of his last 21 Jump Street TV shows) Johnny was shy then, so we didn’t talk much. You can find the open letter on www.propheticsignsandwonders.com.    

Please write me, we appear to have many things in common. You must have been going through hell lately with the divorce proceedings. I feel so bad for both of you.

I have a book on eBooks titled “Visions, Miracles, Peace and Power” it’s a deeply spiritual book about my life in the movie business after my second divorce.

For whatever reason God has seen fit to re-acquaint us once again. 

May the God of peace heal you and keep you forever.

Sincerely,

Jim Towers