The Discernment

Written by Sarah

The following is a document sent to me by a lovely lady named Sarah. It is interesting reading and I truly believe all that she has written.

 

Hi Dave,

Thought you might like to read this. It’s mostly my past, Today I’m doing everything within my power to expose the New Age Movement, and free those entrapped by UFO deception. Not easy things to do, but somebody has to. Write back if you’d like, It’s always good to find others who understand the truth. There are not many of us.

 

The Discernment

 

I always felt different. I wasn’t satisfied with the churches’ explanation of truth. If God went to church I didn’t see him there. Faith wasn’t logical to me. I figured man invented God in his own image to give purpose to his otherwise meaningless life. I didn’t want a meaningless life. I knew that somewhere out there the Truth was buried and I was going to find it. And I did…………..

I decided to study the occult. I felt like Alice in Wonderland. I began to read books on Astrology and Numerology it wasn’t long before I was using the knowledge I’d learned to win horse races. From there I studied palmistry and the Tarot. Witchcraft came later. One evening as my friends and I were sitting on a hillside smoking a joint (well it was 1973 what did you expect) Marsha pointed to what I thought was a star. But this star moved, at first slowly and then in a blink of an eye it was gone. She explained that her cousin had previously pointed out a ship to her and now she sees them all the time, wasn’t long before I did too. I was hooked, something wonderful was happening and I was part of it. Having friends in high places was cool. It wasn’t long before Marsha and I became a couple of space troopers. Knowing well that the ships would appear, we would take unsuspecting friends to desolate places in the middle of the night just to watch their faces when they saw the UFO. Some liked it, some didn’t. One evening as we sat at a power plant, a huge silent glowing red ship hovered above us. Twinnie (one of Marsha’s friends) got out of the car and ran off. We found her later, still running down the road and took her home. That was the last time she partied with us!

It wasn’t long before I found out what goes around comes around. One of my grateful friends decided to return the favor and asked me if I’d like to party with a ghost. They took me to sharp bend in the road and parked the car. I soon felt a presence in the car with us; my flesh felt like it was coming off my bones and the hair on my arms stood on end. Richie said, “he’s here.” I don’t know why, but a few nights later we went back. This time the spirit came into the car, passed through my body and looked out of my eyes, all while my flesh was coming off my bones and my hair standing on end. I remember thinking, be calm don’t let it know your scared. After about a minute it left. God that was horrible. I was glad to get home that evening, I decided I wasn’t going back there anymore. It was late, I decided to go to bed. I closed my eyes and thought about what had happened. I began hearing breathing at first faintly but then it got louder and louder, I reached for a picture of Christ that was on my dresser, just as I grabbed it a bottle which was beside the picture hurled at my face and struck me in the forehead. I saw stars. The breathing stopped and I went to sleep. The next day I had a perfect black and blue circle in the middle of my forehead.

While I was in the library I came across a book on witchcraft. Spells were explained along with strange formulas for potions. I learned that to cast a spell all I had to do was call upon the name of a demon and tell him what I wanted. One evening I went with Marsha to driving school. (she had a point problem along with others) I sat in the back of the room. I decided to test the witchcraft, I said to the demon “if this thing is real make that guy in the front seat twitch” Well he about fell on the floor. At that point it was pretty clear to me that I was dealing with a lot more than I could, or should have been. I never tried to cast another spell. But I did start to think about God, Because if Satan existed than he obviously did also.

Of all the times Marsha and I had encounters with UFOs I never suspected that anything happened to us other than what we remembered. Sure there were a lot of nights that we got home a lot later than we had planned, but you know when you don’t have to be anywhere at any particular time you don’t wonder where the time went, besides everyone knows time flies when you’re having fun. To this day, I couldn’t say for sure if we ever had contact with anyone, or were abducted. Not together anyway, I was alone the night the ships landed. ……..

One evening I was bored so I decided to hitch a ride to a friend’s house. When I arrived no one was home. I figured it better to wait for her than to try to hitch a ride back home. I sat down on a lawn chair with Mary’s dog Corky. I loved Mary’s house. It sat on a hill and the peace was wonderful there. Dusk was just settling in. As I sat there I saw a ship silently landed about 75 feet in front of me in the field. “I thought this doesn’t look right” This thing looked like it came from somewhere a lot closer than outer space. It was shaped similar to a top but the bottom flared out. From what I can remember it was probably 15 or so feet wide by not much more than that high. It was a rusty color the color of weathered steel. I could see a railing around the center of the craft and it appeared to be sitting on a tripod that elevated it from the ground. Across the center of the ship was writing I was not able to read. It reminded me of Greek. I think I recall a backward small “e” and an “o” with a line through it. Many more letters, ones I cannot type. I remember thinking again this doesn’t look right. What was a ship from another planet doing with an inscription that looks Greek on it? It was at that point that I could hear the weeds moving towards me. I knew I was being approached but saw nothing. I thought the dog would have sensed trouble but he didn’t. At this point I think I walked up to a tall rather handsome man in a tan jumpsuit type uniform. I remember reading a tag which was sewn to either his arm or over a pocket. Whatever I read, I remember again thinking this doesn’t look right. What is someone from the Government doing in a UFO? The next thing I remember is standing back in the original position I first saw them from. I noticed that to my right was another identical ship, which didn’t land with the first one. I remember feeling sorry that they were leaving. I was sad because I wanted to go with them. I was told that I was one of them, and that I was to help people to understand who they were, and to help others except them. (even though I don’t remember speaking to anyone). I watched as the first ship lifted off. As it ascended I could see what I thought must have been the power source. Three large red glowing circles one of which seemed to be sputtering as if it had difficulty. Again I thought, this whole thing just doesn’t seem right. I decided that maybe these were probe ships. As I watched the ship rise I said “bye” and for the first and only time, I heard a noise that went “”BLEEP””” as if saying good-bye. Then as I watched the two ships, they simultaneously flew side by side to form two brightly-lit triangles. They danced in circular motions around one another until the triangles became one. And again I thought, what are they doing? This just doesn’t look right. As they circled one another the most beautiful display of rainbow colors were flowing from them and circling them. They then flew off together. Not more than a minute later my friend returned home. She was surprised to see me in her back yard. I tried to explain to her that I had been entertaining UFO’s, but she thought I was high. I wasn’t high; besides there where times when I was, but I never saw anything like that!

All I could do was think of them, in the weeks that followed I began writing in journals. I was always a daydreamer, but it seemed that I had taken my daydreams to a new level. I would draw geometric forms and become lost within them. (Mandala’s) I didn’t understand then, but as I was spacing out in my artwork I was being versed in what was to become new age philosophy. My mind was in communication with them; we were somehow telepathically linked. I drew pictures of aliens, and ships and other worlds. My journals were filled with philosophical questions and answers about why we were here and what our purpose was. I became very knowledgeable about a lot of things I knew nothing about. I became very aware of myself as I began to examine what I believed the Truth to be. I felt special. My friends were amazed when I’d show them the ships. Amazed that they followed me and appeared when I chose to be with them. At that time 1974, very little was known about UFO’s and as I said if we were missing time than we figured it was because we just lost track of it. None of us ever suspected that anything happened to us that we didn’t remember, Why would we?

Three years is a long time to have a relationship with UFO’s. As far as I know I was never treated badly. I don’t recall ever being forced to do anything against my will. I do know that just because I don’t remember, it doesn’t mean it didn’t happen. I believe the purpose of our relationship was to teach me about them, so that I would bring others to them. And I did, I brought many others.

It was in 1974 that I graduated from high school and moved away. I never did see Marsha again. I made new friends, some of which I showed the ships to. I soon met Connie; she was married and had a 10-year-old daughter. We would drive around at night and eventually stop at a secluded area and wait. We did this a lot. I remember one evening we sat watching a UFO from her car. We then returned to her house. We’d left her daughter there with Connie’s husband and my boyfriend. When we walked through the door two angry guys met us. They wanted to know why we were gone so long, and exactly what were we doing? We laughed it off, I don’t even think we looked to see what the time was. We thought they were mad because we left them. I never gave it another thought. Maybe I should have. Connie began seeing the UFO’s when we weren’t together. She claimed that one evening she saw a woman looking out of a porthole as a UFO hovered above her car. Claims she left her car and ran. Her husband wasn’t too happy; he had to walk to get the car she’d left still running in the middle of the road. He didn’t believe in UFO’s and he was beginning to believe we had some severe mental problems.

One evening as Connie, her daughter Jenease, and I sat watching TV I said, “Let’s go out in the yard I think they’re here.” Connie said “No” but her daughter said, “I’ll go.” Connie lived in the country in a fairly secluded area. We walked to the end of her yard to a field, and I was right, the ship was above us. We watched as it brightly glowed and hovered silently. All of a sudden we heard the roaring of a helicopter approaching very quickly. As it came upon us the UFO glided away. I pulled Jenease down so that we were hidden in the weeds. The helicopter hovered above us and shined a search light close to where we were hiding, and then shot off after the ship. I remember wondering who could have been flying the helicopter? I was glad they didn’t see us.

I believe everything happens for a reason, and for that reason it was very good that I met Diana. Diana was a Christian, she asked me to go to church with her one evening and I excepted. It was a peculiar place, not like the church I’d grown up with. These people were different somehow. It felt good there, peaceful. After the service I began speaking to a woman who was walking beside me as we left the church. Diana and I told her about the UFO’s. She stopped walking and said “That’s Satan, it’s a deception.” At first I didn’t want to believe her, but I found myself realizing over the next few days that I’d been used. How stupid I was, I never saw it coming. I just didn’t see that my friends in high places were carrying out an agenda to destroy me. For the first time I was seeing clearly or trying to. I began reading the bible. I didn’t know what I was looking for but I did know that I was looking in the right place.

One evening as I was watching TV I saw a ship in the distance coming towards my house. I walked over to the window and as I stared at it I said “I know who you are Satan.” The ship flashed a blinding light in my eyes and left. That was the last I ever saw of them, they’ve never returned. Fifteen years went by. One day as I walked past my bookshelf and Erich Von Daniken’s book “The Gold of The Gods” caught my eye. I stopped dead and said “Oh my God, I know what you’re doing.” The revelation floored me. Satan was going to land UFO’s on Earth disguised as aliens from space, and they were going to claim to be God. I was shocked; it all hit me out of the blue! At the time I didn’t really understand his full agenda, but I knew the plan. Probably knew it all along.

For the next ten years I spent a lot of time reading the bible and anything that I could find about alien abduction and the New Age Movement. I knew exactly where the Movement was coming from. After all I used to be one of them. All the pieces soon fell into place. It was all such a perfect plan. I had to wonder, where I’d have been today if I hadn’t seen the Truth. A New Age Leader, hanging out with Sheldan Nidle and the rest of Satan’s puppets. They had big plans for me, but I guess God had some bigger ones.

I found all too soon that just because I knew the Truth didn’t mean anybody would believe me. After all, people have a hard enough time excepting Satan exists. Tell them he pilots UFO’s, and you’re left talking to yourself. I’ve watched for years as we’ve become conditioned to except them. Even today I see more and more religions becoming infiltrated by New Age beliefs. Why not, If you don’t know what you believe then anything looks good. Christians don’t give their faith the consideration they do to buying a car. Religion’s going down because they never knew Christ. They worshipped a synthetic one but not the real one. And now they’ll reap the rotten fruit they’ve sewn. I know a lot of you believe you’re leaving here, that you’ll be raptured, before things get really bad. I don’t think that’s true. I’m afraid that when Jesus doesn’t show up, the deception will become the truth, and the falling away will be complete. If this were Gods plan, than I’d expect he owes a lot of Christian martyrs a very big apology. Besides, if we Christians are taken away, what would be the standard by which the Truth could be known? How could the remaining lost be found? What purpose could the tribulation accomplish if it were not to save the remnant? The God I know has a reason. He isn’t amused by torturing souls; it’s just not his nature. He is willing to turn us inside out though, if it means we’ll ultimately except the Truth and return to him.

What do you think people will believe when Satan’s legion of demons disguised as aliens from space land on our planet claiming to be responsible for genetically engineering life? You have to admit that the Sons of God who cohabited with the daughters of men left some pretty impressive artifacts that have left scientists scratching their heads. Artifacts purposely planted to furnish credibility. Can you think of a better plan to deceive than presenting to us what we cannot dispute with our own eyes? What will we say when they present the new race of human hybrids they’ve created from all that stolen abductee seed? Not only will these hybrids have super human abilities, but they will also provide a physical vehicle, which the demonic entities may enter to secure their existence in this dimension.

The New Age movement is calling for their Master to arrive. Through his guidance the New Age will become reality. It will be claimed that man lost the knowledge of his divinity, that God the Father was the product of our misinterpretation. A lie, which prevented our true awareness. It will be claimed that through christ consciousness, (a new thought process) we will acquire the physical ability to pass through other dimensions and eventually become Masters. God the Father will be dead, and we’ll become the masters of our own destiny. What more could man ask for? Nobodies going to consider the fact that Satan just sat down at the throne and became the God he claimed he’d be. Satan Who?

Satan has twisted scripture to fit perfectly with his agenda. The scriptures will be used against us. The distorted word will become a huge stumbling block. If you don’t already know the Truth, the lie is going to become the new truth. The religion of Mystery Babylon will be born, or should I say reincarnated? Satan has defiantly done his homework; he’s deceived us up one side and down the other. He really gave Catholicism the snow job. Why not? They’re a big reason we’re in this mess. The Roman Catholic Church became the founding father of Christianity when Constantine conquered Rome and established a Christian empire. Christianity soon became a religion of Pagan influence. This influence is not only evident through the worshipping of Mary, but also in every custom indicative to Christian festivals. I’m not going to expound, but if Aryanism is the Truth, then we have a lot of explaining to do. When Christianity and Roman Paganism united we got into bed with Satan, and now we have to sleep with him. The Christian martyrs of that time protested to the changes in doctrine which were decreed at the Nicaea Council, but their protests were denied, and they were either exiled or killed. True Christianity became obsolete. Today America sits upon the whore of Babylon without a clue. Our first clue should have been that any doctrine Catholicism had any deciding factor upon what so ever must be flawed. To assume that Christian doctrine is 100% accurate is a wrong assumption. If you don’t question every word you believe then somewhere along the line you’ll be deceived. Do a word search on Hell sometime; you may be surprised by what you’ll find.

The Christians that remain true to their faith after the aliens’ arrival will become scapegoats, and the religion will fail for lack of substantiation. Those still adhering to the faith will be persecuted. Failure to submit to the new way will cost the lives of many. The Tribulation will be blamed by our unacceptance of their truth. It will be claimed our negative vibratory rate is responsible for the delay in the arrival of the New Age. We will be hated for Christ’s namesake, but those who endure until the end will be saved.

This is certainly not a pretty picture, and I wish I could say it’s all a joke, but I can’t, Because it’s not. I understand why people walk away from the Truth; it’s a startling revelation that few can bare to acknowledge. Whether we acknowledge the Truth or not, isn’t going to prevent these things from happening, and our delay in understanding, places us in a very vulnerable position. God gave us the free will to believe whatever we choose. If we choose to believe a lie than we’ll reap the consequences of that lie. I can’t say for sure, but I think they’re coming soon. If I were you I’d be getting my full armor out of the closet and shining up my sword.

Sarah

 

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DEMON POSSESSION AND ALIEN ABDUCTION Similarities of an Enigma, by R.G. Teets, copyright 1996, Headline Books, Inc.

 

 

I cannot unequivocally state that so-called demons or extraterrestrials are, in fact, objectively real. But as I continue to research subjects seemingly connected with the UFO phenomenon, it is apparent from a great number of percipients I’ve interviewed (and collateral research, as well) that the net effects of many, but certainly not all, of these interactions be they with non-human intelligences or with other states of mind (i.e. consciousness and all of its various aberrations) appear to demonstrate many similarities between the UFO abduction experience and demonic/spirit possession.

This is not to eliminate other possibilities (for a more thorough understanding of those possibilities, one may begin by reading the Matrix of UFO Beliefs, a briefing paper by Dick Farley), but for the purposes of this discussion, I will concentrate on this single aspect of the phenomenon.

While also not attempting to present a conclusive epistemological examination (and clearly I am not suggesting this to be anything but perhaps a glimpse of part of an interesting phenomenon that contains many more elements than those addressed here), I can identify the following similarities between alien abduction and spirit possession.

HOW THEY OPERATE

 

BIBLIOGRAPHY

(Note: Not all of the following books are cited in this excerpt, but are recommended for further study/elucidation. This listing represents a sampling of available literature, and points out that regardless of mind-set — traditional, mainstream, philosophical, New Age, whatever — researchers and authors are encountering a phenomenon that, despite the differences in language, they perceive as intelligent, fearsome, manipulative, unpredictable, cunning and yet vulnerable.)

To Hell & Back, Maurice Rawlings, M.D.; Thomas Nelson Publishers,

Nashville Reunions, Raymond Moody, M.D. with Paul Perry; Villard Books

Spirit Releasement Therapy: A Technique Manual, William J. Baldwin, Ph.D.; Headline Books, Inc.

UFOs in the New Age, William M. Alnor; Baker Book House

Beyond The Brain, Stanislav Grof; SUNY Press

The Alien Agenda, Dr. Clifford Wilson; Signet

Gods of Air and Darkness, Richard E. Mooney; Fawcett

The Complete Guide to Mysterious Beings, John Keel; Doubleday

Brother Termite, Patricia Anthony; Ace

Symbols, Signs & Signets, Ernst Lehner; Dover Books

Futureman, Robert C. Girard; Arcturus Books

The Gospel of Life (Evangelium Vitae), Pope John Paul II; Times Books

The Gospel According to Jesus, Stephen Mitchell; Harper-Collins Publishers

The Believer’s Guide to Spiritual Warfare, Thomas B. White; Servant Publications

Shouting At The Wolf, Anderson Reed; Citadel Press

The History of the Devil, Paul Carus; Open Court Publishing Co.

Unmasking the Enemy, Nelson S. Pacheco and Tommy Blann; Bendan Press

Grand Illusions, Dr. Gregory L. Little; White Buffalo Books

The Poltergeist Experience, D. Scott Rogo; Penguin Books

Possessed: The True Story of an Exorcism, Thomas B. Allen; Bantam Books

West Virginia UFOs: Close Encounters in the Mountain State, Bob Teets; Headline Books, Inc. (contains the Matrix of UFO Beliefs by Dick Farley)

The Stalk, Janet and Chris Morris; ROC

Cosmic Patriot Files (Vol. 1 & 2); Abelard Productions, Inc.

The Mind of God, Paul Davies; Touchstone (Simon & Schuster)

Alien Identities, Richard L. Thompson; Govardhan Hill Publishing

The Unquiet Dead, Dr. Edith Fiore; Ballantine Books

Revelation, David Bischoff; Warner Books

The Way of the Shaman, Michael Harner; Harper San Francisco

Soul Retrieval, Sandra Ingerman; Harper San Francisco

The Origin of Satan, Elaine Pagels; Random House

Book (title unknown); T.L. Osborn

The Dilemma of Psychology, Lawrence LeShan, Ph.D. ; Dutton

The Disuniting of America, Arthur M. Schlesinger, Jr.

The Edge of Evil, Jerry Johnson; Word Publishing

All of Dr. Jacques Vallee’s books…

The Bible

The Book of Enoch, the 19th Century translation by Lawrence

For some interesting alternative viewpoints:

Seth Speaks: The Eternal Validity of the Soul, Jane Robers; Seth

E.T. 101, Mission Control and JHO; Harper San Francisco

Magazines:

Fate, December, 1993: The Old Ones, by Hoeller

Fate, 1988 (Aug?), Psychic Healing of Multiple Personality: Is exorcism of evil spirits a way to cure severe mental illness? by Stanley Krippner

…and other books cited in this paper.

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Abduction: Similarities of an Enigma by R.G. Teets copyright 1996 Headline Books, Inc. TerraAlta@aol.com

IN DEFENSE OF HUMANITY

Author Unknown

 

The law of bioethics has substantially progressed during the past half century. Both scientific and popular opinion now appreciate the importance of appropriate risk and proportionality for all scientific research, the necessity of full disclosure to patients, and the effectiveness of proper governmental supervision of all treatment modalities. A growing focus appreciates the preciousness of human life and the individual’s right to free choice through informed consent. If any of the incidents concerning these “aliens” can be substantiated, it is appropriate that we compare the alleged crimes with human rights covenants implemented at the international level.

The trial of Nazi physicians for medical research atrocities prompted the drafting of the Nuremberg Code provisions. Americans, Dr. Andrew Ivy and Dr. Leo Alexander, majorly contributed to formation of the Code’s text. The final ten-point provisions were incorporated into the Nuremberg proceedings’ Doctors’ Trial Verdict. The Code asserts the need for bioethical research guidelines to preserve health care goals and ethical parameters, including alleviation of pain and suffering and advancement of the quality of life at the individual and communal levels. The Nuremberg Code (later reflected in the Declaration of Helsinki’s protective measure as to clinical research) continues to serve as the landmark for the ongoing evolution of bioethical law. If the growing accounts are correct, certain alleged ET intruders have egregiously violated all Nuremberg Code articles. Such reported developments as the alleged genetic research program serve as one of several models displaying the amorality of these aliens’ actions.

The Code’s Article I requires the voluntary consent of the patient to any medical procedure. Obviously the kidnapping, coerced detention, and other torts perpetrated on human victims violate Article I’s provisions. (These tenets of informed, voluntary consent are reflected in Article 7 of the International Covenant on Civil and Political rights: “…no one shall be subjected without his free consent to medical or scientific experimentation.”) Article II of the Nuremberg Code stipulates that any research must purposefully entail a benefit for the society as a whole. Does the alleged hybrid breeding program represent a beneficial development for the human race or rather a blatant manipulation by these entities, using our human brothers and sisters as a type of chattel for research goals? If the reports are correct, these “alien brothers” have been deceitfully using human victims with their macabre research providing value only to the ET’s themselves. Article III mandated prior research study and preparation to “justify the performance of the experiment,” and such preparatory review cannot be conducted within the clandestine/intrusive environment of reported alien procedures.

Article IV requires the avoidance of all unnecessary physical and mental suffering of the human subject in any study or treatment modality. Numerous accounts are surfacing of human victims left by alien intruders in traumatized physical and emotional states. Nuremberg Code Article V denies permission for any medical or scientific research with risk of death of disability to the human subject. Should accounts of global underground centers violations prove accurate, grave infringements of Article V have occurred. Article VI requires an assessment as to the proportionality as to risk and benefits of any proposed research. If these entities are perpetrating these procedures, any risks attach only to their human victims with any benefit incurred solely by the alien parties. The Code’s Article VII requires proper preparation for all research to avoid any possible harm to subject participants; the contravention here also is blatant. Article VIII requires that the experiment be conducted by qualified personnel – certainly the harmful efforts of the alien abduction/research scenario signal a capability for malevolence and a true capacity for subjecting humans to pain, embarrassment and shock. Article IX requires that the experiment be brought to an end if the human subject so requests – numerous reports have been gathered as to human victims strenuously refusing to engage in alien procedures and yet still victimized by the entities. Finally, Nuremberg Code’s Article X demands that the research be concluded if the scientists, including research physicians, consider the study or treatment to be causing harm to the participant – how many humans are harassed without cessation of these violations.

The UN Human Commission on Human Rights and Terrorism Resolution 2001/37: Condemns the violation of the right to live free from fear and of the right to life, liberty and security.” Surely, if the reports are correct, these aliens fall within the category of violators – assaulting humans on spiritual, physical and psychological levels.

After the horrors of the Shoah, or Holocaust, Eleanor Roosevelt played a pivotal role in the formation of the U.N.’s Declaration of Human Rights while serving as Chairman of the Human Rights Commission and its drafting of that statement. The Declaration’s Preamble asserts that “human rights should be protected by the rule of law.” A growing cascade of international documents support this concept. Yet proper investigation and monitoring of violations must be implemented even if the perpetrators are not biologically human. The Universal Declaration’s Article 3 poignantly notes, in agreement with our Declaration of Independence, that “Everyone has the right to life, liberty and the security of person.” The European Convention on Human Rights (European Convention for the Protection of Human Rights and Fundamental Freedoms) endorses this principle in its Article 5: “Everyone has the right to liberty and security of person.” Why should humanity suffer to have its members’ personal cultural freedom transgressed by a malevolent exterior force? Such violations, including alleged mental manipulation by ET predators of their victims, mock the U.N. Declaration of Human Rights Article 18’s emphasis on such human rights as freedom of thought.

Also, Article 7 of The International Covenant on Civil and Political Rights declares that, “No one shall be subjected to torture or to cruel, inhuman or degrading treatment or punishment” and its Article 17 provides that “No one shall be subject to arbitrary or unlawful interference with his privacy, family, home….” If current international pacts abhor torture, kidnapping and invasion of privacy, should human society even tacitly condone it when practiced by “aliens”? Moreover human participants appear to be functioning as unwilling servants and biological resources for certain extraterrestrials. Article 4 of the European Convention on Human Rights asserts that “No one shall be held in slavery or servitude.” The Slavery Convention (effective 1927), Article 1, describes slavery as “the status of condition of a person over whom any or all of the powers attaching to the right of ownership are exercised.” The Universal Declaration of Human Rights, Article 4 prohibits slavery in all its forms. Certainly, we owe no service to alien masters but only fealty to our Sovereign Creator.

The above documents represent a fraction of the international law provisions furnishing a global legal framework for decrying alleged alien atrocities. In evaluating alien-human interaction, the victim’s weaker intellectual or technological position does not erase the amorality of the intruders with their blatant disregard of law whether international or Divine.

 

The 2001 UFO Fact Finding

Tour and Vacation

By David Ben Yakov

© 2001 David Ben Yakov / Delusion Resistance

 

Greetings friends and visitors. I want to take some time to share with you a trip that I made recently. I’ll include graphics so that this page won’t be too boring. Last October a couple of friends and I went on a trip to the Great Southwest of the United States. Actually, it was a motor trip that lasted a whole week, but that was what we planned and it was a blast. For my friends it was just a trip, but for me it was a trip and a UFO fact finding tour. 

You see, a few years ago I found a site on the Internet that really sparked my interest, or should I say it reignited my interest in the UFO phenomena. That site is called Alien Resistance and it is an informative site that everyone; UFO fanatic, UFO skeptic, and those who don’t know what to believe, should investigate. When I was a child and a teenager I was deeply involved in the study of UFO’s. I didn’t have a degree in the subject or anything like that, but I bought just about every magazine that came out, read many books and saw every movie that involved UFO’s, extraterrestrials and other strange things. My father had gotten me interested in UFO’s at a very early age and he was my mentor in the subject. I was so steeped in UFOlore that I even saw them a couple of times. Later when I became a Christian and realized what the phenomena really is I first resented that my dad had gotten my life so steeped in the subject. Later on though I realized that it was for a reason, so that when I came to faith in Christ Jesus, I could know what I was talking about when I did things, like make this website. Oh, and I hope you’ll rejoice with me when I say that my dad came to faith in Jesus Christ not long after I did. He struggled with a lot of questions about aliens and UFO’s and could never really make up his mind where they came from. He did however know Jesus, and where He came from. And finally, dad knew where he was going when he died, and he went there in a very peaceful way on the evening of July 21, 1999. I thought it was so neat that he landed in Heaven exactly 30 years to the day that we Americans landed on the Moon. 

Day One:

Well, the day to depart had finally come. I could kiss work goodbye for a week and not think about patients, their medications or any of their sometimes petty little complaints. The original plans had been to make it to Rachel, Nevada by nightfall, but we got off to a late start and got on the road close to eleven o’clock in the morning. We drove highway 50 from Sacramento to South Shore of Lake Tahoe. Of course, I can’t pass Tahoe without placing some quarters in at least a few slot machines and Marie expressed a desire to eat at a casino buffet.  We went to Caesar’s and I did just that. It was a good thing too because I won enough money to eat at the buffet that they have there, and still had some money left over. We then took a small highway that connects South Shore, Nevada with Minden, Nevada. It was one of the most scary roads that I have ever been on. That, coupled with that fact that my friend Clint (who was driving) must have been practicing for the Le Mans really sent me into panic mode. You know what? There’s no brake pedal on the passenger’s side of the new Chevy Impala’s!! I pressed it many times, but it just wasn’t there. When we got to the bottom I silently thanked God that we didn’t become a statistic at the bottom of some gorge. 

When we got to Minden we got onto U.S. 395 and took that in a southward direction. Clint started practicing for the Le Mans again but a female Nevada Highway Patrol officer thought it wasn’t a good idea and gave him a ticket for his trouble. Clint didn’t speed much the rest of the trip. We made it to Mono Lake right around four o’clock that afternoon and I began to realize that we wouldn’t make it to Rachel that night. It was very dark by the time that we got to Nevada again and we proceeded to travel until we got to Tonopah, Nevada. After checking out a few motels (with highly inflated prices) we decided on a place called the Clown Motel. That’s not a typo, it’s really called that. The price was decent, but you get what you pay for. The owners were very nice people. The man even gave me a free bottle of TUMS when I asked if he sold antacid. Anyone that gives out free TUMS is a-okay in my book. 

Our first night’s lodging

Day Two:

They say that it gets cold in the high desert at night and boy are they right. It was heavy coat weather for the first few hours. We packed up the car and Clint and Marie thought it might be fun to walk through the old graveyard that is right next to the motel. Clowns and graves…not a place for the squeamish. I knew that I was with good people because I have enjoyed reading gravestones ever since I can remember. Most of the stones were of people who died in mining accidents back in the 1800’s and early part of the 20th century. There were a few children there and I do believe that there is a sheriff who was shot dead in a gunfight. We got some gas and headed out of town.

The Nevada desert is so neat, having little mountain ranges with deserted valleys between them. You come up to one pass and you can see right across the valley to where you will be on the next pass. We traveled on Route 6  and turned right on Highway 375, which is also known as the Extraterrestrial Highway. After traveling for some time we came to the town of Rachel. Rachel is famous in the UFO realm because it is the closest town to AREA-51, a secret Air Force base. They say that the best way to keep a secret is to tell everyone about it and that’s the case with Area 51. According to UFO-lore the government has real alien flying saucers and other alien technology at the base. Then there are those like myself who think that they have secret stuff there, but it is all manmade black technology stuff. For instance, this base is where the Air Force tested the Stealth Bomber and Stealth Fighter for many years before they made them public. Rachel  really doesn’t resemble a town too much, having only some mobile-homes, a gas station and a wonderful place called the Little Ale-Inn, a play on the words Little Alien. Normally I don’t like to frequent places that have pictures of Aliens, which I consider to be of demonic origin, but I swallowed my probable misdirected caution and went in. I was hungry and wasn’t going to let a few little Grey buggers ruin what was a wonderful breakfast.

Rachel – Where I’d like to retire someday

I was really happy with what I saw inside. There really weren’t too many pictures of the Greys at all. There were a multitude of pictures on the wall of UFO’s, most of which I had seen before. Now, on to the breakfast. I decided to order biscuits and gravy, which I really like and I figured that since I didn’t know when we would next eat that day I needed something that would stick to my ribs. I was so contented with the meal. I have to say that it was the best biscuits and gravy that I had ever eaten. As I mentioned earlier, the proprietors were very nice people. They greeted us like we were friends or even family. The waitress at one point voiced her displeasure that a large crowd of locals who were leaving didn’t give her any hugs. So, Clint and I went and performed our duties as hugmeisters which made her very happy. At the end of the meal I bought a few mugs and some literature and we left to continue our trip.

Business card from The Little Ale-Inn

I sadly bid farewell to Rachel. I really would have liked to have stayed longer and perhaps go up that dirt road up to the FORBIDDEN sign to snap a picture, but we had time restraints. Clint decided that he was tired of driving and I took over. About halfway between the end of 375 and Rachel I had the honor of killing a roadrunner with our vehicle. It walked into my path and I zapped it with the undercarriage of the Chevy. Wylie Coyote eat your heart out.. We drove to the end of the Extraterrestrial Highway and caught Route 93, which we took south to Interstate 15 which took us into Las Vegas. I really don’t like driving in cities, and Las Vegas was no different. It seemed as if for a short while on the trip we were in Los Angeles because the drivers have the same habits as those in La La Town. We stopped in Boulder City to get something to eat and then Marie took over the driving. After leaving Boulder City we went to Hoover Dam, which I found quite impressive. There were a lot of soldiers there and they were pulling over anything with a trailer and everything that looked like it could carry a bomb. It was less than 2 months after the terrorist attack of September eleventh and Hoover Dam was a prime candidate for attack. The rest of that day we drove down to Kingman, Arizona and then on to Flagstaff, where we stayed in another budget motel. This one was better than the Clown Motel but it had one peculiarity. There were large air ducts that ran through the room and it had two trap doors in it’s side that reminded me of the old days when we needed somewhere to hide our stash. My curiosity got the best of me and I had to open the doors. I didn’t find anything in there, but in all the years that I was in construction I never saw something like that. Perhaps it’s an Arizona Thing? 

Day Three:

We set out from Flagstaff with our sights set on “Meteor Crater,” which is a short drive from there. The crater is quite impressive. Of course, the museum that accompanies the crater has a lot of info and it wouldn’t be a scientific exhibit without geologic columns with the myth of billions and millions of years thrown into your face. It would have been so much easier for them to just show the crater, some meteor fragments and leave it at that. The folks at the crater did the viewer the justice of leaving some things down at the bottom of the crater so that you can get an idea about the enormity of the hole. Life size human figures are even hard to see with the tourist telescopes that are mounted all over the place.

The Crater From The Highest Viewing Point

Clint, My Brother in Jesus and in Civil Disobedience!

The Meteor Crater was a lot of fun but we had to keep to a schedule, so after about an hour and a half at the big hole we got back underway. We hopped back onto Interstate 40 and drove east. I really fell in love with Arizona and New Mexico. The scenery is incredible, the people are wonderful and the air is nice and clean. We arrived in Albuquerque right at the evening rush hour. Still, the traffic was not too bad, probably because it is a small city or perhaps the people there act civilized, not like the vermin that infest California’s highways.

We drove another hour and hopped onto Highway 285 south. By this time it was getting dark and Roswell was still around 2 hours away. We amused ourselves by playing some of those games that kids play while on long journeys, word games and other association games. Marie was really good at putting us to this task and it seemed that she had thousands of games in her game bag. As childish as those games sounded, they really helped time to pass quickly. We got to Roswell and stayed at one of the first motels we could find, a Quality Inn. To us it was like the Taj Mahal compared to the two prior hotels. I slept so well that night, comforted in the fact that I would not be attacked by renegade clowns or some weird skin devouring bacteria that I wondered might be in those last two places.

Laboratory test of sign showed
unusual metallic properties?

Day Four:

We awoke well rested on day four. Breakfast consisted of a pack of those little donuts and a pint of milk. Ahh, the two basic food groups, low and high saturated fats! One of the basic reasons for my trip to Roswell was to meet Guy Malone, one of the directors of Alien Resistance; a Bible based ministry that preaches to the UFO community and also enlightens Christians to the danger of the UFO cult. There were two problems that would have me kicking myself at the end of the day. First, although I told Guy I would be down in Roswell sometime in October, I didn’t say when. Second, I assumed that Alien Resistance H.Q. would be open that day, but I didn’t know that they had different hours during the cooler months. Well, those two things worked against me and I never did get to meet Guy Malone. Well, at least Marie offered to take my picture in front of the H.Q. as proof that I had been there.

Me Standing outside the hallowed halls of ARHQ

We walked around the streets of Roswell for a while, noticing how the town had given itself over to the UFO Delusion. Most of the streetlamps downtown had big black alien eyes painted on them. There were several souvenir shops that catered to alien stuff. I was not surprised to see that almost all the souvenir shops had occult articles in them as well as alien merchandise. Anyone who has seriously studied the UFO following knows that they and the occult are one and the same. It’s like bread in the bread isle, different packaging but the same ingredients.

After a while of walking, we found ourselves just outside Roswell’s International UFO Museum and we looked at each other and said, “why not?” We were surprised to find out that there was no admission charge, but they did accept donations. Now, my parents had brought me up to respect things and they would have insisted that I leave at least a small donation, but the way that I figured it, these people are fostering a faith that is totally set against Christianity, so I declined any donation. Sorry mom!

The UFO Museum in Roswell

The museum was your typical run of the mill museum, with many pictures, displays and a few oddball things to do. I put my penny in a machine and had it turned into a souvenir. I had not seen one of those machines since my childhood days at the Jersey Shore. I also got on the scale that told me my weight on the moon and on Mars. You know, I wish that my doctor had his office on the moon because I would only weigh 43.6 pounds there. No more of those “you have to lose weight,” lectures from Dr. Chang; that would be fantastic! I did find that they had a lot of items in the museum gift shop, but most of the stuff had those demonic little gray buggers on them, so that was out of the question.

We departed Roswell a little past noon and continued south on Highway 285. After what seemed like a short drive we arrived in Carlsbad. We stopped to eat and refuel and continued to Carlsbad Caverns. We bought tickets and descended into the cavern. If you have bad knees I advise taking the elevator and don’t learn the hard way like I did. The descent is a steady and sometimes steep path that seems to last forever. When you finally get to the bottom you think you’ve seen it all, but there is a couple mile path around the interior of the cavern. I was so glad that I didn’t bring my SLR camera with me because it would have gotten in the way. I just bought postcards in the store back up at the top. Most of the stalactite and stalagmite formations look the same after the first half mile. I think what bothered me the most about the whole thing were the other people who were down there. You constantly have to get out of the way for those who want to speed-walk through and then there are those who stop to gawk or lollygag and don’t care that others want to get by. We took the elevator back up at the end of the path and prepared to sit and watch the bat flight at sunset. We were disappointed to learn that most of the bats were gone by the end of October. So, we hopped in the car and drove, leaving New Mexico and entering Texas. We drove to El Paso and then up to Las Cruces, New Mexico, where we stayed the night. 

Day Five:

Day four had ended the UFO fact finding part of the trip. I have for some time had the desire to move to the New Mexico or Nevada areas and I wanted to see what it was like. I like Rachel, Nevada, but it is a bit too isolated for me. Roswell is nice (aside from the demonic stuff) and perhaps that is where God will settle me, but there is still more that I need to see of the southwest. On day four I would continue our adventure.

We left Las Cruces on Interstate 10, and headed back west. I remember pleading with God to be able to stay in New Mexico. I really hate living in California and have felt like a displaced person there for the past 28 years. But I guess it is just not His timing yet. We drove through nice little towns like Deming and then Lordsburg. I mused that it would be fitting for a Christian to serve the Lord Jesus in Lordsburg. Oh well, perhaps someday. We crossed back into Arizona and we set our sights on Tombstone. To our amazement none of us had ever been there. Between Clint, Marie and myself we had seen just about everything at least once, but Tombstone was an exception. 

When we got to Tombstone it was so great. It greatly resembled my picture of the old west and it would have done so more had it not been for all of the modern cars parked along the street. If the people of Tombstone ever get the gumption to ban cars from the main street it will make the old west ambience much nicer. We walked around for quite a while, enjoying the stores and eateries. At one point I walked up to some guy who was dressed up in black garb, like your typical bad guy in the old west movies. I asked him how he was doing and he told me he was sore. He continued to tell me how one of the Clanton boys beat the snot out of him. His words not mine. He said that he was going to teach the Clanton’s a lesson later and invited me to see it. It was just a ploy to get me to buy a ticket at the O.K. Corral for the gunfight. We looked all over for the corral. We finally found that it is inside a building now, just a couple of blocks from where the big guy in black and I had our conversation. We thought about going to it, but they charged too much so we declined. They even charged for a walk through Boot Hill which we also declined to do.

We left Tombstone and immediately noticed an Army checkpoint. Here again they were pulling over random vehicles to check for terrorists. I guess we looked like good Americans so they waved us through. We found Interstate 10 again and drove west once more. We drove through Tucson and then up to Phoenix where we stopped at a Walmart for supplies. Afterward we saw a Red Lobster restaurant and decided to splurge on dinner. The food there was so good, but I guess anything would be good seeing the diet of fast food that we had eaten until then. The waiter and I started to go back and forth after he found out that I was a Yankee fan and I was sitting in Diamondback country. It was really quite amusing and took the edge off of the trip, which was starting to get a bit monotonous after sitting in a car for 5 days straight.

We left Phoenix bound for Flagstaff, which we reached that night around nine o’clock. Once we got to the motel I went for a nice walk, wearing my Yankee jacket proudly. Surprisingly I was not harassed once. We stayed at another budget motel, but it wasn’t as bad as the ones at the beginning of the trip.

Day Six:

We woke up on day six with our minds fixed on getting to the Grand Canyon. After a wonderful breakfast at the hotel’s restaurant we were off. After what seemed like a very long ride we got to Grand Canyon Park. We paid the ranger to get into the park, which theoretically belongs to us anyway. We found an area that had a lot of trails along the rim and we parted ways. Clint and Marie went left and I went right. You see, I’m sort of a loner and after being with people for five days I needed time by myself. I had a wonderful time, taking pictures and soaking in the sites. I’ll tell you something! There’s no way that the Colorado River carved that big canyon. I heard it for many years, but now that I saw it, it has to be a direct cause of the great flood. Only a sea’s worth of water escaping at a fast rate could cause such a chaotic landscape. After the walk we spent most of the afternoon driving toward the exit of the park and stopping at every pullout that we found where a view could be seen.

One funny thing happened in a gift and visitor’s center that we stopped in at the Canyon. I picked out a couple of items and decided that I should get out of there before I bought the whole store. I went up to the register attendant to pay for the items. I told her that we enjoyed the visit and that we were on out way back home. She asked where I was from and I embarrassingly told her that we were visiting from California. I made a point to tell her that there are in fact two California’s and that we were from the north where things were a bit more sane.

The statement had barely left my mouth when an attractive woman approached the counter and said that she was from California too. Then she went into a long spiel asking me if I had visited Sedona, Arizona. I told her that we never made it there. She went on to tell us that Sedona is where all of the energy is in Arizona, and she wasn’t talking about power plants or nuclear electrical generation, but spiritual energy. Oh, she went on and on about every New Age thing you could possibly think about. After she was done I asked her what part of California she came from. She replied that she lived near Los Angeles. I just looked at the cash register attendant, gave her the “there you have it” motion with my hands and said, “didn’t I tell you there are two California’s?” We both laughed and I walked away with my items, chuckling the whole way out.

Marie and Clint on The Trail

We continued on Route 64 till it came to Highway 89, which we took north. Our new focus was to make it  to St. George, Utah and then travel to Salt Lake City, then take Interstate 80 back to Sacramento. So we took 89 north until we almost reached Utah. I told Clint about a shortcut and we decided to take it. Highway alternate 89 took us to Highway 389 which took us to St. George. Not long after we turned onto alternate 89 Marie got a severe migraine attack. I’ve never seen anyone that sick and it really concerned me. Clint decided that he should assist her in the back so he asked me to drive. On the way to St. George I suggested that we stay at a nice hotel and that we head back home the next day. 

We crossed the second to the last mountain range before St. George and my luck with animals in the road went sour again. No, not another roadrunner, but a deer. Thank God that the animal didn’t freeze there but had the sense to get out of the way. Thoughts of Bambiburgers, Bambi-steaks and venison stew went through my head, but I really didn’t want to mess up Clint and Marie’s car for a few steaks. We arrived at St. George and stayed at another Quality Inn. Marie started to feel better, probably because we weren’t barreling down winding mountain roads anymore. I can only imagine that from the onset of her migraine till we got to the hotel she must have felt like she was on the roller-coaster ride from hell. We watched some television then retired for the evening.

Day Seven:

We awoke the next morning famished. We never ate a decent meal the night before because we concentrated on getting Marie to a comfortable place. The Inn served a continental breakfast and I’m not ashamed to say that I went back for seconds. We then gassed up the car and departed.

Although Marie looked like she had for the most part recovered from the migraine she still looked a bit ill. Clint had told me the night before that sometimes the condition could last a couple of days and I couldn’t imagine putting her through what might be two more days of being on the road. So I suggested, and both agreed that we make a beeline back to Sacramento, which would cut the rest of the trip by one day.

Nothing really eventful to note about the trip back long, except to say that it was very long. We went through Las Vegas again and then entered California, yuck! We passed through Barstow, Bakersfield and then took State Route 99 north to Sacramento.

Reflections:

I never expected to see any UFO’s and I didn’t see any. They really don’t like to reveal themselves to the Sons of the Most High. After meeting the people of the Southwest, and enjoying their love and hospitality I have decided that whenever financially possible I will join their number. I have renewed my belief that the desert has a beauty all it’s own and that in my mind it rivals the rain forest or the thick woods of the northern states. And I know with out any conviction that someday “The Delusion Resistance” will have a home in the Southwest.

It was sad to see how a city such as Roswell has given itself over UFO cultic ways. I’m sure that a lot of people associate with the UFO cult in order to get Roswell on the map, to make it a place for tourists to visit and to capitalize on the money that the tourism can bring. But in that effort to become popular the city has given itself over to the spirit of Anti-Christ. It is my hope and sincere prayer that ministries like Alien Resistance will others in the city will stand up boldly against that spirit and proclaim the name of Jesus Christ to all who can hear it.

All in all it was a great vacation and I would do it again in a heartbeat!

 

David Ben Yakov

 

 

M.U.F.O.N. Convention 2006

Echoes of Enoch is a Co-Ministry With AACCOA
Click on the image above to access Echoes of Enoch

After the poor turnout at this years Roswell UFO Festival, there was little funds to think about going to the MUFON convention in Denver. MUFON contacted me by e-mail that they had a table reserved for me. They wanted to know if I was coming this year. I was surprised that there was even a space still available. I told them I didn’t know for sure as I did not want to miss the chance so I told them I would get back in a few days to let them know. At the time I wasn’t sure I would have enough money to make it or not. The next day a few donations came in that was extra and above what I usually receive. I prayed about it and suddenly felt it was important that I make it to the convention. I decided that the real test was getting a day off from work to make it. I switched a day with another driver and the time was set. In just three days the time off  from work, the table money and the gas money  had been provided. Mike and I were going to sleep in my Van the two days of the event. A reader of my site heard about that from a mutual friend and the next thing I know reservations for both Mike and I were made at the convention hotel. This was going to be Mike’s first show so he was pretty excited about it. I was excited because the road was made clear and straight for us to go. To me this meant that this was a divine appointment just waiting to happen.

     When we arrived we put our stuff in the room and began setting up when we were given a choice of several prime spots. When I go to these shows I am a diehard. I am the first to be at my table in the mourning and the last to leave at night. This was Friday late in the evening when I was just starting to cover up our table for the night. A young man and his mother about my age came up to the table and began asking questions. In the course of our chatting it was revealed that they both were enthusiasts on the subject of UFO and Aliens. They were  curious about the idea of Aliens possibly being our creators and came to get more information. They were also disillusioned Catholics who sensed there was more but not certain just what it was. Fortunately , out of all the tables that were closed , the only open one provided a Biblical View. This they took as a sign from God to listen and learn what we had to say. They were both very intelligent and perceptive people who like sponges soaked up everything mike and I had to share with them. The young man asked if he could come by and hang out with us the next day. We said absolutely you can be our guest for the day and stay with us behind our table.

  That night the Lord told me that Marcos (the young man) was ready and tomorrow was his day of visitation. He also told me that his Mother was also ready to receive the gospel. Marcos was there first thing in the mourning at about 7:30am. Like overripe fruit he was ready and jumped at the chance to receive Jesus as his personal Savior and Lord. In less than ten minuets I prayed with him to accept Jesus as his Savior and Lord. He stayed with us until we were ready to close at around 9:00pm that evening. He was brilliant in the way he picked up and understood things. We had a great time together and he got what might have been for many,  an information overload, but to him it was just a good spiritual feast. His mother could not come with him so I told him how to pray with her in the same way I did with him . We sent Marcos a Bible with a starter kit to help him in discipleship with his new relationship with the Lord. This  alone made the journey to Denver worth while.  There was so much more worth mentioning, so we will if you continue below the pictures.

” Therefore if any man be in Christ, he is a new creature: old things are passed away; behold, all things are become new.”  2 Cor 5:17 (KJV)

A young woman next door to our table on our left was a member of the Golden Dawn and a self described atheist. She sold occult icons and ritualistic materials for Wicca’s and other occult groups. A brilliant mind and quick on her toes, she fired many questions to Mike and I. Her intentions were obvious, she was challenging us to see if we could give answers to some very hard questions. She had in her arsenal, questions that stumped the best and with great confidence fired away. I think we shook much of her foundation as there was not one question we could not provide a sound Biblical response to. She was  impressed that we also understood much of her own background and were not ignorant as to where she was coming from. The last day of the conference there was a change in her whole demeanor. Her questions were no longer an intellectual duel, but rather a serious inquiry about our faith in God. We rocked her whole world and she even told us so. I told her it was no chance that we were next to each other this week end and someday this will all make sense to her as God reaching out to her even in her unbelief..  Sorry we didn’t get a picture of her.

On the other side of us was Ted Phillips. He would be best described as an Indiana Jones type. He is well known in the UFO community going all the way back to the days when he worked with Dr. J Allen Hynek . Among many other things, he is a cave explorer who is in search of the cave of the half moon. This was something that the Nazis were interested in finding. Ted has a diary of a resistance fighter who found the cave during the war who has long since passed away. Ted was able to find the cave but the most important section is caved in. It is also in the Czech  Republic which is not the safest place in the world. The last time he was there Russians were the main concern. When the funds are available he will be going back to find the cave and with experts remove the rock debris. What is so compelling to this cave. The cave of the half moon is so called because imbedded in the rock is a man made artifact  which is circular but only half of it is exposed as a half moon. This object is shiny black and not like anything in our modern day. It is described as a possible piece of ancient technology. In a Biblical perspective, this could be some kind of surviving object from the pre-flood world of Genesis 6. Ted was moved as I offered to pray for him and his expedition. We prayed that he would be protected in the hostile area, that he would find what needed to be found and remain  safe while exposing the cave. We hope that he will be successful in finding what might be an earth shaking finding. Here is a site describing what he is doing. He promised to keep in touch as we continue to keep him in prayer.   http://www.geocities.com/ResearchTriangle/Lab/9525/philips.html

 

Jessie Marcel Jr.

Mike and I thought of presenting ourselves as the
“The Other Grays from Roswell”

 

We made enough to cover our gas costs home and a few good meals too.  I gave several books away (mine) where I felt led with no regrets. On our way home we turned off the main highway for gas at Las Vegas New Mexico. Just before entering the town for gas there was scene that just did not make any sense. Here is what we had to pass through in order to get gas. Now unless some major events happened that I wasn’t aware of, I think we were about 400 miles from the Mexican boarder being in Northern New Mexico. So what is up with this????

 It turned out that a Hollywood film company was making a movie featuring Tommy :Lee Jones  in their city and this was just a movie prop. It sure had us going for awhile. We were not the only ones to stop at the booth waiting for someone to come.

We thanked the Lord that he was able to use us to share him with others in this very interesting trip.

ROSWELL TRIP AND RADIO SHOW 2006

June 28 thru July 02, 2006

By David Ruffino

 

In the middle of March 2006 I got a call from Jim Wilhelmsen, a close brother and associate, telling me that a benefactor had bought him time on Stardust Radio Network. This network is a web based radio show with a couple of broadcast affiliates around the US. Jim invited me to participate on the show and before I had time to think about it, I had agreed. Below is an account of my trip down to Roswell and most of what transpired there.

Wednesday, June 28, 2006

I woke up at quarter past three in the morning and finished my packing, checking several times that I had my electronic plane tickets as well as the car rental information and money and other last minute things. I got in the Resistance Urban Assault Vehicle (RUAV for short) and drove to Sacramento International Airport, arriving there a little past four in the morning. Surprisingly, I found a parking spot in economy parking that was very close to the entrance of the lot. Sometimes I take things like this to be a sign that a trip is going to be great, and I found out later that this assumption was correct. As I walked to the bus stop I saw the bus rounding the corner and heading in my direction; another good sign. Southwest Airlines had implemented a new sign in feature since the last time I had been there. If someone has an electronic ticket you can actually check yourself in via a computer screen menu. Once done, an attendant comes and takes your bag, tags it and you’re off to the Homeland Security nightmare. I travel with a laptop computer so that makes thing all the more difficult. Shoes, belt, wallet, keys, pocket change go into one bin, the laptop into a separate bin and everything else follows. Once they realized that I wasn’t some terrorist they let me head to the gate and wait for the flight. As I sat there watching the light begin to appear in the eastern sky I realized how tired I actually was. I’d only gotten a little over four hours of sleep before this journey started.

Well, the plane finally arrived and the previous passengers deplaned. We got onto the flight, me being one of the first to do so, and I was sort of disappointed that the flight was so full. We were flying to Phoenix and I wondered how many people were as crazy as I was to pick this early a flight to desert hell. I have to admit though that I was pleased with my two neighbors. One lady was flying to Florida and the other was going to San Antonio, Texas. We talked during the whole flight and they were very interested in what I was going to do in Roswell. I gave them business cards and told them to visit us on the Resistance website. One thing I have to say for Southwest Airlines is that they have great coffee, and I availed myself to a lot of it. I arrived in Phoenix and was pleased to see that I didn’t have to change terminals. I just had to walk down two gates and I could wait for the next flight; from Phoenix to Albuquerque. By the way, I can spell that name now without the use of a spell checker; aren’t you proud of me?? The flight from Phoenix to Albuquerque is really nice. The minute that the plane appears to get to altitude it seems that it starts to descend into the destination. This flight wasn’t as full as the one before and our row of three seats was only occupied by two people. The other person was a nice older woman who, like the last two took interest in what I was going to be doing down in Roswell. I gave her a business card and told her to visit us. Like the other two, she assured me that she would.

We arrived in Albuquerque and I was one of the first people off of the flight. When I got to the baggage claim carousel my bag was one of the first to come out onto that contraption and I grabbed it and headed for the bus that takes people to the car rental center. I got to the Alamo Rental place and was third in line but by the time I actually got to the counter it felt like I had been in line for half an hour. The clerk was slow and it didn’t seem like he cared how fast he was; but in all fairness to him, he was very thorough. He told me to go out and look for a guy in a green shirt who would direct me to a car. The guy in the green shirt was named Larry and he asked me if I would like a free upgrade to a larger car. Since I had reserved a compact car this was a nice gesture on Larry’s part. He pointed to a row of cars and told me to just get in any one of them I wanted and drive off. I picked a nice silver Pontiac G6. It had all the amenities and as I mentioned in my letter to all the Delusion Resistance members, it was like the car was designed by NASA, figuring in all the features. It also had a V6 engine which really came in handy, especially going over those mountains east of Albuquerque. I’ve been to Roswell so many times now that I actually feel at home down in New Mexico; so I settled in for the three hour drive to my destination. The only stop that I made was at a McDonalds restaurant to get something to eat. I don’t like to eat or drink too much when driving long distances because I don’t like to stop for bathroom breaks, but I hadn’t had anything to eat since around three o’clock the previous afternoon and I needed a caffeine fix to stay awake. So, I stopped in Moriarity and after leaving McDonalds armed with a Quarter Pounder, a large order of fries and a very large Coke Cola I was on my way. It takes roughly an hour after leaving the airport to reach the turnoff for the highway 285 exit which heads one south into Roswell. The problem with that road is that it is desolate, very desolate and the scenery all looks the same. There are only two towns on that highway and they’re two sizes, small and microscopic. Anyway, after driving for another two hours and nearly falling asleep at the wheel two or three times I arrived in Roswell.

It was only two thirty in the afternoon when I arrived in town. I knew that Jim Wilhelmsen was working so I figured that I would just drive around town and shop in some stores before I would try to call him. Besides, I needed to get some supplies, like toothbrush, toothpaste and all the other amenities that it’s easier to buy then it is to lug around. I visited just about every store I could think of; Walmart, Office Max and even some that I had never heard of before. Remember, we’re talking about Roswell, New Mexico; with a population of only around 50,000 people as compared to the Sacramento area that has probably close to two million souls. Therefore, whereas if I tried to visit every worthy store in Sacramento it would take me three days, it only took a couple of hours in Roswell. I knew that Mike and Jackie Slack were moving to Roswell soon, but didn’t know if the had gotten there yet and even if the had, I didn’t have their phone number, so after a while I just sat in a parking lot, listening to local radio stations and leaving a message for Jim about every half hour.

 

A Cool Wall Mural Next To McDonalds

One place I did visit I did sort of hesitatingly. Although I like the conferences that Alien Resistance puts together, I’m not crazy about their ministry. Yes, there is some strife down in Roswell but I try to keep out of the line of fire. So I put my armor on and drove to 2nd Street to visit with the folks at AR. I figured too that it would be a good way to waste at least half an hour. Because I conduct myself in a clandestine manner when down in Roswell, the folks at AR received me warmly, with smiles and hugs. I’m sure that they have some idea of my affiliation with Jim and his ministry, but I don’t think they know how closely affiliated I am with him. Of course they asked if I would be attending their conference that weekend. I told them that I was just in Roswell on a whim, having decided that since I had some extra time off from work I’d just fly down and visit the town. I never mentioned Jim once and they never asked, which was a relief for me. I did get sort of concerned when they started to talk about some strange doctrines that they were starting to explore and endeavor in. Talks about wanting to be abducted so that they could minister to fallen angels and lead them to repentance; and having some doing in the implementation in something called “the anti-church,” really set off bells and whistles in my spirit and soon I found myself excusing myself right out the front door. Just another example of how a ministry can get off kilter if it’s not built on the firm foundation of Yeshua Ha Mashiach.

About six thirty I was getting really tired and Jim hadn’t called me back yet, so I made the decision to get a motel room at the local Motel-6. I walked across the street to a Sonic burger joint and got dinner and just got settled into the room when my cell phone rang. It was Jim who was very apologetic. That’s what is nice about Jim, he’s a real gentleman, apologizing when he really didn’t need to. Anyway, I went down to his store and met him and we drove to a local eatery where we met Mike, Jackie and Jim’s wife Debbie. We ate, fellowshipped and then we called it a night.

 

Thursday, June 29, 2006

The next day was Thursday and it was sort of a lag day. I visited Mike and Jackie and finally got to see what their new home looked like in the light. It is a nice old house in the older part of town. From what I could ascertain, their neighborhood was undergoing a renovation of sorts. A lot of the older houses were being restored and things were looking like they were on the mend. The lot that the house sits on is very large by Sacramento standards and the price that they paid for the whole deal would only be a down payment on a lot that size in California.

Mike gave me a key to Jim’s store which was really neat because I needed to study and mark my notes for the show on Saturday. I spent most of the day (well, probably around four hours) there doing just that. It was a nice and peaceful setting; the only noise being the drone of the swamp cooler that kept the temperature in the place comfortable. I hooked into Jim’s network and was able to access the internet. It was a relief to finally be able to get my e-mail. Funny how in this day and age we can’t live without our e-mail; or should I say that it is sad?

When that four hours came to an end, I locked up the store and then headed to the Slack’s house. We spent some more time just sitting on the porch and talking. We finished unloading their moving truck of the last remaining pieces of furniture and then sat around and talked more. Finally, out of boredom, we moved the remaining boxes that they had on the front porch into the house. Now that I think about it, it probably appeared to Mike that I was a little bit OCD. As it began to get dark the phone rang and I heard Mike talking to Jim, who had just gotten home from work and was on his way over after cleaning up.

 

Mike’s Volkswagen Thing in Front of Jim’s Store

 

Jim arrived not long after that and after a brief time of talking all three of us were off to get something to eat. We all decided on dining at Whataburger which isn’t too far from Jim’s house. We sat there for about an hour and a half, shooting the breeze and eating some fantastic food. I recommend Whataburger to anyone who can find one of their restaurants; you won’t be sorry, I promise. After dinner we headed over to Jim’s house where we watched Twilight Zone episodes till after one in the morning. Mike and I drove back to his house and after a brief time of visiting I hit their very comfortable couch and was out like a light. That couch was so comfortable that I don’t think I moved from the moment I fell asleep till I woke up the next morning.

 

Friday, June 30, 2006

That next morning was Friday and Jim and I had to get things ready for the broadcast that evening. Debbie called me and told me that Jim was already at the store but he hadn’t had breakfast yet, so off I went to McDonalds to get us some grub and then I went to Alternate Realities, his museum down on 1st Street. We ran another phone line to a computer desk that I use when I’m there. I set up my laptop and got a network connection and then started to investigate how I would record the show that evening. I installed some software on Jim’s spare computer that would allow me to do that and did a few other things. Things were getting pretty busy outside. The police had cordoned off a block of Main Street and the vendors were setting up their stands full of alien trinkets while the food carts were getting their highly overpriced items cooked up and ready to sell. Jim’s store is sort of off the beaten path and the way that the city had barricaded Main Street sort of made it so that not too many people would walk down in Jim’s direction. Jim decided to print up some brochures which Mike volunteered to hand out down on Main Street. He probably printed up forty or so and Mike went out to do his thing. One of the many things that I like about Mike Slack is that he’s bold; sort of the guy who is willing to go where no man has gone before. So when he got back and told us that he had actually gone into the International UFO Museum and passed out the brochures there it didn’t really surprise me. The year before they had actually kicked him out of there because he was telling people that Jim’s store has the truth and that the secular museum was spewing lies. So, Mike was surprised when they didn’t recognize him from last year and just went about and did his thing.

 

A Clear Perversion of The Truth – The Defiling of Michelangelo’s
“God’s Creation of Adam,” Painted on The Wall of The International
UFO Museum on the South Side.

Well, I figure that all the jobs that we needed to do to be ready for Friday night’s broadcast would have probably taken only an hour or so without interruptions, but even with his less than adequate location, Jim was getting a lot of visitors to the store. About half an hour before the broadcast we were ready, and that was 5:00 Mountain Time. Where Jim’s store is concerned, people are free to come in and look around and about eighty percent of them ask a question or two. Jim never lets an opportunity to share the Gospel with anyone slip by. There were many times when Jim would have a small audience in front of his desk. He would explain the tenants of the ministry and then go into preaching mode. I can’t think of one person or group of people who came in and didn’t hear the salvation message. When he speaks it isn’t with arrogance or some judgmental flair, but he speaks to everyone like he’s known them for years and cares about them like an old friend. I was surprised at how many of the visitors were Christians and how many of them were suspicious of the alien agenda for a long time. It is like part of Jim’s mission in Roswell is to confirm that what believers have suspected about all the alien hype is correct; it is demonic and they’re up to no good.

It would very unfair to go any farther without introducing someone who was so crucial in all of this. Her name is Trice and she’s a member of The Resistance. She bought the air time and did all of the arranging for the broadcasts to occur. She is the moderator that is heard on the mp3’s. About fifteen minutes before the air time of five o’clock Trice called and told us to get ready. When the hour had come we didn’t get a phone call and we got concerned. We were listening to the radio station on the internet and they were playing an old interview by Mike Heiser and it was in no way sounding like it was close to being over. Trice called to inform us that she was trying to get a hold of the station owner and manager, a man named Jeff. About half past the hour we finally got word that Jeff had run into problems getting to the studio and that our broadcast would air at six o’clock instead of five, as originally planned. This sort of concerned Jim and I because it was a Friday night and being that it was Friday, we surmised that people would perhaps go about and do other things seeing that we weren’t on when they expected us to be on. Our fears were unfounded as you’ll see next.

Jim wanted me to be in on the phone with he and Tom Horn during the broadcast but I suggested that we should save the other handset just in case the battery on the main phone’s handset didn’t last the two hour duration of the broadcast. We later found out that the two handsets would not work at the same time so it was a good thing anyway that I didn’t try to use it. My suspicions about the battery not lasting two hours came to light when Jim’s handset’s battery finally gave up the ghost near the end of the broadcast. Tom Horn is the webmaster and minister at Raider’s News Update on the web. He wrote “The Ahriman Gate” which is a really good fictional book about a probable future event where angels come as alien benefactors and deceive mankind as they usher in the Great Tribulation. The first hour was Jim interviewing Tom Horn and the second hour was Jim’s time to answer questions. Jeff, the owner of the station came back to us after the show aired and told us that there were upwards of twenty thousand people who listened to the show on the internet and that was a record for Stardust. He said that eighty percent of the people who listened to our show stayed online after the show, which was unusual to him too. He was also amazed that there weren’t people who called in with negative comments; most of the talk was civil and ordered on the chat room board. It really blew Jeff’s mind. After the show we were so happy that everything went so well that we piled into Debbie’s van with Mike and Jackie Slack and went out to eat. We then went to a video store and rented a couple of movies and stayed up to an insanely late hour watching them. I stayed the night at Jim and Debbie’s house, resting in the knowledge that our night had been a success, but also being a bit nervous knowing that I would be speaking the next night.

 

Saturday, July 01, 2006:

Saturday arrived and Jim and I went down to the store, after stopping at a local truck stop for their breakfast buffet. Although it was only nine in the morning the UFO Festival was starting to bustle. The vendors were all setting up their stands and some stores must have already been open because some people were walking around with little stuffed aliens and other things. I had an urgency to sit down and study what I would be talking about that night on the radio; so I did just that for about an hour. People were already walking into Jim’s store in what seemed like a nonstop pattern and Jim was ministering to them. A few times I would walk out of the store to get something from the car and when I’d see people walking down the street I’d remark to them that Jim had a lot of interesting information in his store. Sometimes they would head in too. I felt like a barker in front of some city store, but mused that I was barking for righteousness sake. Earlier that morning we had gone to some stores to pick up a few things that we would need. One of those things was another phone because the phone from the day before turned out to be a piece of junk. We settled in and ministered to people the rest of the day while we waited for the radio show to start.

Well, five o’clock finally rolled around and about ten minutes before we got the call from the radio station. We spent that ten minutes getting sound levels correct and talking to Trice and Jeff about things. Things finally started at the top of the hour and it felt very strange to have someone introducing me to what I would later find out was tens of thousands of people. I silently prayed, telling Yahweh, “here goes nothing, please be with me.” At this point I have to interject that I think that Moses and I are kindred spirits. I’ve never been able to speak in front of large crowds and I’d rather do anything but that. I can sit in a firefight with tracers wizzing over my head and mortars falling around me and even the enemy screaming in Arabic quickly advancing upon my position and I can maintain my composure, but put me in front of a group of civilians who can do me no physical harm and I clam up like, well, a clam. Moses was the same way. He was brought up in Pharaoh’s house, was a skilled military man could take care of state affairs, but when it came to going to the Children of Israel, he tried to bargain his way out of the job. But the Lord was faithful and gave Moses a mouthpiece, that being Aaron. Well, he did the same for me on that Saturday night. Jim was there in the same room and his calm and cool demeanor helped me to get out the words that I felt led to say. Jim was my Aaron. Another similarity there in that Aaron was older than Moses and Jim is older than me. The parallels are uncanny to say the least. Sorry for calling you an old man Jim, but we deal in science, and science deals in hard facts (smile).

 

 

David Ruffino and Jim Wilhelmsen after the Saturday Night Broadcast

 

Jim asked the questions just like I had written them and even smoothed them out a little bit. I was so glad that I had decided to encapsulate my message because had I talked about everything that I wanted to talk about I could have been on for twice as along as I was. After about forty five or fifty minutes I ran out of encapsulated material and gave the format over to Jim. He talked the next hour. It worked out pretty good actually. My format was sort of a foundation for what he wanted to talk about. My talk about the God of Time and Space worked perfectly into his talk about the clouds of heaven and the enemy’s manipulation of time as well as probable future events. All in all I was satisfied about what happened. One interesting thing did happen that I know I have to relate. Telling you about this will also help you to understand why there was a period of dead air starting at around the 1 hour and 35 minute portion of Saturday night’s broadcast. The dead air happened just after Jim mentioned something called “Project Paperclip.” This name was given to a US Government scheme to bring several top Nazi scientists and other Nazi officials here to the States to gain knowledge and know how from these people. We all know about the scientists, the most famous one being Werner Von Braun who was the father of our rocket program. Many profess that without his knowledge we would never have gotten to the moon back in 1969. What is not widely known is that other Nazi’s were brought to America in the late forties. Some of those people (I’m being kind in calling them people) were the ones who created the CIA from what was called the OSS before before the CIA existed. The OSS is an acronym for Office for Strategic Services. So, when we were finally able to reestablish contact with Stardust Radio, Jeff told us something like this: “you probably don’t want to mention Project Paperclip on the air. We get cut off like this every time it is mentioned. I swear that someone has a red button somewhere and they push it whenever it gets mentioned.” I’ve heard lots of conspiracy theories in my day and I’ve raised an eyebrow at most of them, but what happened that Saturday night made a believer out of me.

 

Dave, Mike Slack and Jim after the broadcast.
The Three Gray Bearded Men of Yahweh!

One thing that happened before our air time had to do with my departure the next day. I think it was one of the Slacks who asked me when I was leaving the next day. I told them that I had to leave around 7:30 the next morning because the drive was three hours and I wanted to spend some time at Clines Corners looking for souvenirs for people back home. I had to have the rental car back at the airport by 11:30 Sunday morning. Then someone asked me how much an extra day would cost and I figured it was around fifty dollars. Then almost in unison, Jim, Debbie, Mike and Jackie all told me to leave later on Sunday and that they would pay for the extra day that I would be charged. I agreed to the terms and relaxed the rest of the night. We watched movies at Jim and Debbie’s house that night and retired at a late hour yet again.

 

Sunday, July 02, 2006:

I woke up Sunday morning and got showered and ready for the long day ahead of me. After a cup of coffee Jim and I got in my car and we went to the store, that is after we stopped for breakfast at guess where; McDonalds. Hey, maybe I can get McDonalds to endorse this ministry and flip the bill for some of the expenses? Anyway, it wasn’t long before Debbie came down and so did Mike and Jackie. We spent the time talking and ministering to people who came into the store. Early in the day I had picked out one of Jim’s rock sculptures and after I went to Home Depot to get some verathane he finished it for me. I packed up my laptop and put the sculpture in my bag and just before two o’clock I said my goodbye’s and left. I can’t express how hard it was to leave. To me, I was leaving family, some very dear friends and it hurt inside. A couple of days later, Jim and I would talk and he would echo the same sentiments, telling me that the Wilhelmsen’s and Slacks had felt the same way. Well, at least I can say that I have family in Roswell.

 

The Roswell Family: Mike and Jackie Slack in Front,
Jim and Debbie Wilhelmsen and David Ruffino, Back Row.

 

The drive back to Albuquerque was boring at first, but later became a bit harrowing. About an hour before I got to Clines Corners I noticed that there was quite a thunderstorm up ahead. The road played tricks on me, sometimes heading me right at the storm and sometimes away from it. It was a nasty looking storm from way back there and I prayed that the road would divert me away. When I saw that the final destination of highway 285 was going to put me smack dab in the middle of the storm I began to pray, and quite fervently too. It was so strange because one minute I was in bright sunshine and then I saw myself heading into a wall of rain. The rain was coming down in torrents and the road turned into what looked like a pond. I was concerned. I’m from New Jersey and I’ve seen this sort of road condition before. I’ve seen people hydroplane out of control in their cars and the end result was never pretty. So, I dropped the speed down quite a bit and made sure that I didn’t cock the steering wheel one iota. It took about twenty minutes to get through that mess; the car aloud with my singing hymns about Yeshua, His blood, His mercy and His everlasting love. I figured that if that was the time that He had decided to take me home, I wanted to translate from this life to the next praising His name. He was gracious though and he got me through the storm. I stopped at Clines Corners and did a little shopping and then got back on the road. I had to drive through another thunderstorm when I drove by Moriarty but it wasn’t quite as severe. I got back to the airport right around five thirty. I have to admit that I tried to get a break on the extra day fee from the car rental place by telling them about the harrowing experiences with the storms, but they didn’t buy it.

Waiting at the gate for the plane to arrive wasn’t too bad. I called my sister and told her that I wasn’t happy about having to connect to my next flight in Los Angeles. I really don’t like southern California as almost anyone I know really well will tell you. I told her that I would rather change planes in Baghdad. Well, as fate would have it; and like I said about my mind tongue connection, I guess I angered the woman who was standing in front of me. She was probably from Los Angeles I surmised. We didn’t exchange words or anything, but her eyes were daggers that I’m sure she wished she could use to rend my torso asunder. The two flights home were really uneventful except for the thunderstorm that tossed the plane about while we were departing the Albuquerque area. Just a lot of turbulence which I really don’t mind, but it bothered others in the plane. The flight from L.A. to Sacramento was boring and I even caught a few winks as we sailed home. When we got to Sac I got down to the baggage area and my bag was one of the first on the carousel. I beat it out to the curb and caught the bus back to economy parking. I pulled out of the lot after paying the 35 dollars for the parking fee and was home in no time. I was really appreciative to Glori who came over on her way to church and turned on my air conditioner; making it nice and cool by the time I walked through the door, close to eleven that evening.

All in all, there is no doubt that the trip was wonderful and very successful. Around twenty thousand souls heard our radio shows each night and as a result of the popularity, Jeff from Stardust Radio, with Trice’s financial help is going to allow Jim to have an hour program each week on Stardust. Jim is already getting ideas for a conference next year around the Fourth of July. I want to thank everyone for their prayers and support. Thanks to Trice and Blade for their financial support and thanks for everyone who made sacrifices to make the trip a success. And thanks to Yahweh, the Author and Finisher of our Faith, because without Him, nothing would be possible. Perhaps next year some of you can go with me or meet me down in Roswell. We’ll have a great time and minister to a lot of people. Start planning now because July 4th 2007 will be here before we know it.

Dave

MINISTRY IN ROSWELL 2007

By David Ben Yakov

Featuring a cast of many.

 

Preface:

I’ve been in the habit of going to Roswell for a few years now, mostly for ministry. Back in April of 2006 I started to attend a new fellowship here in Sacramento. They not only accepted me, but they accepted the ministry that Yahweh has charged me to do. After the 2005 radio show trip and the success of it I mentioned these things to the pastors and elders of my new fellowship. I also mentioned that I would be going down to Roswell in 2007.

At or around the beginning of 2007 I was approached by Curt, one of the elders of the fellowship and he asked if we needed a worship team down in Roswell in July of 2007. I replied that we indeed did need someone to lead worship. At that time he committed himself to come to New Mexico with me. Before long, several people from the fellowship said that they felt Yahweh leading them on a mission trip down to Roswell. The story below is the account of our trip to Roswell. The account is as seen through my eyes and shouldn’t be construed as being the total story. I hope that you are blessed by what you are about to read.

David Ben Yakov

 

Day One – Tuesday July 03, 2007

The plans for the trip to Roswell this year were many. In years past I had gone there by myself at which time I would join up with Jim Wilhelmsen, Joe Jordan, either together or separate. This year there was a team from my church heading down there too. Joining me was Glori Embrey and her three girls; Rachel, Heather and Melissa, as well as Ed Roper, Curt Davis and Laura Langdon. At the beginning the plan had been to all drive down there together, but in May of this year we decided that some of us would fly and the rest would drive down there. The plans were that I would fly down and Ed would join me in the flight. Later on, we added on Glori’s older daughter Rachel. So I bought the plane tickets and Curt got to work on his RV, getting it ready for the long trip, all 1308 miles. The banners were made for our booth and were sent down a week before the time we would need them. They arrived a day before we did.

It seemed like time flew and then our departure date of July 03 arrived. Curt arrived at Glori’s house and they were on the road in the early morning hours, while it was still dark. The plan was for them to drive in the coolest part of the day to avoid heat stress on the vehicle and those inside of it. I arrived at Glori’s house quite a while later, right at six o’clock. Rachel was ready to go, really anticipating a great time of flying. This was her first time flying. We loaded up her bags and got on our way. We stopped by our church to pick up Ed who arrived a little early. Seemed that everyone wanted to get down to the desert southwest.

We went through the usual rigmarole at the airport; checking in at the airline counter and then at the TSA checkpoint. Rachel had all of her paperwork ready, even bringing her Social Security card and her birth certificate to prevent any hassles. She didn’t have her picture license and we only had her permit ID so we wanted to make sure that there would be no delays. All three of us made it through the TSA checkpoint without any problems; Rachel being sort of perplexed that we had to remove so many items to proceed through security. She was smart though, having worn shoes that came off and went on easily. We finally got to board the plane, a small 50 seater, two jet engine craft that resembled a miniaturized Boeing 727. The airline was called Express Jet and they advertise that they have great flights and many amenities. They did not disappoint us at all. As the plane rolled faster and faster down the runway Ed just relaxed but Rachel got a nervous giggle and when the plane finally lifted off of the ground she let out what I can only refer to as a cheer mixed with laughter. The others on the plane were amused to say the least.

We landed in Albuquerque right at the scheduled time and it took no time at all to get our bags from the baggage carousel. We got the bus to the car rental area and as usually happens at the Albuquerque airport, they offered me an upgrade, this time from a Buick to a Cadillac. I told the attendant Forrest (a young man, probably in his late teens) that an upgrade to a SUV would have been better but decided to accept what he offered. Rachel was amused at Forrest’s name and when she noticed that he was wearing a green shirt she commented that it was too bad that he didn’t have brown pants on; had that been the case he would look like a tree. Well, we were all amused, even Forrest. He left to get the Cadillac but came back a few minutes later, telling us that there were no more Cadillac’s left. Well, he noticed my disappointment and in what I can only assume was an attempt to impress Rachel he told me to go and pick out any of the SUV’s that were there. Rachel picked the dark red one and both Ed and I agreed that it was the best looking one there. We were off to Roswell.

We arrived outside of Roswell close to three hours later, running a little late because we stopped for lunch and to pick up some real fireworks, which are legal in New Mexico….hooray!! Joe Jordan met us at the turnoff for the crash site and we blew our Shofar’s like we had planned. We ran into a  young woman who had run out of gas at the same turnoff and I let her use my cell phone to call her boyfriend so that he could come and get her. Assured that he would be there momentarily we departed to an area on the west side of town where we  blew our Shofar’s again. We repeated this two times more, at the south and east sides of town. We wanted to warn the powers of darkness that we were there and that we were going to battle for the next few days.

Dave Ruffino and Joe Jordan sound their Shofars
 

Afterward, we parted company with Joe and Tony (an associate of Joe’s) and we went to a place that Ed and I had talked about for weeks prior, a hamburger joint called “Whataburger.” Poor Rachel had slept for most of the driving part of the trip suffering from sleep depravation brought about by anticipation of the travel day. We roused her to go into Whataburger and the poor thing just sat there sort of comatose, wanting only some fries while we ate ate the burgers that we had craved for so long and drank the 32 ounce milkshakes that Whataburger is so famous for. After dinner we went to Mike and Jackie Slack’s home where we spent the night. We talked for quite a while while Rachel slept on the couch. Later that evening Jim Wilhelmsen rolled into town and came to the Slack’s home too. We talked a bit more after which Rachel went to her room, Ed to his room; Jim taking the couch and me the floor.

Day Two – Wednesday July 04, 2007

We awoke early on Wednesday and we did so on purpose. In the planning stages of the trip Joe had come up with the idea of going out to the crash site that we had visited two years prior. A couple of weeks before the trip Joe told me that we would be leaving to head out to the crash site around half past seven but when I had talked to him the day we arrived he had changed our time of departure to five o’clock in the morning. When I woke up around four on Wednesday I noticed that Jim was already up. He had gone out to the front porch to pray. He came in and said that he was sort of iffy about going out to the site. Joe called not long afterward and after we talked Jim had decided to head out with us anyway. Joe said that he and Tony had figured out how to get out to the site using better roads and approaching it from the north side instead of the bad roads from the south side. So we met Joe and Tony at their motel and in a move that still befuddles me, Joe gave me the laptop with the map and told me to lead the way in my vehicle. The result is that we got lost and we spent nearly half an hour trying to figure out the right way to go.

Dave, Jim and Mike scope out the situation

 

We finally figured things out and we went down a country highway that led to a dirt road that was supposed to take us to the site. We traveled miles down the road until we finally got to a sign that told us that trespassing was not allowed and the sign ended with the phrase, “no exceptions,” which pretty well negated any excuse that anyone could make to continue down the road. So we sat around for a while and finally realized that it was getting pretty hot outside and that doubling around and going about it from the south would take too much time and that the heat would keep us from being productive. So, we  headed back into town and went out to breakfast.

Finally, I’m in my element – Dave

 

Most of the rest of the day was spent shopping for things that we would need for the next few days. I picked up some portable clothes racks, which when placed next to each other would provide the six feet in length that I needed for our banners. Also picked up the cable ties to attached the banners to the racks and to each other. As the day wore on we started to wonder about the welfare of those who were driving. I gave Rachel my phone and asked her to call Glori to find out when they planned to arrive. It was then that we learned that the RV had broken down about twenty miles west of Albuquerque. She said that she would call back when they decided what they would do. They prayed about the situation (one of many travel prayers) and they thought it best that Ed, Rachel and myself should drive up to Albuquerque. Ed is a mechanic and if anyone could help Curt to get the RV running it was Ed. Glori thought it best that we were all together anyway. That is that way that our fellowship of believers is, we go through thick and thin together. I was pretty exhausted from all of the driving the day before, and the fact that I got no sleep on the floor the night before, so I asked Ed to drive back to Albuquerque and he gladly accepted.

About three hours later we were pulling up to where the RV sit, in a park not far from the freeway. We were all happy to see each other and we all knew that within a short while things would be fixed and we’d be on our way. After a couple of runs it appeared that Yeshua had showed Ed and Curt what was wrong and they fixed the the RV so that it was running well enough. We all went to a buffet and got refreshed before we got back on the road. Curt had to fill the tank a couple of times on our way to Roswell but all in all the trip went well. I was blessed to have all of the girls in my SUV and we had a great time driving down the road. We listened to the radio and even sang together a couple of times. Our best effort was singing to Queen’s “Bohemian Rhapsody,” and we all laughed when it was finished. When we rolled into Roswell it was pretty close to midnight. I led those in the RV through town and to the Ramada Inn on 2nd Street. Then I went to the Mike and Jackie’s home and picked up all of my stuff along with Ed’s and Rachel’s and I went back to the motel. We all retired quickly because the next day was the beginning of the festival, and the start of our work at the booth at the convention center.

Day Three – Thursday July 5th, 2007

I awoke at 6 o’clock and got cleaned up so as to look presentable at the booth that I would be working this morning. Knowing the grueling trip the others had, I decided to just head to the convention center so that I could start to get things set up. They deserved a good night’s rest. After stopping at a gas station for my donuts and coffee I drove down to the center. After two trips from the car to the booth I had everything that I would need to represent the Delusion Resistance and the AACCOA, minus the printed material that still hadn’t shown up at the Slack’s house. I put the banner racks together and then Joe helped me to attach the banners, one for each ministry. As soon as I finished hanging the banners a gentleman walked up to me at the booth and after I described that our ministries were dedicated to helping people understand that the name of Yeshua (Jesus) stops alien abduction, this gentleman proceeded to tell me that he had used the name of Jesus many times to stop his experiences. I told him that he could stop the experiences all together if he became a child of God and had a relationship with HIM through Jesus. I then offered to help him in that process, but he came up with some excuse and wandered off. Joe did tell him that he should come to his workshop on Saturday and the man affirmed that he would be there. I liked this first contact because I saw it as Yahweh’s way of showing me that our time there would bear a lot of fruit.

 

Dave at the booth early Thursday

Yahweh gave me a boldness starting then that lasted throughout the week. One thing that has always irked me about these functions is that the vendors and the speakers just sit there and wait for people to come to them. I sort of liken it to royalty sitting there to be adored by their subjects. Well, I learned a long time ago when I volunteered with Jews for Jesus that people will avoid speakers unless they are treated with respect. So, just about every person who passed by was greeted by me and I would say that a good 95 percent of them would come over and talk with me. A lot of people seemed intrigued by the fact that we weren’t there to promote the alien agenda, but to fight against it. About half of the people that I talked to on Thursday turned out to be Christians who stopped by to see what all of the hubbub or Roswell was about. A couple of ladies who were Native Americans stopped by and looked on with curiosity. When I told them about our ministry they said “Praise God, I knew that there was a Biblical connection to all of this.” We talked for quite a while and they said that they would tell Christians in Albuquerque about us.

Later in the morning a couple of people came up to me and I noticed that the woman had a recorder on her side and a microphone in her hand. The man asked if he could interview me. I couldn’t resist and insisted that they ask me anything. The Ruach Ha Kodesh came upon me in a big way and He gave me answers to every question that the couple asked me. I’m not saying that they were just normal, run of the mill answers, but I could actually feel the power of the answers as I spoke them. One of the questions that they asked me was, “what do you hope to walk away with from this conference?” I told them that I didn’t want to walk away with anything. I told them that almost every other booth was there to sell things and to be lucrative. I told them that we were there to help people. I told them that we had spent quite a bit to get there and that if I could walk away with the satisfaction that I helped people to get free from demons and fallen angels then I would be very content. The couple walked away with a look that spoke that they satisfied that the interview went well, but also with a look that said that they were disappointed that they couldn’t trip me up with their questions.

About half past nine my cell phone rang and when I answered Glori was on the other line. They were on their way and they needed directions. When they entered they looked nice and rested, but also looked a little unfamiliar with what was going to happen. We agreed that they would observe for a while, just to see what happens and to gauge participation on that. I could feel them praying for me while I was greeting people and giving them our message. Around lunch time the girls mentioned that they wanted to go downtown to check out the stores, so when Glori gave them permission I gave the SUV keys to Ed and he took them into downtown Roswell. The girls are amazing Christians. By the time the day was over they had visited a lot of the shops and had made friends with the vendors. One of the store owners, an elderly woman took a liking to the girls and they spent most of the day visiting with her, learning about Roswell from her and they in turn ministered to her. For the next couple of days they would constantly tell me that I needed to go with them to meet the woman that they referred to as, “their friend.”

Dave and Glori talk to someone who stopped by our booth,
while Jim talks to a someone else who’s interested in our message.

One of the people that Joe wanted me to meet was a woman named Nicole. She had contacted Joe just a few days prior to the start of the festival and said that she was going to be there and wanted to meet him and some other people involved in the Alien Resistance effort. She was working at the front concession, selling tickets to the speaker’s events and also books and DVD’s. She’d had quite a few experiences with the dark side, but she became free after coming to faith in Yeshua. She turned out to be quite a dynamic young woman; having insight to show the physics of the whole alien abduction phenomena and how it relates to the Biblical point of view. I personally did not hear her talk about these things, but Glori and others did and said that it was profound. We’re all looking forward to getting to know her better and fostering a kinship with her.

 

Nicole, our new sister and friend

Jim Wilhelmsen came to the booth about mid morning and he was sort of iffy as to whether he was going to stay or not. Pretty soon someone came up and talked to us and Jim started to explain things to them. Jim is an incredible preacher. Yahweh has given him the ability to recall things off the cuff and when he starts talking people just don’t want to leave until he’s finished. After his first encounter at the booth he decided to stay and boy was I glad that he did. All of us were blessed; me, the people who Jim talked to, and of course Jim, who I think again realized the blessed gift of ministry that Yahweh has given to him.

Jim Wilhelmsen, during one of our very few breaks

Later in the afternoon Ed ran the girls back to the motel room and then came back. The vendor’s section closed at five o’clock so just prior to that time we packed things up, leaving the printed stuff and taking computers and other valuable things with us. The girls had eaten downtown so we made it an adult time of fellowship, breaking bread (and steak and chicken etc) at a local eatery which was across from Walmart. When we returned to the motel we all went to our rooms but soon we were in one room singing the praise and worship songs that they would be singing at the start of Jim’s talk that next Saturday. It was the perfect way to end a perfect day.

Day Four – Friday July 6th, 2007

Well, I have to say that I was stoked and because of that I didn’t get a lot of sleep the whole time I was there. I came out of my motel room and noticed that the others were ready to go. We had our free motel breakfast and we headed off to meet Joe, Tony and Nicole at the hotel where Nicole was staying. Nicole had recently made a commitment to Yeshua and she wanted to be baptized. There was a nice pool at her motel so it was decided that she would be baptized there. All of us entered the pool area and Joe went into the pool, donning his tallit. Nicole joined him and I read a couple of scriptures out of the Brit HaDasha after which Joe plunged Nicole down under the water and brought her up as a baptized believer.

Nicole’s baptism, her public declaration of her faith in Yeshua!!

After Nicole was baptized we all got on our way to the convention center. When we got there it was already busy, probably twice as busy as the previous day. Pretty soon the aisles were filled with people. Since we were right by the entrance doors to the vendor’s section people would come to us first. Those who didn’t stop on their own I called over to the booth. I sort of felt like a barker in front of a movie theater, or something of the like.

Listening a lot and talking – the key to Godly counseling

We were at the convention center right at eight thirty this morning. We pulled out the chairs, placed all of the materials on the table and decided to get the day started with prayer. I think we prayed for about fifteen minutes or so. Toward the end of the prayer time I noticed that Joe was standing behind me, out in the aisle and that he had greeted someone. I heard the name James Carrion and realized that the International Director of MUFON was standing behind us watching us pray. I can’t even imagine what went through his mind; seeing a circle of Christians praying, some in tongues, and asking Yahweh for success in ministry. I think it will be something that will stick with him and will cause him to think more about Yahweh Yeshua.

Laura – a chaplain with the Sacramento Chapter of the Christian Motorcyclist
Association has dialogue with a biker who came to our booth.

At one point I just happened to glance at the entrance doors and I saw something that sort of took me aside. Walking through the doors was someone dressed like the Pope, and with him was another man dressed like an Italian priest (black clothing and a black hat with wide brim) and with them was a woman dressed sort of like a nun, but in a more seductive attire. Jim told me that he had read about this group and that they called themselves the Church of the sub-Genius. Well, they made the mistake of walking by our booth and Jim just couldn’t resist talking to them. He addressed the Pope figure as Pope Ichabod and asked if the other man was Father Guido Sarducci and if the nun was Sister Mary Eliphant. For those outside of America, or for the younger generation, the latter two come from comedic television shows or recordings. Then he asked them that since “sub” means “under,” then the name of their church really means “the church of those who are under intelligent,” or in essence, dumb.

Another person that kept walking by (throughout the event) was a man who was obviously possessed. He sort of looked like Ozzy Osbourn without the makeup. He would walk by our table and refuse to look at us. At one time he did try to sneak a peek at us and when I looked at him he looked down and quickly walked away. I prayed that if be Yahweh’s will, I would be able to talk to this guy. So, every time he would walk by I would just look at him, hoping that we could make eye contact so that I could smile and invite him over. Wasn’t supposed to happen this day I guess. I wasn’t the only one to sense that this man was a walking habitation for the enemy. At one point Glori looked a little overwhelmed. This concerned me so I went over and prayed for her. Not long after I asked her if she had seen Ozzy and described him to her. She said that she then understood why she felt something coming against her; it was probably the entities inside and all around that guy.

At another time we were standing by the booth and a strange looking character walked by. Rachel took one of our anti-alien stickers and tried to give it to him and he looked agitated and refused. He said that he didn’t want it because he worked for “their” cause. He was really perturbed that we were there and became another person who refused from that point to make eye contact with any of the people in our booth. Over the next few days I would observe him as he looked at alien literature and gave an approving smile, almost a look of contented pride.

 

Rachel, Heather and Melissa plastered Roswell with these stickers
 

All sorts of people come to the UFO convention/festival. There is always a large population of New Age adherents that come to test the waters. At least half, if not more of the vendors have some sort of New Age angle to promote. The booth to my left was populated by a man who claimed that he had a test to see if friends and family were really human, or if they were of extraterrestrial stock. Another vendor was taking pictures of people’s auras and still another was selling a book that he claimed was a rewritten Bible; the words having been changed and some words added by a spirit that channeled the information to him.

Some people are more subtle though. Some will come up to the booth and claim to want help, but they’re only there to further their agenda, or the agenda of those who manipulate them. A case in point was a woman who came up to the booth and looked interested in our ministries. She started to talk and ask questions, but in a short period she started to challenge what I had to say. It was quite nice though that Yahweh was giving me the answers to her assertions. At one point though she started to talk about witchcraft, telling me that both white and black witchcraft were good and that there was no evil in the world. Thank Yeshua that Glori was sitting inside the booth area. Yahweh told me to ask her to come up and to address what this woman had to say. Glori used to be involved in the occult and she knows all about their lingo and what they believe; this is a place where I am sort of rusty. What I noticed right away is that the woman’s guard went up when Glori stepped up, even before Glori said anything. I could actually feel her shields come on. It was the spirits around her recognizing that Glori was a threat to them. Anyway, Glori treated this woman with dignity and respect and listened to her assertions and then started to ask questions about the things that she just said. The woman became defensive and started accusing Glori of throwing accusations toward her where in reality, all Glori did was to ask her to define her foundation and what it was built upon. This happens a lot in spiritual warfare; a person will come up like they’re genuine, they’ll become hostile and then they’ll play the victim when they’re confronted about their hostility. Glori held firm though, telling the woman that she was heavily involved in a lie that seemed like a truth when she was in it, and that she just wanted to help this woman to realize that the truth (Jesus) is a lot bigger than the boxed lie that she was living in. The woman got mad, said that she didn’t want out help and briskly walked away. A few minutes later she walked by, slammed my literature back down on the table and stormed out of the building. We prayed for her and were comforted in the reality that Glori and I had planted seeds in this woman’s heart that Yahweh would later water and grow those seeds.

Curt and Laura were busy and about, trying to learn about all of the things that were in the vendor’s area. Laura was out visiting the booths and testing the spirits and found that the deception factor was amazingly high. She collected literature from a lot of the people so that she could see what they were all about. This whole adventure had whet her appetite and she was soaking things up like a dry sponge in a pail of water. One of Curt’s objectives was to meet an author named Tom Horn. Curt really likes his writing and some of his ideas and wanted to meet the man behind the pen. So it was no surprise when Curt walked back to the booth with a tall stocky fellow and introduced him as Tom Horn. Tom said that he had heard a lot about me from Jim and others and that he was glad to finally meet me. I was taken aside; a man of Tom Horn’s caliber wanted to meet me….thanks Yahweh!

In the early afternoon there was a short lull in the action. It was then that I noticed that a woman was walking around, sort of checking things out. I greeted her and she came over to the booth. She had a pen and pad in her hand and said that she wanted to ask me a few questions. I asked her where she was from and she told me that she was from the Roswell Record; Roswell’s daily newspaper. As she asked her questions I felt the Ruach Ha Kodesh come upon me again and her questions were answered boldly and quite thoroughly.

What continued to amaze me was the amount of Christians that I ran into there. I would say that the ratio was probably sixty percent Christian and forty percent nonbeliever. Every Christian that I ran into agreed that our ministry was valid and many thanked us and thanked Yahweh for the work that we do. So many of them realized the connection between the end times and the UFO deception. It was like Yahweh was turning on the power and lots of little light bulbs were going on inside of people. It was starting to seem like Yahweh had sent us down there to minister to Christians in addition to the heathen.

 

Curt talks to a couple of visitors while Dave prays against the concession across the aisle.

A little side blessing happened twice while we were down there. Twice on Friday I was approached by Jewish people who wanted to know more about the ministry. One divine appointment happened when a man came and said that he was passing through town with his family. They just wanted to stop and see what all the hubbub was all about. We talked about the fallen angels of Genesis six and then I got to tell that the Name of Yeshua was the only name that could stop the abduction experience. His look was so neat; a look of being perplexed, sort of like a computer that is trying to process vast amounts of endless information. The second person who came up to the booth was a Jewish man who is an actor and a journalist. He wanted to know our story and he too looked perplexed; sort of like he had come to some sort of stark realization and he was trying to process whether it was okay to believe it or not. You know, Paul said in one of his epistles that a blindness had come upon Israel where Yeshua was concerned. I think that the look of those men was like when a blind person received sight. They’ve never seen before and the reality of sight boggles the mind until it can be sorted out. We pray for our two Jewish brothers, that they choose sight and not return to blindness.

 

Dave trying to imitate another person. I guess that I just can pull of
the smug and arrogant “self made man” look.

 

Joe and I had planned for quite some time to attend a two hour event this day. The director for MUFON was going to be speaking and we wanted to be good MUFON members and support him by filling seats at the talk. So, at three o’clock we got our things together, picked up Nicole and Tony and I drove us down to the UFO Museum to hear the talk. We sat down and not long after we got there the first speaker started to talk. He is the state director for Nevada and I have to say that he is passionate about MUFON and what it stands for. The only problem was that he talked to the audience like we were adolescents in some sort of school assembly and that caused me to resist his message. I had thoughts of the Jackie Chan movie where he asks his partner, “can you understand the words that are coming out of my mouth?” After he finished, James Carrion stood up and talked. James is much more personable and he treated us like the adults that we all are. One thing that Joe wanted to ask James was why they changed the MUFON mission statement. The new statement states that MUFON’s mission is the scientific study of UFO’s for the benefit of mankind. The statement seems to suggest that they’ve already made up their minds that UFO’s are emissaries from other worlds and they just want to study the technology for mankind. In essence, it takes the mission from trying to figure out what they are and moves it to the realm of, “we know what they are, now what makes them tick, and how can we use that for our benefit.” This is sort of a problem for those of us who know the truth. Do we remain members in an organization that has bought the lie or do we leave? We’ll remain in prayer to hear an answer on that one.

Another thing that we had planned for quite a while was having a barbecue over at the Slack’s  home. So, when we returned to the convention center from the UFO Museum we all piled into cars and went to WalMart to buy food for our feast. We had planned on having a Shabbat (Sabbath) service this night, so when we got there we prepared the feast and then we assembled everyone to the front room. Joe and I welcomed in Shabbat with three blows of the Shofar. Laura had practiced a lot in the afternoon so that she could read the candle lighting prayer as she lit the Shabbat candles. She did a wonderful job, not missing one word and pronouncing the words like she just got off the plane from Israel. I then prayed the Shema and prayed a blessing over the meal. We then spent the night in fellowship, eating and lighting off firecrackers and rockets; after all, it was the Fourth of July.

As the night wore on Joe and I realized that we needed to get back to the motel so that we could get things ready for the next day. We needed to put together a PowerPoint presentation for his talk the the following afternoon. We got back to my room and got started on our project. After a short time we had the presentation finished and we were then able to relax and talk about what we would do the next day. He retired back to his room and I hit the sack, falling asleep the moment my head hit the pillow.

Day Five – Saturday July 7th, 2007

Saturday was our busiest day by far. We woke pretty early and got ready to head out for the first event of the day which was Jim Wilhelmsen’s presentation. We sat at the hotel lobby enjoying our breakfast and a brief time together, unhindered by the UFO festival and all of the other things that we had been working on. We then piled into the two vehicles and drove off for the Best Western Sally Port Hotel, which is where Jim’s talk was going to be. When we finally got all of the equipment inside it suddenly hit me that we needed transparencies of the worship lyrics so that the people in the room could join us in praise and worship. So Ed and I went to a local office supply store where I got the sheets made and Ed got some batteries for microphones and such. In Sacramento we have a fairly large Muslim community, as well as others from South and Southwest Asia. In Roswell I had not run into anyone from that area of the world until I went into the office supply store. Stuck way in the back, in the copy center was a man whose nametag read Rashid, and he looked at me (wearing my Kippah) as though I was the first Jew that he had seen in Roswell. There was a tension there but we managed to exchange pleasantries with respect and dignity. Now, if the people in the Middle East could only act accordingly??

We got back to the Sally Port and finished setting up the room for the talk. At first the turnout looked sort of sparse, but after a while the room filled up and those of us who were in ministry either sat or stood in the back to make room for the visitors. I was amused when one elderly lady stopped me and told me that it was a beautiful day for the Sabbath. I thought to myself, “man, I hope they don’t all get up and walk out, thinking that this is a Jewish talk,” buy my fears were allayed, praise Yeshua!!

The service started out by the sounding of the Shofar; two of them in fact; blown by Joe Jordan and David Ruffino. Jim then proceeded with the service by introducing himself and he led us in a brief prayer. Then he introduced the worship team from Last Day’s Harvest Ministries who drove down from Sacramento. Curt, Laura and Glori entered into worship and soon others in the meeting did the same. I really don’t think that some of the people knew what real worship actually is, but they sang anyway and soon were caught up in worship. The group had planned to sing six or seven songs but because of time restraints they had to abbreviate worship a little. Most of the songs were sung in corporate form but Laura sang one song solo and it really moved some of the people in the congregation, even this writer. Without a doubt, the worship time was a marked success and really set the stage by bringing peace and breaking some fetters that people came into the room with.

 

Laura, Glori and Curt lead worship at the Saturday Morning Event

 

Jim then introduced me (David) and said that I had a few words that he’d like me to share. I had been praying for a few weeks about what scripture to present and over that period Yahweh had clearly said that He wanted me to read from Ezekiel, chapter 33. In essence, it is a warning from Yahweh that we as believers are sentinels on the wall of the city. We are to warn people of impending attack, or if a person walks in darkness we’re supposed to give them warning. Yahweh says in that scripture that if we warn people and they listen then all will be well. If they don’t listen and they die then their sinful condition and their subsequent eternal condition is on their hands. However, if we fail to warn people about the impending attack and they die in their sin without having time to repent, then their blood is on our hands. I have to say that the message held the attention of everyone and it was a perfect opportunity for Jim to segue into his message.

 

David preaching at Jim’s “Remnant Call”

 

Jim’s talk was about Roswell’s significance in end-time events and how Zechariah, chapter 5 shows how Roswell would be the catalyst for the UFO cults and the perpetuation of the alien agenda that is so profound in society today. The talk went very well and the people left with a lot of knowledge that they needed to process and they were also given a packet that Jim and Debbie put together to help the people to further understand. The talk was recorded on video by two people; Tony who came from the Space Coast in Florida and a local fellow who knows Jim well.

 

Jim giving the message at the Remnant Call meeting

Toward the end of Jim’s talk Joe Jordan came to the front and he exhorted the people in the audience to consider the reality of the UFO phenomena and how the alien abduction part of the whole agenda was a very important part of the facade. He told people that the only name that every stopped abduction is the name of Yeshua (Jesus) and because of that it meant that the whole deception with regard to UFO’s is spiritual in nature. He had Glori and I come to the front of the room as living testimonies that Yeshua’s name, but more importantly, a relation with Yahweh through His son Yeshua stops abduction as a life’s pattern. He told the people that this is why their getting involved in fighting the UFO deception is so important.

 

Tony – an integral part of our team. He videotaped all of our events,
and he’s a real kick in the pants to hang around with!!

It was now around noon and we had to leave quite quickly. Jim’s talk had ended and Joe’s would start in one hour. We got to the convention center and waited for the workshop room to clear. Another workshop was ending and we would have to set up quite quickly. Once we were allowed access to the room it was a snap to set up the computer with the projector. I did need a little help in finding the right keys to push on the keyboard to allow the image on my screen to become the image on the projector screen; but the man who was videotaping the whole event was quite knowledgeable and he gave me a crash course.

Joe and I decided the night before that the few slides that we had made would be easy to change and I could follow along and sort of “wing it” so as to choose the slides as they were needed. Joe started his talk and it went quite smoothly. His subjects merged from one to another in what seemed like a flawless pattern; and the slides worked well too. The room was full and I think we even exceeded the allowable amount of people because not only were all the seats taken, but there were people standing in the back and around the sides too. At the end of the talk Joe explained to the audience that the best proof that the name of Yeshua works in stopping abductions was to have living testimonies come up to the front of the room. So on cue, Glori, Me, Jim and Nicole all walked up to the front. Joe explained to the people that all of us have used the name of Yeshua to thwart abduction attacks, or as those of us well versed in all of this call it, demonic harassment.

At the end of the talk, Joe invited both me and Jim up the front and introduced us as co-laborers in the AACCOA; Alien Abduction Crisis Centers of America. He explained that there were others involved, both in North America and in other parts of the world too. He then opened the session up for questions and answers. There really wasn’t a lot of time for questions or answers, but we did our best to field the few questions that came our way. We invited some of the people who still had questions to our booth and some of them took us up on the offer; one lady that I talked with for more than two hours afterward.

After the talk, and while we were at the booth we started to talk about our itinerary for the trip back home. The other guys started making plans for replacing some parts on Curt’s motorhome and the ladies were talking about their return too. About this time Glori asked me if I would mind making a change in our flight plans. Rachel had decided that she wanted to drive back with the land lubbers and Heather wanted to fly. There was no question that it would be okay and those plans were set. I had gotten to fellowship with Rachel on the way down and now I’d get to fellowship with Heather on the way back; who could ask for anything better.

 

The Resistance Ladies – Laura and Glori. When it comes to warfare,
there’s no doubt that you want these two incredibly adept ladies on your side!

We still had a couple of hours before we could pack up the booth for the night so we started to talk to passersby again. A fellow came up to me and asked if he could interview us for the Scott Conner Show; a local late night show out of Albuquerque. Never wanting to pass by an opportunity to give exposure to our message I immediately gave him a resounding “yes!” Pretty soon Scott Conner come over to the booth. He is an interesting looking fellow, sort of a cross between Howie Mandel and Jeff Goldblum. I asked him if he is Jewish and he quickly said that he was not. I don’t know; I think that he is and he just doesn’t want to admit it or something. So we got all of the chairs in order and cleaned things up a little bit while the technical people set up the camera, adjusted the boom mike and got all of the levels set. So we started on the interview and Scott saw the Kippah on my head and asked if I was a Messianic Jew and I answered “yes.” Then he asked me if he could interview me and I told him that it would cost him money. He then retorted, “man, you Hebrews; everything is about money with you people.” We all got a chuckle over that. Scott asked me and Jim a battery of questions and we told him all about our ministries and how we helped people. Scott cracked a few jokes while we were being interviewed and before we knew it the interview was over.

 

Joe Jordan, David Ruffino, Mike Slack and Jim Wilhelmsen at the booth.

 

At five o’clock we closed down the booth for the day. Saturday had been extremely blessed and very profitable for the Kingdom of Yahweh and we decided to celebrate by going out to dinner. We settled on a Mexican restaurant named Tia-Juana’s up on the north side of town. One thing that I had forgotten was that when we were having so much success with telling the unsaved about getting freedom from alien abduction, and when we were enlightening our brothers and sisters in the Christian Community about Genesis Six and other things; we were angering the powers of darkness. That in itself isn’t too big a deal, but if a warrior lets his or her guard down it could lead to injury, spiritually speaking. So, aside from all of the blessings from the day I hadn’t realized that some things that were said were taken by me as an affront toward me. I had dismissed a couple of them during the day, but probably I hadn’t forgiven them; thus, I had left them on slow burn on the oven. So, when we sat down for dinner someone had made another comment that turned up the gas under my pot of affronts. So I stewed in my anger at the dinner table and allowed the enemy to speak lies to me, telling me that the people who had said these things to me were against me, and all other sorts of sorts of things. The rest of the night turned out to be terrible as I let the enemy speak lies to me, and I listened. It was all an assault on me by the enemy for being faithful to Yahweh, and His message; and being tired from fighting his crap all week, I could not fight effectively. I was a soldier with battle fatigue and I was happy that the next day would be the last day of the festival, and an easy day at that.

While I sat in the motel, Ed, Glori, Curt and Laura had set off to visit a sister whom they met at the convention center. Glori had noticed her at the center and had seen that this woman’s countenance was sad, like she was in a lot of pain or something of the like. She said that she concerned about her and I suggested that she might want to approach the woman and talk to her. She did this and they talked for quite a while. This woman and her male friend went to dinner with us that evening. During this time plans were made to visit the lady at her home. The drive out to this woman’s house was fraught with bad turns, hard to follow directions and other things that turned a simple trip into one that took quite a while. It was attributed by all in the RV that it was probably a tool of the enemy to cause confusion in the directions to her house, but this was also used by the Ruach Ha Kodesh to allow the troupe to get prayed up for what was to follow. It was good that they prayed so much on the way over to her home because from what I understand there was a lot of spiritual conflict while they were there.

While I sat in the motel room I received a visit from Joe and Tony. We talked about a few of my concerns and we also planned out the next day. We talked a lot about all that had already been accomplished and the ramifications of what all of our work in Roswell would have on the UFO community. It was a really nice talk and it helped me to calm down. While we were there we had the door open and I noticed that Heather was walking by. She came in and talked to us for a while and Joe told her how impressed he is with her prophetic drawing. As he talked to her she got a smile on her face and told us that she had drawn another picture and she darted out the door to go and retrieve it. When she came back she held in her hand a drawing of an angel that has prophetic implications. I asked her if I could keep the picture for a while and pray about what Yahweh wanted to say through the picture. I took it home and scanned it and Yahweh immediately started to tell me what the picture meant. It is posted on the Delusion Resistance website in the prophetic section. We’re all praying for Heather to accept her Yahweh given gift and for Yahweh to continue to speak to us through her drawings.

Day Six – Sunday July 8th, 2007

I woke up Sunday and went down to the Convention Center by myself. I knew that the others came back from their excursion sort of late the night before so I thought that they would want to sleep. I did find Curt up and about and asked him what he wanted to do that morning. He said that he and Ed were going to work on the RV and try to fix the fuel problem as well as to shore things up with the cooling system of the RV. Curt informed me that the night before they realized that the air conditioning system had stopped working and they knew that they would have to fix that before they drove through the desert later that day on their way back to Sacramento.

I got to the convention center and placed all of our material out on the table and talked with Joe for a while. One of the main events that we wanted to attend Sunday was Bill Schnoebelen’s talk. Rachel and Heather especially wanted to meet him and hear him talk. They had read a lot of his books and like his ministry. He was scheduled to talk at half past ten that morning. About quarter till ten I was starting to get concerned because I had not heard from Glori and I didn’t want to be late for Bill’s talk. He didn’t charge for his talk, but he had limited seating and the seating was on a “first come, first serve” venue. So I called Glori and asked her if they were going to come down and offered to come and get them. She said that they needed a ride because Curt and Ed were still working on the RV, so I left right away and picked Glori and the girls. Laura stayed at the room to sort of secure the rooms and watch all of their belongings until they could be loaded into the RV.

We got back to the convention center with about ten minutes to spare. His talk wasn’t new to me because it was generally the same talk he gave at the Ancient of Days Convention down in Roswell back in 2005. For Glori and the girls though, this was new information for them and they sat attentively. Bill had a question and answer period after his talk and Rachel was able to ask him a question; the subject which escapes me right now. After the talk ended we all headed over to Bill’s table and the girls got to meet him. They bought books and he autographed them. Yes, I had him autograph a book for me too. He took pictures with the girls and Rachel and Heather even got to give him a hug and told him how much they respected him.

 

Melissa, Heather and Rachel with Bill Schnoebelen

 

After we met with Bill we sort of stood around for a while. A gentleman and lady walked up the table and they were well dressed. The man was dressed in black attire and wore a very nice black cowboy hat. He introduced himself and said that he was Travis Walton’s cousin. Travis Walton is the man who is the main figure in the story titled, “Fire In The Sky,” a story about his alien abduction and subsequent return. He looked at our information and took the literature for our two websites. I asked him if he wanted some of the “anti-alien” stickers that we were handing out and he flat out refused them, telling me, “I don’t want any of those, we like them (the aliens), they’ve made us a lot of money.”

I looked at my watch and noticed that it was just a little after noon and I suggested that we pack up all of our stuff and close out the table. We took down the banners and broke down the banner stands. We boxed everything but left some of the website literature on the table just in case some late comer wanted to see what we were all about. Jim and Debby had left that morning, figuring that it was better to get to El Paso and rent a motel there so that they could be sure to get their flight the next morning. Before he left, Jim gave Curt some money for their trip back.

We piled into the two vehicles and headed for our last meal together in New Mexico. We all went to Whataburger and got our belly’s filled with their hamburgers and their humungous milkshakes. When it came time for the RV people to leave we all assembled at the RV to pray for their trip back. I grabbed Heather’s bags and put them in the Jeep and we prayed for their safe trip back to Sacramento. A few minutes later they were on their way back home. Heather kept in contact with Melissa via text messaging on their phones, so we were aware of their progress.

Afterward, Heather and I went over to the Mike and Jackie’s house. We got situated and watched some television. I wanted to treat Mike and Jackie to dinner since they were such wonderful hosts and went all out to minister to all of us who came down to Roswell. We first went to Target Department Store where we needed to get some supplies for our two remaining nights there. Me and Mike got what we needed but the two ladies looked at clothes for a while. We then went to CICI’s for some “all you can eat” pizza. We had good food and great fellowship. By this time it was later in the evening so we went back to the house, watched some more television and finally retired for the evening.

Day Seven – Monday July 9th, 2007

On Monday morning everyone woke up sort of early. Jackie made us some of her great coffee and we talked for a short while. Then Heather and I were off for our day’s adventure. We went and had some breakfast at a restaurant called “Nuthin Fancy,” which is a great place to eat should you ever visit Roswell. We then got some gas for the Jeep and headed south toward Carlsbad. It was a nice day for a drive; pretty clear and not too hot. Heather excused herself and pushed the seat back and took a nap. I had found out a little earlier that she didn’t get much sleep the night before; feeling strange in unfamiliar environment and hearing strange noises all night. It didn’t help that I was mumbling in my sleep out in the living room and she could hear me in the room where she was staying. So, she caught some winks while I drove down to Carlsbad. After making a couple of stops in Carlsbad we headed to the caverns.

When we got to the caverns we noticed that the place was under a major renovation. The visitor’s center was closed and they had all of the ticket booths, book stores and other things in temporary trailers. We got our tickets and proceeded to the elevators. The elevator ride takes the rider down seven hundred feet into the bowels of the mountain. We walked out of the elevator area and Heather remarked how cool the place was. The word was used in two connotations, meaning that it was a neat place, plus it was about 49 degrees down there. We took the long path around the cavern and I have to admit that we couldn’t resist to disobey the officials who told us not to touch the formations. We only did it once or twice though. We even talked about how neat it would be to go down there just before closing and hide there so that we could hang out at night and explore the caverns without all of the crowds and park rangers. You know, I’ve been to Carlsbad Caverns about four times now and every time I go I find it spectacular; but the best part is seeing how other people marvel at it as well.

We left the caverns behind and headed back to Carlsbad. I was getting hungry and so was Heather. We stopped at a Chinese buffet and gorged on lots of good food. Well, I did anyway. Heading back on highway 285 we had the weather tease us a lot. Ahead of us was what looked like a pretty good thunderstorm and it seemed that the road would point right at the storm. We would get all excited that we would have to drive through the heavy rain and just when our expectation would apex, the road would take another turn and steer us away from the storm. We never did get to go through what must have been one incredible storm.

When we got back to Roswell, Heather asked if we could walk around town and visit some of the antique stores that she and the other girls had frequented quite a bit the days before. It was a lot of fun. I sort of like antique stores anyway and they have a lot of neat stuff there. Heather wanted to introduce me to the elderly lady that she and other girls had befriended and she wanted to pick up a few knickknacks for some of her friends back home. We visited the stores for a couple of hours and had a good time. We also visited a corner store where they had trinkets and a lot of women’s stuff. The owner of the store told me how the three girls had visited the store several times and how he was impressed at how friendly they were and how well behaved they were too. He asked me if they were my daughters and I told them that I didn’t have any daughters, but if I did, I would want them to be just like Rachel, Heather and Melissa. The owner then pointed to the figure of a woman that someone had painted on the wall near the front door. He had some name for her which I cannot remember. He then told me that a day or two before he looked at the painted figure and noticed the anti-alien sticker pasted on her hand. He told me that he removed the sticker, but was amused that one of the girls had stuck it there. When he asked Heather if she knew who did it, she evasively told him that she didn’t know who did it but had a playful little grin on her face.

We got back to Mike and Jackie’s home and found Jackie there. It turns out that she came home from early, not feeling very well. We talked for a while and I mentioned that I was hungry and suggested that we have a pizza sent to the house. Within an hour the pizza’s were there and we dove into them; making sure that we saved some for Mike who hadn’t come home from work yet.

One of the things that I had wanted to do was to go out into the country after it was dark and look at the stars. If you go about ten miles outside of Roswell, away from the city lights, you can see some magnificent sights. So me and Heather piled into the Jeep and set off for a spot north of town. Although there had been clouds in the area for a while it had cleared up by the time that we got out to the star viewing spot. It was really neat up in the sky. We saw a good portion of the Milky Way and a lot of the constellations. After a short while I noticed that Heather had gotten quiet. I asked her if anything was wrong and she said that she was scared and that the place was spooking her. I told her to get into the car and we left right away. Heather has been blessed with the ability to see into the spiritual realm, which at times can be scary. She told me that she had seen an evil hooded figure out in the field where we were and that when she had turned in my direction outside, she had seen a troll like creature whisk by. We both agreed that it was probably intensified by all of the strangeness down in Roswell; that it is a hotbed of demonic activity. I also told her that since we had gone down there and ministered to people and fought against the enemy; he was probably just firing a couple of parting shots to throw fear and confusion into us before we left the next day. On the way back to Mike and Jackie’s home we stopped at Walmart to pick up some soda for Mike. We drank a lot of his Pepsi and I wanted to stock him back up. We also picked up a some more sundries and a few souvenirs for the people back home. We spent an hour or two more watching television and the internet and then retired for the night.

Day Eight – Tuesday July 10, 2007

I woke up early the next morning and was surprised that Heather woke up early; having come out of her room around half past seven. Having loaded things into the Jeep I went back into the house and we said goodbye to Mike and Jackie. They prayed for us and our trip and we got on our way. We stopped at McDonalds for breakfast and then filled up the gas tank for the trip. Heather asked if I would mind if she slept during the drive. She said that she hadn’t slept well the night before and that she was exhausted. So, I had plenty of time to drive and reflect on the trip; how things had gone and to see what Yahweh had done in people’s lives, both in the ministers, and those who were ministered to. He showed me that this year was a year to get the message out to the Christians; sort of like a rallying cry to muster up troops before the battle. He said that next year will be the year that we lead many people to faith in Yeshua. I have to believe that to be true.

After about two hours we arrived in Clines Corners and we stopped to look for souvenirs. Back in Roswell we had talked about the fireworks and Heather mentioned that it was nice of Ed and I to buy Rachel the fireworks. So, when we talked about that I told Heather that when we got to Clines Corners she could get anything that she wanted from there. It was an open ended promise that I knew she wouldn’t take bad advantage of. I was right about that because after picking up a few little trinkets and some home made fudge we were on our way to the airport. I gassed up the Jeep in Albuquerque and we brought it back to the Alamo rental facility. We got to the airport with a couple of hours to spare. We went through all of the rigamarole at the TSA checkpoint and waited for the plane. We did partake in some Italian food at the food carousel; calzone’s that were very big and worth the money. They had internet access at the airport so I turned the computer over to Heather and she did her thing. Our seat by the window at the food carousel was great because we got to watch the planes take off. One time I looked and there were five F-16’s taxiing up to the runway. Albuquerque airport shares their facility with the Air Force; Kirtland Air Force Base. We got to watch the fighters take off with full afterburners. I thought it was really cool, Heather thought it was too noisy. We boarded the plane right on time and soon we were winging our way to Sacramento. The plane trip was sort of boring because we were flying just above the clouds and couldn’t see anything. It took just short of two hours to get to Sacramento. In no time we had our bags and we were off to retrieve the Resistance Urban Assault Vehicle (RUAV for short) and after paying we were on our way to bring Heather home. When we got to Glori’s house she had some food prepared for us. As we ate, we sat and talked about the trip, what happened and plans for the trip next year. I drove the twenty minutes home and was glad to see my own bed. After checking for e-mail and checking our websites I shut things down and went to bed. I slept like a rock, which was good because I had to work the next day.

Summary:

All in all, this was a good and fruitful trip. For years I’ve traveled alone from Sacramento and that’s okay, but having companions to travel with and to help in ministry is a big plus. Knowing that there are brothers and sisters there with me who can pray for me, and me for them really blessed me. The Bible talks many times about having strength in numbers, but more importantly, it talks about there always being just a few who Yahweh uses to confound the enemy and minister to those who are seeking help. Scripture is rife with many accounts where just a few withstood against many; and that’s what I like to think that we were. We were around New Ager’s of all kinds, satanists and all sorts of hardcore occult adherents and tons of ignorant people who want to believe a lie to soothe their itching ears; yet we prevailed. No other tables had the traffic that we had. No other workshops were packed out like Joe’s was and Jim’s call to the Christians in Roswell was packed out. With that in mind, Yahweh had HIS way and I feel a comfort of knowing that each and every person that we talked to; from the Christians whom we talked to, to the witchy lady that slammed down our paperwork and stormed out of the place; all were ministered to. Yahweh sent us down to Roswell to touch lives and that is what we did. Those people, and Roswell as a whole will never be the same. We were like the Mississippi River. Somewhere, it starts out like a little brook, but by the time it empties into the Gulf of Mexico, it is a mighty river. That is what was started in Roswell, and with Yahweh as the source of the river, it can’t help but to grow and to bring life to all that it touches.

I was amazed at how many Christians we were able to share with. At first, I was sort of disappointed that we didn’t speak to more abductees or any others who are being harassed by demons and fallen angels, but then Yahweh spoke to me. This year was a year to prepare believers. It was a year to get the message out to the church, telling them that ministering to alien abductees and showing the truth to the world about the UFO phenomena is very important. It was sort of funny the way that HE spoke to me. He said, “you know, for years you’ve been complaining that Christians aren’t paying attention to the message that I’m presenting through you. For years you’ve prayed that they’d understand and that they’d come onboard. Well, now that I brought all of those believers to your booth, you lament that they came instead of the lost?” So I accepted the slight tap that HE gave me on my backside and had to thank Him for being so faithful. I have to believe that all of those people took our literature (borne out by the increased website hits) and presented them to their friends, family and their church leaders.

But in ending, let me also mention some of the unsung heroes that played a role behind the scenes. Thanks to all of the members of The Delusion Resistance who prayed their hearts out while we were ministering down in Roswell. I felt your prayers while I was down there. Thanks for those who gave financially to the cause. While you might not see a return on you gift there will probably be someone who will walk up to you in heaven and they will thank you for the financial gift that you gave. They’ll probably tell you that your gift allowed us to put gas into the Jeep which allowed us to get to the convention center, which allowed us to present the truth to them and that is when Yeshua pricked their heart and they came to faith in Him; or something of the like. Thank you to all of the brothers and sisters at Last Days Harvest Ministries who prayed with us on Wednesday evenings at prayer, or who prayed in their prayer closet while we were on the battleground. It is your prayers, and the fact that you were supportive of this ministry that helped to keep us going. We’ve loved each other so much that we just knew that when things might have started to sour during our trip, or when the enemy was planning some sort of attack; Yeshua told you to pray and you obeyed His voice. All of us, everywhere, were in this together and we won!! Special thanks to brother Ed who took all of our pictures. I’m sad that you didn’t get into any of the pictures, but that always seems to be the lot that the photographer throws. Thanks to our youth group, who take this ministry seriously and who pray with the same fervency of any of the Prophets of old. I’m sorry that all of you couldn’t go with us, but there is always next year, right; so start praying right now. Thanks to all of you, everywhere who love Yeshua and who love us. May all of you receive blessings in such abundance that it will boggle your mind. Yeshua loves us, and HE is coming back real soon…I promise!

Dave

Preface:

This year’s trip to Roswell was different from the rest. First off, I didn’t take anyone from Sacramento down there with me this year. After the strangeness of last year and seeing how people changed after their trip to Roswell last year I thought it better to not ask anyone to go with me. Second, my fiancé Lourdes came with me so most of the attention that I didn’t pay to the work that we had to do there was focused on her. The City of Roswell paid for my trip, the plane fare and lodging and CE4 Research paid for Lourdes’ flights to Sacramento and Roswell and back. What follows is a memory of what happened on this year’s excursion. Please note that there are some people who I haven’t included here and that is because my memory is rusty of the whole part of the trip. Also, a lot of people took pictures but only a few sent me their pictures. I will include other pictures and accounts as they are brought forth to me. This document is in no wise finished and we look forward to completing it when everyone who wants to be included in it (members of CE4 and The Delusion Resistance, Echoes of Enoch and the City of Roswell only).

Sunday – June 29, 2008:

I called Lourdes at her motel about an hour before I was to pick her up. She was ready and raring to go when I arrived there. We put her bags into my truck and we were off to the airport. Lourdes wasn’t accustomed to all of the procedures that one has to go through to get through the TSA security area so I briefed her on the way to the airport. We breezed through the security area (after they determined that my Shofar wasn’t harmful) and went to one of those airport eateries where we got a nice breakfast for a pretty good price. Soon we were boarding the Express Jet airplane, a cute little plane that seats about fifty people with two seats on one side and one seat on the other. I made sure that we could sit together in the two seat side. The flight was really uneventful and it was good to see that Lourdes could get the rest that she so needed.

We landed in Albuquerque a little after one o’clock in the afternoon and as we headed for the baggage claim area we heard a familiar voice that yelled out, “is that Dave Ruffino I see?” We turned to see Joe Jordan sitting there. He had waited for a little over an hour. We got our bags and hopped on the bus which took us to the rental car area. After a long wait and a rigorous inspection of the rental car we were off. Joe read to us the article that featured in “Florida Today,” which spoke about CE4 Research and how we were going to Roswell to talk. We stopped at a McDonalds in Moriarity, a tradition for those of us who go to New Mexico each July. The next stop was at a gas station in Vaughn, another tradition where we spend a few minutes stretching our legs and getting a snack. I managed to snag an atlas of roads in New Mexico, just in case we found some time to head out to the crash site again. That never did happen. We stopped one more time at the only rest area on the way to Roswell. This too is a tradition because after the ninety minute ride one starts to get tired seeing that there is nothing to see but desert for that entire part of the trip.

We rolled into Roswell around five o’clock and headed to Free and Amy Ward’s store. We had been informed that Joe would be talking at a local coffee house that is owned by Pastor and his wife Margie. They are the pastors of New Destiny Fellowship there in Roswell. We got the video camera and headed out to the “Not of This World” cafe. We met pastor Lawrence and his wife Margie and we all took an immediate liking to each other. I set up the camera at a front table and recorded Joe as he gave his talk to the people. After Joe’s talk we had a time of praise and worship and during this time Yahweh gave me a vision and a word for the churches in Roswell. The vision unfolded as the songs went on and it soon became apparent that I needed to leave the room so that I could write what Yeshua was showing me. Here is the vision that He showed to me and the word of knowledge that went along with it:

The Sandaled Foot And Roswell’s Deliverance:

We arrived in Roswell, New Mexico on Sunday night and had to talk to a group at a Christian Coffee House there. As we worshipped Yahweh He showed me the following vision and gave the following Word:

As I watched, I saw the intersection of Second Street and Main Street in Roswell. I saw a foot come down from the sky which was first dressed with a military boot, much like a combat boot but it morphed into a foot dressed in a sandal. The foot belonged to Yeshua. It came down with a lot of force and as it struck the ground it made a great shockwave. The buildings remained intact, but the shockwave killed many of the enemy and also those who didn’t take Yahweh seriously. It should be emphasized that the killing was in the spiritual, not the physical.

The shockwave pushed or blew the rest of the enemy out of Roswell and to the town’s perimeter. Great tears came from Yeshua’s face. These were tears of gladness because Yeshua knew that victory would soon happen and that Roswell would be liberated from the enemy. His tears caused a flood and those waters washed away all debris and filth.

The churches in Roswell will unite and they will become strong. They will fight against the masses of the enemy that are around the perimeter of the city. When the churches successfully withstand then Yahweh Yeshua will kill the enemy, much in the same way that He killed the Assyrian army outside the walls of Jerusalem.

The day is coming when the people of Roswell will be able to go out into the desert and they will find the enemy no more.

So unite My People and fight. You want freedom and you will have it if you unite in prayer. Then you will see the Glory of your Adonai and experience the liberty of His Salvation. Behold how good and how pleasant it is when brothers dwell together in unity.

I will appoint four churches to administer My Will. One church for the north, one church for the south, one church for the east and one church for the west. You will all covenant with each other and will unite in prayer, worship and protection.

After I finished writing all of it down I headed back into the meeting area. I thought that Yahweh would have me present what I had seen and heard but interestingly enough something happened to quench the whole idea. A secular song was played and when it was, the unction just left the place. I sort of started to mourn about this because I felt the heart of Yahweh and how His Spirit had been grieved. It was okay though because Yahweh told me that I was to give the word later on in the week when we met at New Destiny Fellowship a couple of days later.

After the service was over we met with people and we talked Sebastian, a really neat brother who came to hear us talk. His wife Jochebed is Hispanic, with a gentle spirit and a love for Yeshua that is wonderful, as is Sebastian’s love. He asked us if we would be interested in talking at his fellowship and he said that he would call us later to confirm. Afterward we all stood around and talked and we all felt a wonderful sense of kinship, even with people we had never met before; but the Ruach Ha Kodesh is like that, letting us know that we are all family in Yahweh’s Kingdom. We met two ladies that would bless us the rest of our time in Roswell. These two ladies, Juanita and Elizabeth are Hispanic and they took an immediate liking to Lourdes. While Lourdes’ knowledge of the English language gets better every day it was still nice to have the company of these two ladies who were fluent in Spanish and could talk with her in her native tongue. We left the company of our new brothers and sisters and we went to the Best Western Sallyport Inn to get our rooms.

Later that night Sebastian called my cell phone and gave dates and times that they had open for us to talk. I talked it over with Joe who told me that the only night available was Thursday and that I had to present the message because he was booked up. I agreed and called Sebastian back to confirm the day and time and to get directions to the church. When we finally checked into our rooms it was late, so I walked Lourdes to her room and then went to our (Joe’s and my) room and everyone retired for the evening.

Monday – June 30, 2008:

We started off our day with a free breakfast at the motel. Now I like free things, but what was even better about this breakfast was that it wasn’t the typical “continental” breakfast that most motels try to give you in the morning. No, this breakfast was a buffet and they offered quite a few items. I was in breakfast heaven! We sat and ate with Joe and we discussed the game-plan for the day.

Lourdes and I pretty well had a free day but we did have to go with Joe down to the Pearson Auditorium down the street. The auditorium is located at N.M.M.I (New Mexico Military Institute). The whole campus is wonderful. The buildings are built like castles, all of them having the corrugated emplacements at the top.

This is a picture of the front of Pearson Auditorium

The auditorium itself is quite impressive. It seats twelve hundred people and it has an organ that rises up out of the basement. I’m told that they did quite an impressive presentation of “The Phantom of The Opera” there, even down to simulated smoke that came up with the organ as it came up from the basement. What impressed me most about the whole place was the amenities that they offered in the way of audio/visual display. Our PowerPoint presentation was run by a computer up in the nose-bleed section and the frames were moved by clicking on buttons on a wireless controller. The screen on the stage was twenty by thirty feet in dimension and it reflected images wonderfully. Having seen where we would speak, and being satisfied that I could do it without being nervous, we excused ourselves and went on a tour of Roswell.

This picture shows the view of the audience seating from the stage

The first thing that we had to do was to go to OfficeMax to get a couple of things. When took my computer out of its case the night before I had realized that I left its power converter at home. This is very unusual for me because I am always quite obsessed while packing, making sure that I have everything. Joe told me the night before that he bought an after-market power supply a couple of months before, and that it had cost him in excess of a hundred and twenty five dollars. I found one at the office supply store and gulped as I realized that Joe was right about the price. I bit the bullet and bought it because I would need it all week long. While at the store I had some copies of fliers for The Resistance and the AACCOA made up. Thanks to Yahweh that we had the money to pay for these things.

After the office supply store, we went to Walmart to get supplies. When I travel I travel light in the supplies department because that minimizes the possibility of toothpaste, shampoo, soap or deodorant spilling in my suitcase. We arrived at Walmart and Lourdes was amazed at how there is alien art all over the building. I found what I was looking for and Lourdes found a few things that she needed, but not before she browsed for a while in the women’s clothes section. For lunch I took Lourdes to Cici’s Pizza, an all you can eat pizza joint that is one of the places we always go to when in Roswell. Needless to say, we both left with filled bellies.

The rest of our day was spent driving around Roswell so that I could show Lourdes all of the silliness and how the town had given itself over to the whole alien deception. The whole week before we went to Roswell I raved about a hamburger joint called Whataburger and to my delight there was one of their restaurants right next to our motel. Lourdes and I went there for dinner and I introduced her to their fantastic milkshakes. In the early part of the night I worked on the presentation, researching a couple of the secular researchers whose work we would be quoting in our talk. Lourdes came over and watched television and she talked to her dad while I did my work. After a while it became apparent that we were both very tired so I walked her to her room and bid her a good night.

Tuesday – July 01, 2008:

Tuesday morning found us in the motel dining room eating our free breakfast again. Joe ate with us for a little while and then he was off to do a radio show. The show wanted to talk to him about our work in Roswell. While I considered our time in Roswell sort of a working vacation, Joe took this premise to the extreme, getting little sleep and he was on the go from the time he woke up till the time his head hit the pillow each evening.

As we finished our meal Joe asked us if we would do some work for him. We were sure willing to do so because there is only so much that one can see and do in Roswell. Joe asked us to take a box of posters (that advertised the convention talks) and to distribute them in all of the motels that we could find. I told him that we’d put them in other places and he was okay with that, but he said that the motels were the most important because that is where all of the visitors to Roswell would be staying. We started in the northern end of Roswell because the biggest concentration of nice motels are there. We first went to Walmart to ask if they would put a poster there. We knew that Walmart probably would not put any posters in plain view, simply because they’ve never been big at advertising community events and truth be told, the UFO festival brings in a lot of money to Walmart each July and they would not be happy advertising an event that might hinder that money coming in at future festivals. The manager of the store sent out a representative who told us that they would put the poster up in their break-room, but not in plain sight of shoppers. We agreed that this would be okay and we departed the store. After we left Walmart we went right next door to the Sam’s Club warehouse store. We got the same offer from them and took it. We did a little shopping while we were there as this is the only Sam’s Club that I have shopped in where they have good quality tee shirts for a ridiculously low price. While we were in that parking lot we shot on over to the Starbucks Coffee Shop. They always advertise community events and they not only gave me permission to hand a poster on the bulletin board, but the attendant even came out to help me rearrange the message board there so that we could fit the poster on it.

We worked our way down highway 285 placing posters in every motel there. Most of them let us place posters in the front lobby and even some on the front doors and windows, but there was one that agreed to only place one in their recreation room. There is a spirit in Roswell that can be felt by those who can discern spirits, and when it is encountered it is like you walk into a wall of Jello. That is the only way that I can explain it. We encountered this same spirit in one of the establishments that we went into early on in the trip and we felt it at a motel office that we entered, not far from our motel’s location. The first thing that I noticed when Lourdes and I walked into this place was that they had Christian tracts by one window. When I saw this it momentarily baffled me because I knew that the spirit there was bad. Turning around to talk to the attendant (and owner) of the motel I then saw the truth about the office. The couple were Hindu and they had likenesses of some of their gods hanging on the wall of the office area. Lourdes mentioned to me that she had felt this bad spirit too and that she too got the same feeling that we both got a few days before when entering the other shop.

After a brief lunch at Whataburger we were back on the road. There were only a couple of motels left on highway 285 and we hit them both. The clerk that worked at one of the places was a believer in Yeshua and she was glad that we were out doing Yahweh’s work. We found another Starbucks and placed a poster on their bulletin board, using semantics to assure the manager that the poster wasn’t religious. We made a right on 2nd Street (highway 70) and headed to the west part of town. I knew there were a few motels out that way because a group of us stayed in one of them, the Ramada last year. We started with the Ramada and were greeted by the manager, a man that recognized me from last year and welcomed us to town. He was happy because all of his rooms were booked for the next few days. He is a believer and a proponent of what we were in Roswell to do. He put one of the posters on the counter, under the glass where people sign in for rooms. He also put one on the front door so that the people could not help but notice that there was something worth while going on in town. Next door to the Ramada is the Roswell Harley shop, a place that I like to frequent when I visit town. I had to show Lourdes all of the sights inside. When one walks into the foyer of the place there is a pickup truck. Last year they had an alien in the cab of the truck driving it, wearing a silver hardhat. This year they had a man inside the truck with an ominous looking alien outside, like it was trying to get at the driver. Inside they had one sitting on the seat of one of the nicest looking Harley’s in the shop. I gave a poster to one of the people who was sitting in what looked like the manager’s booth in the center of the store. They told me that they would have to check with the manager, but that they didn’t think it would be a problem to hang the poster up there.

On the way back to the center of town we stopped at a few other motels that looked much older; much like the old style motel from  back in the 50’s and 60’s. One of them was run by a Hispanic fellow who agreed to hang the poster on the front window and even offered me tape to hang it. I talked to him a little and he told me of how he thinks that politics plays a big role in who gets rooms rented and who doesn’t. In a roundabout way he told me that if you are in the city’s favor then you will have your motel advertised and if not then you were up the creek. He doubted that he would get many rooms rented and looked like he was ready to give up on hotel management for good. The next destination brought me to a couple more of the older establishments, one with a teenager that looked like she was all of fifteen who was running the place. I could only surmise that her parents were at work trying to supplement their meager wages at the motel. The last place that we went to was another place where I ran into Jello walls again. The force of the spirit there almost kept me from entering through the door, but I was able to with a bit of prayer under my breath. Sure enough, having entered the place I saw the icons of their Hindu gods hanging on the walls and one added feature, incense. They woman there agreed to let me hang a poster in the front window though and I left, but not without praying for her outside the place.

Having finished our poster hanging duties we went to a Kentucky Fried Chicken store that was near the motel. We ordered some food to go and we brought it back to the motel. We sat in my room and ate like we’d never eaten before. It was oppressively hot that day and the mixture of the cold soft drink and the cold motel room helped us to relax a great deal. After we ate I worked on the presentation a little more and Lourdes fell asleep watching television.

Knowing that we were in Roswell to minister to people, and knowing that it is a stronghold for the enemies of Yahweh we have grown accustom to the idea that sometimes things take extra effort and prayer for them to be accomplished. When I had talked with Sebastian a couple of days prior he had given me the address of New Destiny Fellowship and he told me the general area of town that the church is located. Being sort of technosavy I thought that I’d give one of the online map and directions pages a shot so that I could print out a map and directions. Having supplied the map search engine the information that I presently had I clicked the search button and was given a map, but it just didn’t seem right. I tried to call Sebastian and he wasn’t home and I asked Jochebed she could give me directions, but she wasn’t sure and didn’t want to send us into parts unknown. So, I thought we’d wing it….bad idea.

Late in the afternoon I was getting excited because Jim Wilhelmsen would soon be arriving. He was coming in with Joe’s son Daniel and his son’s wife Stephanie, who were our videographers for the conference. Included in their troup was a fellow named Tony, Joe’s friend from Florida who handled other technical aspects of the conference. If you’ve read the account for the 2007 trip to Roswell you know about Tony. It was great to see Jim again and it was even greater to get to introduce Lourdes to him. They had both heard a lot about each other and now there was finally a face to associate with all of my stories and accolades. Jim was famished but we didn’t have a lot of time to eat so we headed over to the good standby The Golden Corral where we ate some fantastic food. Jim was very hungry because he hadn’t had anything to eat since early that morning and seeing that Golden Corral is one of his favorite places to eat, we just had to accommodate him. A real blessing was that Joyce Ahrens had flown in that day and she went with us to eat. I don’t think that Jim had ever met her before and we all had a very stimulating conversation about our ministries. It was good to see Joyce; a wonderful sister in Yeshua. Before this I had only talked to her on the phone but even with just talking on the phone Yahweh had built up that kinship that He gives to brothers and sisters in Him. After we ate we met Joe and his entourage and we all headed off to New Destiny Fellowship. Before we had left we called Mike and Jackie Slack to tell them we were going to church and to give them directions to the place. I followed the map directions impeccably but after a short while we determined we were lost. Joe caught up with us and we tried to figure out a strategy. I called Sebastian’s house and talked to a gentleman that I hadn’t met before, it was Sebastian’s brother. I gave the phone to Jim who I designated our navigator since he had lived in Roswell for a few years. Within minutes both of our cars were pulling up to the church. It wasn’t too long till I remembered that I had given Mike Slack the same directions that I had been using and attempts to reach them all failed so I sat in the church service feeling bad most of the time for getting the Slack’s lost.

The time at church was wonderful. We sang some worship and then Pastor Lawrence introduced Joe to the congregation. Joe called me up to the front and we blew our Shofar’s for the congregation after which I sat back down. Joe gave the people his testimony, telling them how he had been called to ministry and some of the strange things that happened in his journey.

Joe explains the significance of the Shofar

Joe then introduced me and called me to the front to talk. I gave my testimony and told about The Delusion Resistance, how it came into being and such. I emphasized that Yahweh told me that the “Great Delusion” encompasses more than just the UFO phenomenon and that is why our ministry takes its name, seeing that we focus on many areas of the Last Days. Yahweh had me share with the people to show them how the enemy tries to upstage Yahweh by causing UFO manifestations during revivals or prophetic events. Then someone asked me about the prophecy that Yahweh had given me the first night we were there. I read it to the people and they were blessed. This is the same word that I mentioned above. The talk and the service went very well.

A picture of me delivering a word to New Destiny Church

At the close of our talk Joe called us up to the front; Lourdes and me, Jim, Joyce as well as Guy and Nicole Malone. As is usually the case, the people were blessed by his testimony and the testimony of all who stood on the platform, and they now understood how the UFO phenomenon is demonic.

Nicole and Guy Malone, Joyce Ahrens, Joe, Jim Wilhelmsen, Lourdes and Dave (me).

It was the first time that I have ever presented our message in a church setting and I know it won’t be the last. After things had concluded at the church many of us went to Dennys for more fellowship and to have a bite to eat. Lourdes and I sat with Jim as well as Juanita, Elizabeth and Pastor Lawrence’s mother. We all had a wonderful time in Yeshua!!

There was one amusing thing that happened late on Tuesday night or perhaps it was Wednesday morning, early. Lourdes has had a history of being harassed by demonic entities, much like I have, but not to the extent that some of the rest of our group have been harassed. After Joyce arrived she moved into the same room as Lourdes and they both became friends immediately. During the middle of the night there was a demonic entity in their room and it affected Lourdes in the usual way, paralysis of the body and the inability to talk. After a short while and after praying for the use of her voice to ask Joyce for prayer, she said a number of times, “Joyce, they’re here!” At about the third time that Lourdes said this, Joyce finally woke but she was confused. Thinking that it was later in the morning, and that Joe was at the door trying to wake her, Joyce jumped out of bed and ran to the door, thinking that the Joe was the “they” in the sentences that Lourdes was yelling out. Lourdes and Joyce started to laugh and Lourdes told Joyce, “they have the ability to walk through walls, I don’t think that they’d knock at the door,” referring to the entities. They both laughed quite a bit about what happened and we all still do when it is brought up. It was interesting, but not surprising to see that the enemy took interest in bothering Lourdes; like he’s trying to get her to reconsider marrying me because of the dangerous line of ministry that I’m in. She’s affirmed to him that it’s our fight, not just mine, and she’s not going to quit!!

Wednesday – July 02, 2008:

On Wednesday Joe was up and out of the room early again. He had another radio talk to do with a different host this time. By the time that Lourdes and I were ready for breakfast the interview was over. We went to the motel restaurant and Joe met us there; all excited about the interview and that he was able to share even more, this time with a local Roswell audience.

Lourdes and I wanted to check out some of the shops in town so we went to the only mall in Roswell. She had been interested in getting clothes that she could wear on our honeymoon later in October. She says that the shopping is so much better here in the States; that there’s more of a variety to choose from. Although the locals in Roswell sort of downplayed the mall, saying that it was very small and not worth the bother of visiting, we found it to be cute and just what you’d expect in a mall for a town with a population of fifty thousand. Lourdes hit the store just at the right time; there were sales everywhere. Although the mall was a good size there was one thing missing…people. The place was a virtual ghost-town and I could only wonder that if the place was this deserted then the stores must really be holding on by a thread.

There are some Universal constants that cannot be ignored

We visited a few stores in the downtown. I wanted to show Lourdes to see how the stores downtown had decorated their stores in an alien theme and how there was a “anything goes” mentality with the shop owners. We visited one shop which had a sign that pretty well confirmed, in a New Age sort of way, our message, that the entities that purport to be from other planets, really are fallen angels. The name of the store confirmed it.

This shop had nothing but “alien” looking stuff – pretty brazen huh?

As we walked around we bumped into Joe who was showing Joyce around town. He asked me if I wanted to see something interesting and he searched through his camera archive. He came up with a picture similar to the one below. Again, the proponents of these entities have no trouble showing us the relationship between fallen angels and aliens. Look at the following picture and come to your own conclusions.

Do you think they can make it more obvious?

In the same shop we found something that should make every believer/follower of Yeshua Ha Mashiach sit up and take notice. We know that these entities say that they have made us, and that they are here to protect us and that they have been with us through our history, but what you will see next takes things to another lever. The picture shows two things. First it shows a representation of DiVinci’s Vitruvian Man:

Suggesting that aliens are our progenitors

If you want to find something even more alarming then the picture must be compared to any number of paintings of Mashiach’s crucifixion. The comparison seems to suggest that the “aliens” want us to think that they made Yeshua and therefore we should venerate them. Let’s look:

Alien crucified vs. Yeshua Crucified

But there is still more. We walked down Main Street to first street so that I could show Lourdes where Jim Wilhelmsen’s store used to be. The front of Jim’s store faces the south wall of the International UFO Museum, and on that wall is a painting depicting an alien hand touching a human hand, which is a definite spin-off of Michelangelo’s “God Makes Adam.” Yet another attempt to usurp our genuine faith with Satan’s lie.

God makes Adam vs. Alien makes human

Later in the afternoon more of our people arrived. It was such a blessing to see Bill Deffendal again. With them were Matthew Kiss, another wonderful brother and also Joe’s sponsor whose name is John. Bill and Matt are both testimonies that we are including in our book and I feel somewhat of a special bond with them, all of us being experiencers, and my having met Bill before and having seen a taped interview with Matt and talking to him on the phone. It was like one big family reunion. I introduced Lourdes to Bill and they liked each other right away. Bill and I have even more in common because his wife is from Panama and Lourdes is from Mexico, so in October we will both have Hispanic spouses. Bill even talked to Lourdes a little in Spanish. That is one of the things that really blessed me, and Lourdes too; that everyone went out of their way to accept her and to bond with her.

Joe got a hold of us and we took a ride down to NOTW to sound our Shofars. It was such a neat time of fellowship with the pastor’s of New Destiny Church. They have such a willingness to serve Yeshua and an are open to hear His Voice.

Not Of This World Cafe

Usually when we get to Roswell we go to the four corners of town and blow the Shofars; sort of a call to the enemy that the battle is about to begin and also to scare the enemy. The Shofar throws fear into the forces of darkness for a variety of reasons. Read our article about this on the website. This year we were running late and didn’t get to sound the horns, so we did it at NOTW.

Here we are praying before we sound the Shofars

Playing the Shofar isn’t something that should be taken lightly. It’s not just some instrument that is just picked up and played. Prayer and a humble heart are needed before the Shofar should ever be sounded. Above we all prayed before we sounded the Shofar.

Blowing the Shofars

As it turned out, many people heard us playing our Shofars. In the picture above Lourdes and Joyce are laughing because in response to our Shofar sounding, quite a few cars blew their horns. If they only knew how prophetic they were being by their playful gestures.

As Wednesday drew to a close we put Jim’s stuff in the car that I had rented and we brought him over to Mike and Jackie Slack’s home. He spent the next four nights at their home. We stayed and talked with Mike for a while about a variety of different subjects. Jackie had gone to bed because she had to work early the next day. Back in 2007 as we wound things up and I left my banners with Mike and Jackie who took very good care of them. They looked like they were new this year when we picked them up. The funny thing is though, that when we got to Roswell Mike told me that he had hung the banners on the front of his home, from the eaves on the porch. Well, at night the porch lights were right behind the AACCOA banner and the light lit up the banner in sort of an eerie glowing sort of way and there was no doubt that anyone passing by would have looked at them and wondered. The banners did attract the attention of one neighbor whom mike then educated about what we do and such. It was quite an innovative ministry ploy that I applaud Mike for…Great Job Mike!! After we talked for a while Lourdes and I excused ourselves. We had to get back to the motel to get some sleep. Thursday was the first day of the festival, and it was the first day for us at our table in the convention center.

Thursday – July 03, 2008:

Joe was up and out of the room early on Thursday. He had heard that the CBS Morning Show was going to be interviewing people down at the convention center and he thought that he might be one of the people that they interviewed. While he wasn’t interviewed, he was one of the spectators that got to watch the whole affair.

When I awoke I called Lourdes’ room and she agreed to be ready within the hour. It was sort of late and I knew that we would probably be late in setting up our table and booth, but for some reason I felt a wonderful peace. It was Yeshua saying that He was in control and not to worry about the time. If there was anyone that needed to talk to us then HE would arrange it in His timing. I picked up Lourdes and we went to the motel restaurant again. Joe had eaten already and since this was the first day that the speakers would be speaking he needed to be there. It was his CE4 Research group that was running the whole shebang so he really needed to be there. Lourdes and I found Bill and John sitting at a table and they invited us to join them. It was a nice time of fellowship in Yahweh.

Lourdes and I got in the car and drove over to the Slack’s home where we picked up Jim. We also picked up the banners and some of the other stuff that we needed for our time at the table. At first I wasn’t too happy about the location of our table, but after observing how the people were entering the convention center, and seeing that they came down our aisle first, it made me feel a lot better. We were down at the end of our aisle, next to a fellow who makes travel documentaries about New Mexico. Directly across from us, and taking up a lot of booth space, was a fellow who was selling videos, I think for an outfit called UFOTV. He was a nice fellow who came over to see what we were all about. He started talking with Jim which was the start of a three day, on and off discussion about UFOs, Nazis, and of course, the Gospel of Yeshua Ha Mashiach. We both felt led to pray for this fellow the whole time we were there. Jim’s talk with him sparked his interest in what we do and Yeshua impressed on both of us that this fellow is going to get saved and have a wonderful ministry. Yeshua also told both of us that this fellow is Jewish, like us, having come from the Seed of Abraham. It was truly wonderful to talk to this man, but especially to see Jim talk to him and minister to him.

Thursday at the booth, behind the table wasn’t a very eventful day. This year we had maintenance people who really cared, unlike last year. They looked for over an hour for a power outlet for us. When they couldn’t find one close they came up with an alternative plan. There was one about thirty feet away and they told us that we could buy a power cord from the city for fifteen dollars. I knew that we needed two power cords (they were only ten feet long) so I finagled a deal with the maintenance people, our deal being that we’d rent two cords for twenty dollars and then return the cords when things ended on Saturday evening and we’d get our money back. Such a deal!! Tony, our friend from Florida was there and he helped me to hang the banners. We handed out literature to a lot of people, but we all knew that Friday and Saturday would be the big days at the convention center. Most of the people that we talked to were Christians and many were surprised that our ministry existed and that people took the subject of aliens seriously.

One of the more interesting people that we me there is a man whose name is Don Ray Walton. If the name sort of rings a bell there is a reason. Don Ray is a cousin of Travis Walton, the man whose life “Fire In The Sky” was about. I met Don Ray last year when he walked by our table in Roswell. At that time I tried to hand him some literature and some anti-alien stickers. When he saw the stickers he handed them back to me and told me that in his words, “we like the aliens, they make us money.” This year Don Ray came up to the table to hand us some literature about his message. He first told us that his name is now Chance Im Injewell. Don Ray told us that the literature that he was handing us was written through him, through automatic writing. He was ranting about beings that are half human and half alien, claiming that he is one of them. Below is something similar to what he told us at the convention center:

Place or origin Current synopsis Jack-o-lanterns. That is what they called them. The people of Idaho Falls. Strange lights. Maneuvering above their farmhouses at night. Strange movements of lights in the sky like ghosts. Moving at speeds greater than any machine built by 1965. Movements of light Unidentified by man. In Idaho Falls Idaho In the year 1964 A farm Women is abducted from her home and taken on board a space craft before she is returned to her home she is probed operated on and artificially impregnated without her knowledge And given a gift to save the planet Earth from Armageddon of nuclear weapons Alien scientists have placed the DNA structuring codes of YWHI who was the only begotten son and the first man on earth known to us as Adam. Into separate containers. After securing the DNA and programming codes, The Aliens stored two samples until they reached a time when they thought YWHI could return and complete their King’s plan. They artificially impregnated an untouched woman; She generated the seed to motherhood and brought forth a man called Jesus. The second sample was inseminated into a woman in Idaho Falls in 1964 His name is Chance as in a second chance for earth and mankind he brings with him the knowledge of the real truth sent by god our creator…

The information that is directly above comes from Don Ray’s Myspace site, located at the following address:http://www.myspace.com/humanalien . If you want to see what happens to a person who is totally given over to the UFO lie then you need to visit his site. If I read his page right, he thinks that he and Yeshua share the same DNA and that he (Don Ray) is a “second chance,” hence, his new name, “Chance.” I’ll tell you, having this guy come over to the table right at the start of things really brought things into focus. It showed me, and I think Jim will agree, that our war is against something other than flesh and blood, just like Ephesians chapter six points out.

About five o’clock in the evening the crowds were really thinned out and all that remained were the vendors in the convention center. Jim, Lourdes and I all decided to pack things up and call it a day. We stowed all of our stuff under the table and headed out to dinner. After dinner we went back to the motel where I had to get dressed up a little nicer so that I could speak at the Hispanic church, the name of which is Iglesia La Gracia de Jesucristo, loosely translated, The Church of The Grace of Jesus Christ; cool huh!! . We needed some of the personal testimony people to come with us so Jim and Matt got the Hummer that John had rented while Joyce, Lourdes, Bill and myself piled into the Dodge Charger that I had rented. The directions this time were very easy except for one thing. I thought that Jim had heard me when I gave directions to the church. Well, I guess that he did, but they went the wrong way on Fourth Street and when I saw that I had to double back and chase them down. We all got to the church right about on time.

At the beginning of the service Sebastian Salaz talked for a short while. He then gave me a wonderful introduction and asked me to come to the front behind the podium. As I talked he translated my words into Spanish for the congregation. A couple of times he looked to his wife for words that he might not know. I started out by giving my testimony, my early involvement in the UFO research movement of the 60s and 70’s and then how that lead me down the wrong road to a lot of personal strife and believing and teaching people about evolution. I then went into our ministries, first the Delusion Resistance and how that was formed by Yahweh, and then how later Joe, Jim and I were led to start the AACCOA. I talked with the congregation about the lying signs and wonders and how UFOs always seemed to peek during Christian revivals and during important prophetic events concerning Israel. When the presentation was done I read the prophetic word for Roswell to the congregation and the people blessed Yahweh. Near the end I asked Lourdes to come up and to say some words to the congregation. She talked to them and then blessed them in her native tongue. Then we had the living witness come to the front; Bill, Matt, Joyce and Jim. I had inadvertently forgotten to say something correctly and Matt turned and told me about what I had left out, so the whole presentation was given to the congregation and they blessed Yeshua for what they had heard.

When the main part of the service was over the pastor, Catarino Muñoz came up to the podium and said a few words. During the talk i entreated the congregation, telling them that if time permitted, and if it didn’t interfere with their spiritual obligations, that maybe they could come to our talk on Sunday to support us and pray for us. When the pastor spoke he said that the church would be glad to hold us up in prayer on Sunday. He thanked us for coming to the church and then he said that there would be a time of praise and worship and then the congregation would be dismissed. Sebastian came to the front and said a couple of things and invited everyone to join in song with the band. at that time I just couldn’t believe my ears. The band started to sing Israeli songs; “Shalom Alechiem”, “Hava Nagila” and a few others. In the middle of all of this, some of the ladies and a few gentlemen got up front and started dancing something like the hora dance. This was heaven on earth and it almost made me cry, really it did. I looked up front and Bill Deffendal was up there dancing and then Joyce went up and then someone came and got Jim and led him up there. Lourdes danced with our new brothers and sisters in Yahweh and there was such a sweet presence of the Ruach Ha Kodesh there that I truly believe that if Yahweh decided to take us all to heaven at that moment that we would not feel much of a difference.

At the end of the festivities I was approached by a man who had some papers in his hands. He introduced himself as Serapio and he showed me some of the papers. The papers looked familiar and after looking at the pictures once more I recognized them as being David Flynn’s work, but all of the words were in Spanish. Serapio spoke in broken English but I understood him pretty well. It was noisy in the church so I asked him if there was a place where we could talk where it was quiet. He led me to the fellowship hall where we sat at a table and talked some more. After some more time it finally hit me; this man is a Mexican David Flynn! I stressed to Serapio that he needed to come and hear David talk on Sunday, even telling him that if he couldn’t afford it I would pay for him to get in. He gave me his business card and other information.

After a while in the fellowship hall others started to come in. There was a woman in the room that was tidying up and Serapio introduced her to us as his wife and then he introduced his young son to us; a wonderful family. Sebastian came in with his wife Jochabed and Elizabeth and Juanita joined us too. The wonderful thing about all of this is that although this was our first time in this church, we felt like it was our home church and that we had attended it for a very long time. After a while we all realized that we were hungry so many of us got in our cars and went to, you guessed it, Whataburger! After a time of fellowship there we walked over to our motel, bidding goodnite to Sebastian and his wife and the others too. I walked Lourdes to her room and then went to mine. I had a new roommate, Matt, and he was fast asleep. Joe went to stay with others in his CE4 Research Group. Me, well, I stayed up and quietly worked on the presentation.

Friday – July 04, 2008:

Friday morning arrived way too fast. I picked up Lourdes at her room and since we were running late we decided to pick up Jim and then to eat somewhere other than the motel restaurant. We got to Mike and Jackie’s home and were greeted by Jackie. Jim was just about ready so while we waited we talked with Jackie about some of the things that concerned us about a variety of different things. Jackie always has a fresh and simple way of looking at things and that blesses both of us. In a short time Jim was ready and we started to leave. Jackie said that she and Mike would be down to the convention center later that morning and bid us farewell.

For a change, we went to the Not of This World Cafe for breakfast. I was bound and determined to pay for my food this time and thankfully the people who worked there charged us for the food. Pastor Lawrence and Margie had been so gracious to us while we were in Roswell, many times giving us free food and drinks. They really blessed us and I know that Yahweh will in turn bless them many times over. After we ate we went to the convention center. We got the material out on the table and immediately were swamped with visitors. It was the Fourth of July and I knew that today and Saturday would be busy at the booth. It was amazing to see all of the people there, more than last year. One thing that I found different than last year was that there were many people from Roswell who were walking around the convention center. It is customary for Roswellians to avoid the goings on in Roswell during this week. I changed my greeting from, “Hi, where are you folks from,” to “Hi, are you folks from Roswell?”

During the morning many people passed by the table and I tried to get material into all of their hands. I started to include an “no aliens” sticker with each packet of material that I gave out. I felt led to do that because Yahweh revealed to me that even if they wouldn’t accept the our literature, they would accept a free sticker. It is hard for people to pass up a freebee. One fellow came by and I handed him some literature. He was a nice fellow and we talked for quite a while. He is a believer in Yeshua and was happy, and surprised to see us doing what we were doing. I remember apologizing to him that our literature wasn’t stapled together and I told him that when I got a chance, I would slip away and buy a stapler at the store. What a surprise it was when he came back about an hour later with a stapler in his hands. He gave it to me, telling me that the guys from the military recruiting booth were handing them out for free. I still thanked him for thinking about us and blessing us. He came back a couple more times to chat.

Another person who joined us at the booth was a man named Keith. Keith is a faculty member at Wheaton College in Illinois. He is a believer in Yeshua and is fascinated in what we do. He came to talk to Jim and to observe what we did at the booth. Keith is like a sponge, soaking up everything and then, like a true educator, evaluating what he has taken in and rightly dividing the truth from fiction. He and I had several conversations and I found him to be a wonderful brother in Yeshua!

Things happened at the convention center that caused us concern too. One such thing happened on Friday and it has echoed in my mind ever since our time in Roswell. I had always known that the enemy’s work is subtle and that there are many whom he has won over to his side, but it became evident at the table this day. I was handing out stickers to every young person who would walk by. I’d give the kids the stickers and I’d give the parents the literature, a good trade-off. Just after noon on Friday a woman walked down our aisle and she had two little girls with her. I would estimate their ages to be probably ten and twelve. When I tried to hand the older girl some stickers she looked at them and politely told me “no.” I asked her why, explaining that all of the other kids were taking the stickers. The older girl looked at me and said, “I want to be abducted.” Sort of being in shock, I asked her to repeat to me what she just said. Again she said, “I want to be abducted,” but this time her mother told me what the daughter said, sort of repeating it for me so that I would finally get the message. I told the little girl that she was playing with fire and didn’t realize what she was saying. I told her that the aliens are evil and that she should watch out what she asked for because it was an open door. They started to walk away and I asked them to stop for a minute. When they stopped and looked around at me I told all of them that if they ever did get abducted, and they became scared (and I stressed that they would get scared) that they could call on the name of Yeshua and that would make it stop. They smiled and walked away, like it was something else that they heard me say. The fact that the girl wanted something evil to happen to her was pretty bad, but the fact that the mother accepts this and just allows it to happen really floored me. How could anyone love their child and not want to protect them? Well, the mother is probably given over to the alien agenda too. Either that or she has fallen into what a lot of parents have fallen into in contemporary times; that is, let the kids do what they want because making the kids happy is what it is all about, irregardless to what the results of their actions might be.

Mike and Jackie came later in the morning and stood with us while we gave out literature and talked to people. Mike likes to talk and he did so with a few people too. After a while Jackie mentioned that she needed to do some shopping for clothes and stuff and since Lourdes had her shopping radar turned on she immediately picked up on what Jackie said and soon both of them were off to the stores. They were gone for at least a couple of hours and that was nice because they got to know each other better and they bonded. It was a good thing to see Lourdes becoming friends with my friends and it is important because they’ll be both of our friends forever.

I got a little hungry so I decided to head outside to one of the many food vendors so that I could get a funnel cake. As I was coming back into the building there were many people there, almost too many if you know what I mean. There were many dressed in costumes and other regalia. There was a group of five or six teenage girls who were dressed up in alien costumes and it seemed that they were everywhere I went. After a while they became friendly and started to wave and say hi when they would see me and/or Jim. One thing I saw really amused me. When I was coming back into the building I noticed that there was a young girl, probably only about six years old and she was over by one of the many alien mannequins that were around the place. As I looked, she was kicking the alien in the groin area over and over again. I laughed a lot and then I got her attention. I told her that she was being good and that if she ever saw one of those creatures in real life that what she was doing was exactly what she should do to them. She smiled and continued to kick the creature. Who knows, maybe she’ll have to take my advice someday.

Toward the end of the day I noticed that my voice was starting to get raspy and that my throat was getting sore. It wasn’t because I was getting sick, but because I had been talking all day long. Friday’s booth time was coming to a close and we packed up everything and stowed it under the table. We got into the car and headed down to an Albertsons supermarket to pick up supplies for the evening. It was Fourth of July and we were going to spend it at Mike and Jackie’s home. This has become sort of a tradition.

Stephanie and Tony having some fun at Hanger 84

Joe had been working hard all week, organizing and coordinating plans for the speakers at Pearson Auditorium. Late Friday afternoon he went with others to Hanger 84 out at the old Roswell Army Airfield where many of the speakers from both events were meeting. The UFO Museum in Roswell was having a separate event with its own lineup of speakers and the meeting at the hanger was to get the speakers together. He also had plans to go to a “meet and greet” at the auditorium that evening.

Matt, Joyce and Bill at the hanger

Lourdes, Jim and myself were all invited to these events but after a day of talking to people all we really wanted to do was rest. We talked about it and agreed that since Joe had gone through the expense of getting us all down to Roswell and such, we were obligated to attend these events for his sake. I called him and asked him if we were needed at the events, telling him how tired we were and such. Joe said we were not obligated to go and he blessed our time together at the Slack’s home.

Daniel and Stephanie Jordan with Stanton Friedman

There are some people who have been given the talent of barbecuing, and Mike Slack is one of them. Mike could be the poster man for barbecuing, pictured standing behind the grill with a barbecue apron on and a barbecue fork in one hand and a pair of tongs in the other. I’m not being cute here, the guy really is The Barbecue Knight! Mike and Jackie’s home has always felt like a city of refuge inside the confines of Roswell. I feel relaxed whenever I am there and we always have a great time of discussion and fellowship. Friday night was no different. As Mike was barbecuing I went outside to keep him company and Lourdes soon joined us. I told Lourdes that I wanted to show her the property and we walked around the home and into the backyard. Jackie joined us and as we were looking around Jackie asked us if we wanted to see a real live vinegaroon. She took us to a tree at the back of their property and there it was, a very large vinegaroon on a tree trunk. They are neat looking animals, related to scorpions but with a whip instead of a stinger tail. Truly it looked like something from another planet, but it was fun to antagonize it with a stick.

A vinegaroon – ugly no matter what way you look at it

People in Roswell celebrate the Fourth of July like no other people in the United States. Every neighborhood has at least five fireworks shows, mainly conducted from people’s yards. We sat on the Slack’s porch and didn’t want for any fireworks displays. From sundown till midnight and after the sky is filled with lights and the air is filled with whistles and loud booms from fireworks. The city did have a fireworks display, but nobody I know in Roswell ever goes to it. Why should they when the neighborhood is a display. A special treat for this evening was that Mike and his friend Bernie both have telescopes. Mike has what looked like a four inch reflector and Bernie’s telescope looked to be fourteen inches. We looked at several stars and Saturn and the big prize was looking at Jupiter, but trees obscured our view and most of us had to get to sleep well before we could see the big planet. We bid good night to everyone and Lourdes and I headed off to the motel to sleep.

Saturday – July 05, 2008:

Saturday morning came very quickly. I called Lourdes’ room and she was already up. I got cleaned up and picked her up at her room. We were running very late this morning and we thought it best to pick up Jim and get breakfast at NOTW again. Afterward we headed back to the convention for our final day behind the tables. It would be a very eventful day for sure.

We weren’t there very long when a woman came up and started to talk to Jim. I didn’t hear the conversation but Jim told me later what had transpired. Turns out that the woman is a Wiccan but that she was brought up to believe in Yeshua, although she has walked away to practice her current religion. She told Jim that she has been getting a lot of messages from the spiritual world and after talking to Jim and listening to what he had to say about the spiritual realm and those who inhabit it, she wanted to know for sure who was really talking to her. Jim asked her if she would like to pray and she accepted his invitation. Jim prayed that Yeshua would reveal the truth to her and give her the answers to the questions that she was asking. You know, there are times when we pray and it feels like the prayer was good, but not as good as it could be. The prayer that Jim prayed with lady was the opposite. It was one of those prayers that feel like you’ve hit the fast ball and the ball is leaving the stadium – a home run or a grand slam.

It was lunchtime and I told Jim that I needed to head to NOTW for our lunch. Pastor Margie told me earlier in the week that they wanted to supply lunch for those who were visiting Roswell and working in ministry there. There was a plethora of Mexican dishes and Lourdes and I put a little or everything on our plates. Juanita and Elizabeth were there and they both brought some food to feed us in addition to what the Pastor’s had prepared along with pastor’s mother. We prepared a plate for Mike Slack and I asked Margie if I could buy a sandwich for Jim since he didn’t do well with spicy food. She volunteered to make him a turkey sandwich with the trimmings. I can’t express how much Lawrence and Margie and all of the other believers blessed us during our time there and for their kindness we pray that they will receive bountiful blessings in Yeshua’s Name.

Not long after we finished lunch, the teenage girls in the costumes came up to the table. They asked about our ministries and we told them about what we do. They were interested and at least two of them said that they knew that the aliens are evil (even though they dressed like them..go figure). Jim was the one who mostly talked with them and they got an earful about aliens, demons and just about everything pertaining to our message. There was a look of sincerity in their faces as they agreed with us. Each of them took our literature and Jim gave each of them one of his booklets.

Well it wasn’t too long after that, that I noticed the same girls all huddled together listening to Don Ray Walton, the fellow I talked about earlier in this timeline. He is one of those people who you’d rather not listen to, but to be honest, he is sort of scary looking, having that deep demonic look in his eyes and I could only imagine how those girls felt. Before I could say anything to Lourdes she was heading over to this group and she confronted Don Ray. She told the girls that his message wasn’t from Yeshua and she told him that he was deceived and was listening to the devil. The girls thanked Lourdes as Don Ray headed quickly in another direction.

Costume judging by Peter Robbins – These two costumes contained
two of the girls that we witnessed to about Yeshua.

As the day progressed we talked to many other people and gave out a lot of literature. Mike and Jackie saved the day when they brought me staples and some more copies of the flyers that we were handing out. At five o’clock we took down our banners and packed up what was left of the materials and such. We put stuff into the car and into the Slack’s Volkswagen “Thing,” and headed off to their home to drop off the stuff. We were all hungry and we decided to go to a rib joint at the north side of town. Lourdes and Jim were with me in the car and the Slacks would soon follow. We got to the restaurant and saw that the prices were way out of our range. It was nearing the end of the trip and money was dwindling so we had to take it easy. We then went to Applebees but the wait for a table was forty five minutes to an hour and we just couldn’t wait that long. So, we all went to Dennys, and even though it is probably Jim’s least favorite place to eat, he was gracious and went into the place.

When we finished eating Lourdes and I took Jim back to the Slack’s home. We didn’t stay there long because this was the last night for Joe and I to finish the presentation so that it would be ready the next day for our talk. I called Joe and made arrangements to get together with him. Not long after we got back to the motel room Joe knocked on the door and after he came in we started to finish the preparations for our talk. There were a few changes to make and a couple of additions to make but all in all, the modifications went well.

As I made the changes to the presentation my glasses broke and I didn’t have any tools to tighten the screw back into its place. With this in mind and with the reality that I had run out of socks for the trip I told Lourdes that I needed to go to Walmart and asked her if she wanted to go with me. Even though it was well past midnight she agreed to go. It didn’t take long in the store to find the things that I needed and we were soon back at the motel. I saved the PowerPoint presentation to the computer, to a disk (for the computer at the auditorium sound booth) and I saved it to the website server. I didn’t want to take any chances. I know how the enemy works and he excels at crashing hard drives and corrupting computer files. He wasn’t going to prevail in this situation! I walked Lourdes back to her room and bid her goodnight.

Sunday – July 06, 2008:

Sunday morning had finally arrived and I awoke with a bit of nervousness. I had never really spoken before any large crowds before and I was apprehensive as to if I would do a good job or not. I know that everyone says to trust that Yahweh will give you the words, but I think that even the people who say that get nervous when they speak. The night before I had done an internet search about public speaking and nervousness. I picked up a few tips and would see how they worked in just a couple of hours.

I went to Lourdes’ room to get her and we went to the motel restaurant for our breakfast. I drank an extra cup of coffee so that I could be more attentive and alert. After we ate we went to Pearson Auditorium and I gave the disk containing our presentation to the people up in the audio/visual booth way up in the nosebleed section. I then went down and talked with Joe for a moment until he was interrupted by a woman who would be speaking that day also. I interrupted their talk a few minutes later and told Joe that we were going to go to the Slack’s home to pick up Jim. He really had his hands full with this woman but he acknowledge me and we were off to get Jim.

I brought my nice clothes with me to Mike and Jackie’s house. I felt more comfortable changing there than I would in a dressing room at the auditorium. After a while we were on our way back to the auditorium, but not before stopping at McDonalds so that Jim could get some breakfast. When we arrived back at the auditorium that Paola Harris was doing her talk so we just sort of kibitzed at the sign-in table with Bill and Matt. Bill Deffendal had been put in charge of getting all of the speakers to sign the posters of the conference. He asked me to come over and sign a bunch of posters so that they would be ready to give to the speakers at the end of the sessions this day. I can’t remember how many posters I signed, but there were a lot because I had a severe case of writers cramp when I was finished.

It wasn’t long before Paola Harris was finished speaking. During the brief intermission between her talk and our talk I took the time to visit with some of the people in the audience. This is one of the things that I read about on the internet the night before. By talking to them like I did, they actually became friends rather than strangers coming to hear the talk and it is easier to talk to friends. It wasn’t long before we gathered by the foot of the stage and listened to Peter Robbins as he read our bios and introduced us.

Joe started the talk by going through his usual talk about his testimony and how he was called into our phase of the ministry. Afterward, both Joe and I read from the first section of the presentation which showed that everyone involved in the UFO research phenomenon was in fact a member of a jury in a cosmic courtroom. The Defense (the secular research group) was presented as having the witness stand for the past sixty years and we said that now it was the turn of the prosecution to present its case. We showed how many of the researchers in the secular realm either came to the conclusion or postulated the theory that the inhabitants of the UFOs are really interdimensional or demonic. There were quite a few quotes that we had to read through quite quickly.

Joe and Dave citing witness testimonies

The next part of the talk was my part. I stressed to the audience that now that we had heard from the secular side, and that they had said that these beings probably didn’t come from spatial time it was now time to listen to what Yahweh had to say about the whole thing. I read scriptures that pertained to Yahweh’s greatness and that He is the only authority to take seriously. Then I read scriptures that tell about Yeshua, His preeminence and His deity. Then I posed the question that was asked last year at the panel discussion, that question being; “Why are all of the aliens, the grays, the reptilians and others, why do they fear the name of Yeshua?” I went into a little about how there is a conflict between Yahweh and some of his created beings (angels and demons) and that there is a war, quoting Ephesians chapter six. Then I talked about the instances in Judea and the rest of Israel where Yeshua encountered demons and they recognized His authority and his status. I read the scriptures about Satan’s rebellion and showed the audience the state of war that exists in the spiritual realm, which spills into the physical realm.

Dave reading more witness testimony

After my reading was complete Joe talked again. He explained that the using the name of Yeshua to terminate alien abduction is the only repeatable event in UFOlogy. He explained that repetition in an experiment leads a theory to become a fact, or a scientific law. He explained how we have many cases on file where abduction was terminated and said that since this was true then it is a viable area of study and also that it is the truth. Next Joe called people up to the stage; Lourdes and myself, Jim Wilhelmsen, Jackie Slack, Bill Deffendal, Matt Kiss, Joyce Ahrens, as well as Guy and Nicole Malone. Joe explained to the audience that each one of the people standing on the stage was a living testimony, proof that the name of Yeshua can free a person from alien abduction / demonic oppression.

The witnesses: unknown; Nicole Malone, Guy Malone, Joyce Ahrens
Jackie Slack, Matthew Kiss, Jim Wilhelmsen, Bill Deffendal,
Lourdes Peredo (Ruffino), Joe Jordan and David Ruffino

The last part of the talk was probably the most profound and the part that caused the most problem in the mind of those who were offended by the talk. Yahweh told me that we needed to play a trump card before the enemy plays his hand. There are a lot of people who suppose that there will be some sort of official disclosure in the near future. By this they mean that the governments of the world will come out and say that there is an extraterrestrial reality. Yahweh told me that there has been an official disclosure for two thousand years, and that disclosure is the Gospel of Yeshua Ha Mashiach. The last three slides talked about mysteries, specifically the Mystery of Yahweh and that the Mystery of God was revealed in the Gospel of Yeshua Ha Mashiach. The last slide that had instruction had the heading, “The Disclosure That The World Is Waiting For” and underneath we had John 3:16-17. I was a little jealous because we were taking turns reading the slides and Joe got to read that one. It was a glorious time, presenting the truth about the UFO/alien abduction phenomenon and telling the audience about the salvation of Yahweh Yeshua.

After our talk Jim, Lourdes and I met with David Flynn in the auditorium. We all expressed that we were hungry so we decided to head down to the McDonalds down the street. I have always admired David Flynn. Yahweh has blessed this man and given him a wonderful mind. He’s a genius and unlike every other genius I have met, David is incredibly humble. He loves Yeshua with all of his heart and he gives Him the glory for everything that he presents to the public. After lunch we got David back to the auditorium because he was going to make the next two presentations. I didn’t sit in for any of the other talks, but I made sure that I stayed for David’s talks.

Our esteemed brother David Flynn

David presented some more of the sacred mathematics information, sort of building on what he talked about the last time he was in Roswell. For his second talk he expanded even further and showed how the polar axis is moving in a way that it is pointing to a change Virgo the virgin to Leo the lion, basically that we’re about to enter into a time celestially when Yeshua could come back as the Lion of Judah. There was a lot more to it and I would suggest, that when the videos become available that everyone buy them from CE4 Research Group. 

Just a little after David finished his talks Peter Robbins called all of the speakers together. He told us that, taking into account all of the information that was presented, there was certainly a possibility that tempers could flare. He told us that we all needed to be civil with each other and to treat each other fairly. Good advice Peter. Peter then called us all onto the stage and then he stood sentinel over the only microphone afforded the audience for them to ask questions. Peter told the audience more or less what he told us speakers and he invited the audience to start asking questions. There were a few people who asked questions and frankly, my memory fails me as to what those questions are. About two thirds of the way through the question period Peter asked a question of Joe and I. He mentioned that he personally knew some of the people that we quoted and he said that he was aware of other quotes from those people that would contradict the quotes that we used. He then asked why we didn’t use their other quotes as it would have been more fair. He also mentioned that in the course of our talk we used a mock trial format, saying that we were the prosecution and he felt that by us doing that we made them the defendants and he wanted to know what we put the secular UFO researchers on trial.

Panel Discussion: David Flynn, Joe Jordan, David Ruffino, Farah Yurdozu,
Karyn Dolan, Richard Dolan, Dennis Balthaser, Alejandro Rojas, Greg Bishop and Paola Harris

Yahweh was quick to give me an answer for Peter. I explained to him that for the past sixty years all of the other comments that the UFO researchers that we quoted were all out on the table. I told him that all of those things were already out there for everyone to see. But I said that in order for people to have all of the information, or all of the evidence, the quotes that we used had to be on the table too. Then I told Peter that we were clear in our presentation, and that the the beings on trial were the entities themselves, not the UFO researchers. I don’t know, for a second it looked like Peter was processing what I had told him. Maybe Yeshua was working through it with him, but when that moment was over, Peter thanked me for making those things clear.

Most of the rest of the time was spent by the other speakers hashing through what we had said. Many thought that it was unfair of us to present “religion” in our talk, saying that we were dogmatic and strict, not wanting to bend for other ideas or philosophies. I could understand what they were saying, but I didn’t agree with their assertions. When you know that you are right it is not even a question that bending is a possibility. It’s like knowing that smoking will give somebody cancer. Which way is better to tell them the truth. Example one: “well, you know that it’s probably not good for you to smoke. Some people have gotten cancer from doing that.” Example two: “smoking killed my grandfather, my uncle is dying because he smoked and millions of others have died because they smoked. Stop killing yourself and quit smoking now!” Some would say that the second person was harsh, insensitive and how dare they come at me like that. They’re not doctors, they don’t know!” Example one showed that the person sort of cared. Example two said that the person cares for sure. They presented evidence and argued their case with assertiveness. I’d listen to example two and I’d shine on example one.

In another part of the panel discussion one of the speakers brought up the notion that we shouldn’t judge the aliens to harshly. They suggested that we are lower life forms and that since the aliens were more evolved, they had our best interests in mind. Farah Yurdozu broke it down even further. She used an analogy of animals. She said something to the effect that a dog or cat would think good of humans. Humans feed dogs and cats and care for them. On the other hand, other animals, such as laboratory animals have fear of mankind because they are experimented on and killed on a regular basis by humans. Over all, for someone trying to make a case for the aliens this was a good analogy, but it had one big flaw. I told everyone that we could take the case of a serial killer who is married. He has a wife and a son and both his spouse and child love him. They don’t know that he is a serial killer. They know him to be a good man who brings home the food for the home, whose wage puts a roof over their heads and so on and so forth. But to his victims, he is a ruthless killer who has no redeemable qualities. I told them that a person has to be measured by all of the fruit that they bear, and that one tree cannot bear two kinds of fruit so we have to measure them in that way. There was another question posed and Peter said that we had not answered that one, so Joe took it and to me he answered it satisfactorily. Right after that the allotted time ended and the conference concluded.

After the talks ended we headed back to the motel. It was evening and we needed to start packing for our trip back home the next day. We gave Dave Flynn a ride back to the motel and that is the last we saw of him. Jim said that he thought it best that he stay in the motel that night because the Slacks would be retiring early that evening because they had to work the next day. We went to their home to say goodbye and to retrieve Jims bags. It is always hard to leave Mike and Jackie and when we leave there is a little bit of our hearts that remains there. We got back to the motel and Joe was at the front desk paying for the rooms. We told him about Jim staying at the motel and he told the desk clerk to put a roll away bed in the room. Although it was later in the night now, we needed to eat and so Jim, Lourdes and I went over to Whataburger. After a burger, some fries and a milkshake we headed back to the motel. When we got there Matt was almost asleep. He woke up and talked with Jim for quite a long time. He finally made some plans to get a ride with Bill the next morning. I went over to visit Lourdes for a little while and she was already packing her bags. After a short while I bid her good night and went back to my room. Matt was asleep and Jim was getting ready to do the same. I felt incredibly tired and I felt that this night’s sleep would be the best one that I would have since getting to Roswell a week before. I felt a sense of accomplishment, like Yeshua was giving me a spiritual pat on the back, telling me that I’d done a good job. All because of You Yeshua!

Monday – July 07, 2008:

I got a pretty good sleep during the night but awoke before any alarm. I was excited about our trip back to Albuquerque and then back home. Jim got up about the same time and within an hour or so we were cleaned up and ready to head out. I called on Lourdes who was putting the finishing touches on packing her bags. I picked them up and they were heavier than mine. I was thankful that earlier last week she bought a new suitcase with wheels and a telescoping handle. We left the bags and went to get some breakfast, our last free one. The three of us ate, taking out time and talking about of all things what the trip in 2009 will be like. We finished our meals then we got our bags and checked out of the motel. We got some gas at the Sam’s Club station and soon we were bidding Roswell goodbye.

The trip back to Albuquerque was uneventful. Jim and I talked most of the way back and Lourdes slept. We did see some deer and antelope along the road but aside from that, nothing else. The next stop was in Albuquerque to gas up the car and to get some junk food which we ate in the car during the last few miles. We returned the car, and got the bus to the airport. When we got to the airport we planned to walk with Jim down to our gates and to say goodbye there. A problem arose though; Lourdes and I were about six hours early for our flight, and the Express Jet counter couldn’t take our bags for another hour and a half. I found Jim and told him our dilemma. We said goodbye there and Jim was off to the TSA security area. That was the saddest part of the trip. I returned to Lourdes and we sat and waited the hour and a half. After that time was up the clerk motioned for us to come up and check our bags in. My bag was about six pounds overweight so I had to move some stuff to my computer bag to lessen the weight of the bag. It was still a couple of pounds overweight but the clerk looked the other way. Lourdes and I cleared through the TSA checkpoint without much bother. I was amused though because as they x-rayed the Shofar in its carrying pouch they kept looking at it and asking themselves with it was and if it was okay to send with me. I told them that it was a musical instrument, a trumpet so to speak and they finally ascertained that it was okay.

We still had more than four hours to wait for out plane so we sat in the dining area by the gates and enjoyed some pizza as we talked about almost everything. Lourdes had her first cannoli (an Italian dessert) and I was glad that it was one of the better ones that I’ve ever had. I would have felt bad if she had to base her initial response on a bad cannoli. Actually, a lot of people would have hated having such a layover at the airport, but it was a nice time with Lourdes and it gave us time to wind down from all of the activity of the week in Roswell.

It was finally time to board the plane and soon we were off to California. I opted for the window seat this time and it was a good idea. There were a lot of clouds and quite a few thunderheads to look at. About the time we were half way through Arizona the clouds were gone but there was a strange cloud cover on the ground. After a short while I surmised that it was smoke from all of the fires in California that happened to be blowing over the Southwest. As we got closer to Sacramento the smoke became very thick, obscuring the ground completely and the fire up in the Sierras was making such a high plume that it looked like a thunderhead. We landed and when we deplaned we realized that we had returned to the same smoky conditions that we left over a week before. We picked up my truck and drove back to Sacramento.

When we got back to my part of town I decided that maybe it would be a change of pace to get a different motel room for Lourdes’ last two nights here. There was a motel near the freeway that looked pretty nice so we decided to stop and see about prices. We went inside and I asked the woman if the place was safe, explaining that my fiancé would be staying there and I was concerned for her safety. The woman behind the desk assured me the she had never seen a problem in the motel. I paid for the room and we went down to the room. When we got inside the room was small and it looked dingy and something just didn’t seem right. I looked at the back of the door and noticed that there was a black power on the door and then it hit me, it was fingerprint dust. We got Lourdes’ bags and put them back in the truck. I went to the office and demanded to have my money refunded but the woman said that she wanted to look at the room. We went back to the room and I pointed out the fingerprint dust and asked her why she lied to me? She didn’t say anything other than she would refund my money, minus five dollars because we had used one small towel to dry hands after using the restroom. When I returned to work a couple of days later I mentioned this to a coworker and she told me that the motel had been the scene of a rape earlier in the week. Thank Yeshua that He showed me the dust on the door. We went back to the motel that Lourdes had stayed in before we went to Roswell and got her a room there.

I stayed home from work on Tuesday we rested the whole day. Lourdes took me out to breakfast and lunch later at The Olive Garden. Late on Wednesday night Lourdes boarded her plane back to Mexico City and our vacation was over. We had a wonderful time though, ministering to people in Roswell and meeting so many wonderful believers in Yeshua. We got to tell Roswell, and via the DVD’s that will go around the world, the real identity of the entities that pose as extraterrestrials and we got to present the gospel to people who otherwise would not have taken time to hear it in any other format. She and I got to see that we can minister together and that our gifts of prophecy and teaching and many other Gifts of the Ruach Ha Kodesh are the same and it further proved to us that Yahweh has brought us together and that our relationship is of Yeshua.

Will there be a Roswell 2009? Well, only Yahweh knows the answer to that. He has shown that He will start a revival in Roswell and that someday the town will be known for what Yahweh does there rather than what Satan does there. There is a possibility that there will be some sort of Christian conference there to counter the secular one that will probably happen there next year. In either case, the Church in Roswell has awakened and she is stirring from her sleep. She will be a powerful force in the days, months and years to come. Yahweh will win over Roswell and it will be glorious. His name will reign there and Satan will be evicted. He will lose his lease and this will be the start of greater things to come. When the governments of this world finally come out with their “official disclosures” there will be a line drawn in the sand because Yahweh has shown his disclosure and it will trump any hand that Satan or his political or religious puppets dare to show. Baruch Ha Shem Ha Mashiach Yeshua, Baruch Ha Shem Adonai!

RESIGNING FROM MUFON

A Heartfelt Decision and How it Was Made

By David Ben Yakov

 

As believers in Yeshua we have important decisions to make sometimes. We’re supposed to remain a holy people; set apart for Yeshua and His service. I’ve never been one for fads; especially fads that I can discern are ploys to make money in the Christian arena. When I came to know Yeshua as Adonai and Savior I put aside fads. IF we decide to follow Yeshua and if we take Him seriously then we really have no time for the trivial things of the world, or things that the Church sees as new revelations from the Almighty.

Yeshua gave us commands by His own mouth and through the mouths of the apostles. The commands and lessons that we are given in both Covenants are for our benefit and the benefit of those we love and respect as well for anyone that we have contact with. Where my affiliation with MUFON is concerned, I had to listen to Yahweh when He spoke to me about this association. I’ve been a member of MUFON for four years and a field investigator for three of those years. During this last year I have been hearing Yahweh echo the following scripture in my mind over and over again, and I just cannot ignore His voice.

Do not be unequally yoked together with unbelievers. For what fellowship has righteousness with lawlessness? And what communion has light with darkness? And what accord has Christ with Belial? Or what part has a believer with an unbeliever? And what agreement has the temple of God with idols? For you are the temple of the living God. 2 Corinthians 6:14-16

Actually, the scripture that he echoed in my mind wasn’t just for my MUFON membership, but for things in general. I’ve spent about a year being called to circumspection; a critical self examination of the things of my life. Our lives are like a fantastic lawn that is planted by Yeshua and as you all well know, weeds like to sprout up into a beautiful lawn. Circumspection, when guided by the Ruach Ha Kodesh really helps us to find those weeds and to dig them out by the roots before they take over the lawn. As we sit and examine our ways Yahweh is faithful to point out our weaker areas. I always imagine it to be like a some sort of super sophisticated rifle scope with night vision and infrared capability that scans our lives for intruders. One of the things that this scope found is that I have been unequally yoked with MUFON. There were times in Roswell where I stood in booths that were plastered with MUFON banners and other things and although we had our material with us and gave it out to countless people I still couldn’t get over the feeling that I was standing there for MUFON rather than Yeshua. This last year we went without the MUFON advertisements, and while not as many stopped by our booth, the people that we did receive were quality people and not just lookyloos. 

We have to seriously look at what being “unequally yoked” means. In our high-tech mechanized world with all of its so called sophisticated marvels we tend to miss the mark when it comes to understanding agrarian terms. In the past animals were used as beasts of burden for mankind. They used alone to pull chariots (as in horses) or in tandem with other beasts to pull plows and carts. When beasts of burden were used to pull a cart or anything with wheels it was very important that animals of like kinds and like statures were used for any one cart. For instance, when two oxen were chosen to pull a cart they had to be the same size and roughly the same age. This would insure that the wagon would be pulled by two animals with equal abilities. It is pretty simple to imagine what would happen if two different animals or two animals of different stature were used. The ability of the weaker animal would not match the ability of the stronger and the wagon would in effect be pulled around in a circle. Ask any pilot who is skilled in flying an airplane with two engines what happens when one engine stops working. He or she has to make great allowances to ensure that the airplane will fly in a straight line. Better yet, try driving a car which has one front tire with only half the air pressure of the opposite tire. The steering wheel pulls toward the tire that is under inflated.

What Paul was telling the church in Corinth is that if they had associations with nonbelievers or even believers who didn’t take their walk with Yeshua seriously then their walk with Yahweh was in danger of getting off of the straight pathway. We see such things all of the time. We see marriages where one person is a believer and the other isn’t and in most cases the believer lives in misery because the excess friction that the unbeliever brings into the relationship causes a lot of hardship. We see it when our kids become involved with bad kids in the neighborhood; they almost always are the ones that are corrupted by the bad kids and very rarely do the bad kids come around to a correct way of thinking. In personal relationships being unequally yoked almost always leads to unhappiness and corruption in ourselves or in our brothers and sisters in Yeshua.

We have to keep in mind though that Paul wasn’t just talking about personal relationships. He speaks of a much wider scope of association. The advice that Paul gave to the church in Corinth applies to every part of our lives, our associations and our business dealings. For instance, if a Christian goes into a business venture with an unbeliever there is a very high probability that the believer will be asked to compromise his or her faith in one way or another. In today’s business environment businesses are many times forced to compromise by cutting corners, lying or cheating in order to remain lucrative. When two unequally yoked business partners face hardships the worldly person would not be bothered by doing something unwholesome and there would be many problems that would arise if the Christian business partner were to stand on holiness; however, the temptation would be present that would cause the believer in Yeshua to reason that if they just cheated a little here or there they would be successful and would prosper.

We see these things in Biblical example first in the story of David and Bathsheba. David ran to many dark corners to keep his secret from the public and foolishly he tried to hide it from Yahweh too. David of course was found out and he was forgiven for his sin, but it is clear that he had to pay consequences for that sin. In the New Testament we find Ananias and Sapphira who sold some land and laid some of the money at the apostles’ feet, claiming that the money that they brought was all the money that they got from the sale; but they had kept some of the money back. Because they had tried to lie to Yahweh they both suffered physical death.  Cheating and cutting corners are practices that are never honored by Yahweh and in most cases those things will catch up to the offender somewhere down the road.

Another area where an unequally yoked state would be unethical is where associations are concerned. By associations, I am referring to organizations. Organizations always operate under a philosophy or a mission. If the organization, club or society that we associate with doesn’t have Christian foundations then we are already in compromise. What might be surprising to some is that even some entities that label themselves as “Christian,” do so only by name and not by deed. It is so very important to determine beforehand who and what we are associating with. We carry the name “Christian,” or “Messianic,” and those names carry an association themselves because we are not just ambassadors of Yahweh, we are His Sons and Daughters.

In the rest of the passage Paul makes great contrasts, telling us that some things and some persons just aren’t designed to coexist with each other. In each of our lives there is at least one person or thing that we just don’t like being around. It might be a relative or a classmate that really repulses us. It could be a certain food that we don’t like or perhaps a smell that turns our stomach whenever we smell it. One such thing with me is the herb cilantro. To me, anything that contains cilantro is not worth eating. The taste of this herb is highly offensive to me and it ruins any culinary delight that I might have found in the food that contains it. I am blessed that my Mexican born wife, who used it in many of her recipes has abstained from using it when she prepares meals for me.

I’m reminded of something amusing that happened to me a few years ago. Well, it is amusing now, but it wasn’t back then. Early one week I talked with my friend Lloyd. I had just left my church and was looking for a place to worship the next Sunday. Lloyd worshipped in a church that was about 45 miles from my home and I wouldn’t have gone but Lloyd told me how great the worship was and he liked the teaching too. He gave me directions that I followed to a tee. Lloyd drove trucks for a living, so his directions should be perfect right? Wrong! I got to the general area where He said the church was located but couldn’t find it. After driving around for about ten minutes I heard singing and noticed a nice brick building that looked like a church, so I pulled into the parking lot.

I got out of my truck and headed for the front door. When I got to the door I noticed two neatly dressed gentlemen who wore white shirts, black ties and black pants and I thought that Lloyd must have joined a fellowship where a nice wardrobe was required. The gentlemen greeted me and welcomed me, even though I was wearing a black shirt and blue jeans. I went inside and didn’t see Lloyd but decided that since I had not found Lloyd’s church I would sit in this one and go home after the service.

It was at this time that I started to feel very uncomfortable. There seemed to be a presence in the place that felt opposite of the feeling of the Ruach Ha Kodesh that I so often felt in churches. I looked around some more and I noticed that all of the men in the church were dressed like the two men outside the front door. I was the only man with a black shirt and I felt like a black ball in a hat full of white balls. I began to feel even more uncomfortable, not because of the different attire, but the spirit that I felt there was not from Yahweh, it was a strange spirit and I felt like it didn’t want me there. I was starting to feel like I concurred and wanted to leave, but I didn’t want to be rude or discourteous. A woman had been speaking for some time and I thought that when she was finished there would be a lull and I would slip out of the building. Right at that time I heard the woman proclaim, “this is why I love the Book of Mormon.”

I started to get fidgety and wanted to leave but I waited for the lull, but it never came. So I thought to myself that I would never see any of these people again so even if they do get offended there will be no scene. Finally, with my Dakes Study Bible tucked under my arm I bolted for the door. When I drove out of the parking lot and got down the road a bit I noticed a school that had cars in front of it so I drove through the lot and noticed the church sign on it. I found Lloyd’s Church. I found Lloyd and sat down next to him, thanking him for his bad directions and then told him my story. We both laughed through the rest of the worship service and the teaching too.

So how does this story relate to anything? Well, I made quite a few errors that day. I saw the two men outside and it should have clicked in my mind that these men were Mormons and not Christians. When I went inside their attire should have confirmed again to me that this was not where Lloyd would be worshipping. Third, when I discerned that the spirit was not the Ruach Ha Kodesh I should have just got up and left. There was no way in heaven or on earth that the people in that Mormon Church and me would ever be equally yoked and I knew that. I could have never stayed in that place for the whole service, nor could I have ever visited again.

The point of my story is that the Ruach Ha Kodesh warns us about unevenly yoked things. Christians and Mormons are not equally yoked. Not only that, but there are totally different animals in the yokes. If we listen to His voice we will avoid a lot of heartache.

It is interesting to see the examples that Paul uses in his letter to the Corinthians. In each example he uses a good thing compared to a bad thing; the first thing always conquers the second. Righteousness triumphs against lawlessness; light overcomes darkness and so on. The third example is Christ over Belial. If Messiah (Christ) is called the Prince of Peace, then Belial must be the opposite, and that is exactly what we find. The Dead Sea Scrolls contains a book titled, “The War of the Sons of Light Against the Sons of Darkness,” which explains exactly who Belial, the Leader of The Sons of Darkness:

‘But for corruption thou hast made Belial, an angel of hostility. All his dominions are in darkness, and his purpose is to bring about wickedness and guilt. All the spirits that are associated with him are but angels of Sweed, a type of drug.’

Paul then uses these examples to enforce the two opposed groups where we are concerned; believers having fellowship with unbelievers. Building on that, he then shows that we are not just believers, but temples (dwelling places) of the Ruach Ha Kodesh; and since we are then we should have no relationships with worldly people, who are being equated to here as idols.

Some might be quick to make the assumption that we are saying that we should avoid contact with the nonbeliever altogether, perish that thought! That would mean that we would not leave our houses and would become hermits. No, we’re just not supposed to enter into covenants with them and we’re certainly to avoid any of their ways and practices that countermand Yahweh’s ways or compromise our Messianic witness to those in our communities. This is especially true when a person is given a ministry from Yeshua; a work that is in public spotlight so to speak. This doesn’t exempt each and every believer in Yeshua, because when you think about it, we’re all given a ministry; the Great Commission.  

As I mentioned, this year has brought a great deal of circumspection. I really desire to know what is right and what is wrong in my life as far as Yahweh is concerned. I think that a lot of believers in Yeshua are feeling the tug of the Ruach HaKodesh in this respect. Compromise has always been something that Yeshua has disdained, from the Garden of Eden to this very day. He wants us to be Holy in every part of our lives; to live as a called out people, sanctified and set apart for Him. Simply put, we either strive for righteousness now while it is a choice, or we can learn it later when everyone if forced to make a choice for Yahweh, or for the man of perdition. As for me and my house, we will serve Yahweh!!

It is a wonderful thing to see how the world reacts to a person who is striving to live a righteous life. As you the reader are probably aware, Lourdes and I do not traditionally celebrate certain holidays. After researching the occult origins of many of the traditions of holidays like Christmas and Easter, we choose to celebrate in a way that is fitting to the true meaning of the days. We won’t get into all of that now. Let’s just say that there are those in our families who think of us as rather odd because we don’t accept a lot of time honored traditions that we don’t see as Christian in origin. Another thing that is noticed by people trying to live a righteous life is that Satan’s disciples come out of the woodwork to wreak havoc. My pastor, Pastor Tom has said on more than one occasion that if a person wants to live a righteous life dedicated to Yahweh then they automatically become a target. This is a time proven truth. It’s not only Satan’s people who will come against a righteous person, but even those whom have been friends and acquaintances will suddenly become an enemy. Recently, one fellow whom I have always thought to be a level headed individual who loved Yeshua started writing some of the vilest and evil letters to me. He’s taken my letters to him and to others out of context and turned around the things that I have written for good and made a spectacle out of them. Normally I would see these things as being hurtful, but instead I see them as being tools that will hone me for the battle that will get much worse in the days to come.

One yearly event that has been growing in popularity with most of the population is Halloween. After studying its origins we renounced that day and we avoid every part of it altogether. A few years ago our workplace was having a celebration for Halloween and I did not participate, which is what I have always done since I’ve served Yeshua. I spent the time talking to a couple of coworkers who think the entire hubbub about Halloween is childish folly. One of my fellow coworkers, Abdullah, who is a Muslim, came back to where we were and he asked me why I wasn’t involved in all of the celebratory stuff in the break room. I informed him that I am a believer in Messiah Yeshua, and that Halloween is a Satanic day and that my love for Yeshua precluded me from joining in the madness. Abdullah got a puzzled look on his face, sort of like you could imagine a computer would get if it couldn’t process a command. He then looked at me and said, “finally, a Christian who practices his faith,” and he walked away and went back to work. If we’re walking with Yeshua like we should be we would hear that all of the time and it would make us feel happy that the world recognizes us not for what we say, but for what we do. Maybe then we’d have more credibility and people would listen to us when we tell them about salvation. The world doesn’t want to listen to Christians because they see us as basically just like them. I can’t really blame them for their views because in a lot of cases they describe many Christians adequately. Believers in Yeshua need to wake up and claim what they’ve so willing given away to the enemy.

One day last month I sat quietly and wondered what I could do to help with our financial situation. Yahweh again reminded me of my MUFON membership and I started to reevaluate the importance of belonging to this organization. I had originally joined for two reasons. I wanted to learn about what the world was saying about UFOs and their origins and to keep up on these sort of things. I also wanted to make an attempt at talking to some of the people in their community so that I could tell them about Yeshua and hopefully evangelize the MUFON crowd. It was nice to keep informed of the newest things in the research of the UFO phenomenon and I did learn quite a bit during my membership.

I tried to start a dialogue with the director or MUFON and even tried to submit a letter for publication in their journal but received the brush off both about the letter and the dialogue with the director. One thing I did learn about MUFON is that it is slowly making a paradigm shift. Over the months there has been more and more mention of New Age things in their publication and it has alarmed me for more than a year. So having seen this develop over the years and knowing that it was bound to happen I received permission from Yeshua to cancel my membership with MUFON and to resign my Field Investigator status. I’d write more about it, but when you read the letter you will get more of an idea of why I made my decision to leave. Now I present to you the letter so that you can read it and see why I made the decision that I made.

Dear James, January 17, 2009

It is the middle of January of 2009 and the time approaches for me to renew my membership.  Because the time approaches I have to take time to assess what MUFON means to me and if it has been a source of education for me; and of course I have to see what I have done for MUFON in return.

I joined MUFON in March of 2005 after meeting Joe Jordan, who is your state section director for Brevard County in Florida. Joe is a charismatic sort of fellow whose excitement about anything makes people want to join in with what he is energized about. It wasn’t just Joe who persuaded me to join. I have watched MUFON from afar for many years, probably since its inception. I was brought up in the UFO culture, my dad having been an ardent researcher, even before MUFON came into being.

So aside from Joe’s excitement about MUFON; what other things attracted me to your organization? Well, primarily it was the scientific study of the phenomenon. I was a seeing is believing sort of guy early on in my life and I believed that only science could answer all of life’s questions. In my younger days I felt that if I couldn’t touch it, it didn’t exist. I felt a sort of kindred spirit with MUFON because I felt that it saw things through the same glasses that I looked at the world through.

James, we have corresponded before and you know my take on things. We’ve met twice in Roswell, New Mexico during the UFO Festival. You also know me because I sent a letter to you a couple of years ago explaining my take on the UFO and alien abduction phenomenon and also I sent you a letter where I made a plea to the UFO community to listen to the Biblical Christian angle on UFO and their occupants. You were kind enough to write back to me and to explain that you would try to print my letter in the MUFON UFO Journal and you explained that you needed to run the letter by your editor for approval. Knowing that you are the international director, and that you could have printed it if you wanted to, I took the silence that followed as a polite brush off of me and my views. That’s okay though because I am the sort of person who realizes that things don’t always work out in these regards.

Later that same year I wrote a letter to you and asked you if you had considered putting a Christian Researcher on your staff, or at least one who could contribute to your Journal and you wrote back and told me that the only way that I could fill such a responsibility is if I had a Masters Degree in Divinity (or religion, I can’t remember now) which pretty well ended any Christian’s ambition in such things; seeing that there are no courses in any Theology College that I know of that offers a degree in UFO and/or alien abduction studies.

Wondering if your polite brush off was just toward me, or toward the Christian UFO Research Community in general, I set out to ask questions of some of my colleagues. I contacted several of them, all who are current of former members of MUFON and they all told me that MUFON takes no delight in Christians doing research and that they too have been snubbed. One such person is Jim Wilhelmsen, who has done years of study into the UFO phenomenon, and was an expert of NAZI ufology long before any of the current so called “credible” people came onto the scene.

People like Joe Jordan, of CE4 Research, who as I mentioned above is a State Section Director of your organization, and who has investigated hundreds of alien abduction cases, to my knowledge has never been interviewed by MUFON about his research. Why is this James; maybe because he is a believer in Jesus Christ?

James, one of the things that Jesus Christ told us is that you can tell a tree by its fruit. If MUFON truly is purely scientific in nature in their research, they will prove that premise by their works. I do believe that MUFON started out with purely scientific motives because the original Mission Statement stated MUFON’s purpose:

MUFON’s mission is the systematic collection and analysis of UFO data, with the ultimate goal of learning the origin and nature of the UFO phenomenon.

Scientific Method is denoted in the statement above. Earlier in the decade however, MUFON decided to change its mission statement to read the following:

MUFON’s Mission is the Scientific Study of UFOs for the Benefit of Humanity Through Investigation, Research and Education.

In the original statement it is stated that “the ultimate goal of learning the origin and nature of the UFO phenomenon.” If the current statement supersedes the first then one can only assume that MUFON has come to the determination that UFOs and/or their occupants are benevolent. Basically, your current statement says that now that MUFON has found that UFOs and their occupants are benevolent, we are now going to research their ways, using science and that you will educate the public about their benevolence and mankind will benefit from what you find.

Actually James, this comes as no surprise to me, and probably to others. I’ve taken the time to go through my past volumes of the MUFON Journal and have discovered something. When John Schuessler was director there was rarely, if any mentions of things that might be deemed occult or New Age. However, since you have taken the reigns there has been an explosion of such things such as:

1. A review of a book titled; “From Sirius to Earth – A Therapist Discovers Soul Exchange”
2. An advertisement for a book titled; “Diary of a Psychic Visionary.” – Advertised for nearly a year.

I know that other occurrences exist but I don’t have more time to research these things.  James, I know what you are thinking. You’re thinking that I forget that you let me put an ad in the Journal about our Counseling webpage; The Alien Abduction Crisis Centers of America, and technically you might have a point, but nowhere in our ad did we mention Christianity or our basis in the Bible.

James, we are grateful for the opportunity to advertise in the Journal, but at the same time we think that a Journal that is printed by an organization that claims to have foundations in real science really shouldn’t be advertising occult or New Age things. You are scientific, or you are not, there is no middle road.

Well, that brings me to my next to final point. It is quite obvious that there is a reason why people with such a scientific background haven’t found out the truth yet. That reason is that the entities that inhabit the craft aren’t of a solely physical nature, but are a physical manifestation of a spiritual origin (or interdimensional origin if you like that word better) that science will never be able to explain as long as it denies the spiritual world, specifically God (The God of Abraham, Isaac and Jacob).

Finally James, I don’t know exactly what is happening with MUFON, but I know that it is changing, and I don’t like the change. Judging from what I have seen, I can only surmise that you know that science can’t explain these things, but the spiritual can. You are starting to go over to the occult explanation of UFOs and alien abduction which will lead to the occult sciences which will sometime down the road lead to some sort of demon worship. I know that it sounds so farfetched that you are considering throwing this letter in the garbage but before you do, mark my words. You and the others in MUFON are getting into things that will ultimately lead to your spiritual demise and if you don’t put a check on it your eternal condition is in jeopardy. I challenge you to go to my webpage about getting saved. Even if you just go there and read it for amusement, read it. If you take it seriously, it will change your life. The page is at www.delusionresistance.org/christian/saved.html

In conclusion, I want to inform you that I am resigning my field investigator membership with MUFON. As a believer in Yeshua Ha Mashiach (Jesus Christ) I can no longer continue with an organization that is moving into the occult. Be blessed in mighty ways in Yeshua!

Respectfully

David Ruffino

You know, I really cannot blame MUFON and those who run that organization for what they do. So quickly we Christians point fingers at worldly people, calling them worldly and sinful; but isn’t that the way that the world is supposed to act? It is sort of akin to pointing at the family cat and declaring boldly, “you know what, you’re nothing but a cat.” Sounds sort of foolish huh? But what I think that Yahweh asks of us in these circumstances is that we point out that there is a difference between worldliness and holiness. Most of the world thumb their noses at us for doing this. When working with people who claim to be scientific in their look at the world it is hard to show sin, mainly because they deny Yahweh so that they cannot be put under the burden of being a sinner. There are ways to approach this sort of person, but explaining that would take a whole other paper.

One thing that one can do where scientific minds are concerned is to watch and see if they are violating their own dogma. As I mentioned in the letter to James Carrion, scientists are supposed to deduce things by using scientific method. MUFON was established on that premise. It has always been an uphill struggle to present holy spiritual things to MUFON, its members and the secular UFO community in general. They’re very quick to close their eyes and stop their ears whenever Yahweh is mentioned. This same community however bends their ear, sometimes stealthfully and sometimes in plain sight, to hear the ramblings of New Age fanatics and/or the rantings of any other religious sect; but Christians and Jews who want to present Biblical answers are quickly ignored. If however someone wants to take Biblical scripture and twist it to suit molds such as the ancient astronaut theories, then scripture is allowed as a valid source of information.

It took less than a week for James Carrion to answer my letter to him. I would like to include that letter now and then to write a little about it. Here is the e-mail that I received from Mr. Carrion:

Hi David,

I am sorry to hear that you are resigning as a MUFON Field Investigator and I thank you for your service to MUFON.

I disagree with your assessment that MUFON has become more new age. We are more scientific now than we have been at any time in the past.

As to the aspects of Ufology that may have spiritual/religious connection, I don’t have an opinion one way or the other, and I haven’t ruled it out as a possibility. I do know that there is a huge element of deception in this phenomenon, and the problem lies in trying to determine who or what is responsible for the deception. MUFON does not in any way label the perpetrators as benevolent or malevolent. The bottom line is what don’t know enough to make that determination and are still searching for the answers.

I wish you all the best in your future pursuits.

James

I found the third paragraph of James’ letter to me sort of disturbing. First, I was glad to see that he thinks that there is a lot of deception in the UFO realm and I think that we call all agree on that. He then says that MUFON doesn’t label the “perpetrators” of the deception as benevolent or malevolent. The last time I looked the word “perpetrator” is used for someone who conducts criminal activity. As a matter of fact, the Merriam Webster online dictionary defines the word thusly:

Main Entry: per·pe·trate   Pronunciation: pər-pə-trāt   Function: transitive verb   Inflected Form(s): per·pe·trat·ed; per·pe·trat·ing   Etymology: Latin perpetratus, past participle of perpetrare, from per- through + patrare to accomplish, from pater father  Date: 1537

1 : to bring about or carry out (as a crime or deception) : commit 2 : to produce, perform, or execute (something likened to a crime)

So, knowing what it means to perpetrate something, what could Mr. Carrion be talking about? We know that “benevolent” is a adjective that means that the person or being (as is being suggested in this context) is friendly and has our best intentions as the foundation for their actions. We also know that “malevolent” is the exact opposite of “benevolent.” It is fairly easy to come to terms with the idea that evil beings can bring evil intentions (deceptions) upon mankind, but why does Mr. Carrion lump supposedly “good” beings in with this. It doesn’t seem possible to reconcile the notion that benevolent beings can bring deceptions.

There is however one way that this can be reconciled, and it comes from the annals of UFO thought and conjecture. This conjecture is that since the supposed extraterrestrials are “more advanced” than we are socially and intellectually, then perhaps this can be compared to a scientist in relation to a laboratory rat. In the halls of medical research rats are taken and caged. Rats are experimented on, cut into, injected with foreign fluids and more; all in the name of research and for the ultimate betterment of the researchers and in perhaps some cases, even for the rats.

There are some in the UFO research community, and even some of the UFO enthusiasts who think that since these beings are much more advanced than mankind (in their opinion), that the morals and values of these advanced beings (if they are capable of morals and values) supersede the morals and values of humankind. In other words, since they’re more advance, then their ways are more advanced too. Their thought is that giving that their contention is correct, we should submit ourselves to these “higher ideals” and let the alien have their way with us, much like the laboratory rats do not rebel, but let the scientists conduct experiments on them. I am reminded of the character Pastor Matthew Collins in the 1953 production of “War of The Worlds.” In this film there is a pastor who is the uncle of the mail female character, Sylvia Van Buren. As the first of the Martian machines comes out of its nest the pastor gets the strange idea that he wants to be peacemaker, figuring that since the beings are more advanced they should be “closer to the Creator for that very reason.” Well, the pastor was wrong and he gets zapped by the Martian death ray and is no more. Technologically advanced usually means the opposite when it comes to morals and values. For some reason we really don’t read accounts about 19th century America that mention the murder of the unborn, pornography, child abduction or rampant homosexual activity. But what is the difference between then and now? Hmmm, oh that’s right, they believed in Yahweh and lived by His laws and precepts.

The fallen angel agenda also plays into the notion that all that we see, all we feel, all we hear, smell and taste all happened because of evolution. Such people have taken the “God Equation” out of the mix, reducing us down to common animals that are not endowed by Yahweh with inalienable rights. This is yet another way that evolution and the UFO enigma have interwoven themselves together. Throw into the mix that the “aliens” are telling many of the abductees and contactees that they are the ones who have created us through DNA manipulation and there is nothing left but to line up much as cows do at the slaughter yard.

This is the only way that anyone could ever subscribe to the notion that benevolent creatures are the authors of deception. This also has to be the meaning of the change of the mission statement for MUFON which reads:

MUFON’s Mission is the Scientific Study of UFOs for the Benefit of Humanity Through Investigation, Research and Education.

In 1962 an episode of The Twilight Zone aired with an interesting plot which should be taken as a warning to humankind. In the episode, titled “To Serve Man,” an alien race comes to earth and they promise to bring peace and to share their technology. Almost everyone on earth are taken in by these “benevolent” visitors who end world hunger, bring peace and prolong the lifespan of people. They bring to the United Nations a the book in their language with bears the title of the episode, “To Serve Man.” Linguists spend days trying to crack the language of the visitors and all but one give up. The main character decides that he is going to trust the aliens and he goes so far as to book travel on one of the spacecraft to go to the alien’s planet. As he climbs the stairs for the craft his coworker (who didn’t give up on cracking the language) runs up to the line and tells the man to not to go. She tells him that the book that the aliens left was really a cookbook. It is too late and the man is taken into the craft.

What does this have to do with MUFON and their mission statement? It is quite easy really. If what is written is correct, and MUFON believes that these entities are benevolent (with deceptive intentions) then they have bought the lie that our supposed “extraterrestrial visitors” are trying to convey; that they are really looking out for our best interests, according to what their (the aliens) definition of “best interests” really is. Granted, I do not believe that MUFON believes that we are livestock for the alien visitors, but like their mission statement says, they’re going to investigate what those intentions are and they will research those intentions and then they will educate themselves and later, the public about those intentions.

All of this has to do with knowledge and the power that comes to the possessor of that knowledge. Those of us who know the truth about these entities know that they impart power to their pawns, until of course they find other more willing pawns. I have no doubt that the principalities and powers behind UFO’s, the entities we know as fallen angels, will give MUFON the answers. I personally have seen the change in MUFON. Just the fact that they advertise occult books is proof enough for me. People who are bent on scientific knowledge of anything will fervently dismiss anything occult however, those who have dabbled or desire to dabble in occult things will promote those things.

In the March 2009 Delusion Resistance Newsletter I made mention to the letter that I sent to Mr. Carrion and the response that I had received from him. These are the same letters that are in the above paragraphs of this document. About a week later I received a letter from one of the members of the Delusion Resistance who lives in the Northwest. In his letter he told me that he also thinks that MUFON is leaning toward the New Age, and he supplied me with some evidence which had been sent to him in July of 2008. This letter came from MUFON Oregon and I found it to be quite distressing. With this fresh in my mind I wrote another letter to Mr. Carrion. Here is the letter that I sent to him:

Dear Mr. Carrion,

In a recent letter to me in regard to MUFON leaning New Age you said that MUFON isn’t leaning that way and that is more scientific than ever. I got a letter from an associate who sent me an e-mail from MUFON Oregon where they’re encouraging people to go to a Edgar Cayce Retreat where there was a Psychic, whose talk was “Near Death Experiences and The Development of Intuitive and channeling abilities;” another woman who labels herself as an “animal psychic;” and Jim Sparks who was about “the agenda of these beings and the spirit message that they bring to humanity.” James, if these things aren’t new age to you then maybe you should research what the New Age is all about. Just thought you might want to know. If you want proof I have I have attached the Edgar Cayce event calendar to this mailing and you can read the Oregon MUFON Newsletter below. Please write back if you wish.

Respectfully – David Ruffino

The following is the letter from MUFON Oregon that was sent to my friend: Sent out to recepients Tuesday, June 03, 2008 9:29 PM

Greetings to all MUFON members and friends,

Please remember to visit our website, www.oregonmufon.com

Our meeting will be Tuesday, June 10, at 7:00 p.m. at the regular location.

Please see the attached document regarding the Edgar Cayce group Fall Retreat. Abductee Jim Sparks will be the main speaker at their retreat the weekend of September 19 – 21. Raymond and Nobie Tarpey, who operate the local Edgar Cayce Group, were guests at one of our meetings where we saw the video of Jim Sparks. They have asked me to let all of you know about this event, and to send the flyer out to all of you.

Agenda:

(1) Organizational business and financial report. About 5 minutes; Tom.

(2) Announcements of events: MUFON Symposium; Edgar Cayce group Fall Retreat. Tom.

(3) Investigations in progress. About 15 minutes; field investigators.

(4) Open discussion.

The meeting will be held in the conference room at Bourne Plaza, 1441 SE 122nd Ave, Portland. This is a business complex on the west side of SE 122nd, across from a Portland Fire Bureau station, between Stark and Division. The entrance door is marked with number 1441 and is on the north side of the parking lot. If you need more specific directions, please call or e-mail me.

For those who wish to grab a bite to eat with us before the meeting, please meet at about 5:45 p.m. at the Thai Garden restaurant on SE 122nd, just south of Stark, next to the Bank of America Branch.

Sincerely,

xxx xxxxxx

MUFON OR State Director

On Friday, March 20, 2009  at 3:03 PM I received a letter from Mr. Carrion in which he answered the concerns that I had written in my last letter:

Hi David,

As you know, MUFON is a decentralized organization where state chapters have local leadership and manage their own organizations. I am sure that Oregon MUFON is not the only State Chapter sponsoring such unscientific lectures, but MUFON HQ as a central organization prescribes to scientific standards. If you look for example at the lineup of speakers for the International Symposium this year, it will be apparent that New Age topics are not part of those lectures.

Best wishes,

James

After reading Mr. Carrion’s response to me I was bothered by it. I had been a member of MUFON for four years and I knew that within that time that MUFON had indeed had New Age speakers hosted in their symposiums, but I could not figure out when it happened or which symposium that had occurred at. Consulting with someone about this they reminded me of a talk by someone named Marshall Summers. Having been pointed in the right direction I scanned through the symposium data from the past four years and found the website for “Allies of Humanity,” which explains Mr. Summer’s thoughts about life and philosophy, and which also has the transcript for his talk at the 2006 MUFON Symposium. It didn’t take very long to find things in Mr. Summer’s speech that showed clearly that his talk was highly New Age in content. Having this information I again wrote to James Carrion about his affirmation that MUFON is not leaning toward a New Age agenda and that they don’t have New Age speakers. Even if none were scheduled for the 2009 symposium, they did have at least one of them speak in the past three years. Here is the letter that I sent to James Carrion asking him to lay his cards down on the table:

Hi James,

I hope you do not mind just one more letter. Thank you for your last letter which explained to me that MUFON is decentralized and that the actions of various state and local offices isn’t sanctioned by MUFON. In your letter you mentioned that MUFON does not take a New Age stance and I still find that a bit hard to digest. If you will permit me, I would like to refresh your memory of the 2006 MUFON Symposium. One of the speakers in that symposium was a fellow named Marshall Summers. His organization is called “Allies of Humanity.” The title of his presentation was “THE ALIEN AGENDA AND THE ETHICS OF CONTACT.” The transcript of his talk at the 2006 MUFON convention is on his website located at: http://www.alliesofhumanity.org/mufon2006transcript-ethics-of-contact.php . From some clippings of his talk which I have provided for you below, it is quite clear that Mr. Summers had a New Age agenda in the talk. I know that MUFON must screen the speakers and review their content before the symposium and that anything that a speaker would say that would offend MUFON or teach against what MUFON’s core beliefs are, would be restricted from speaking. Any responsible organization (which MUFON claims to be) would take such measures to ensure fidelity to the essential core beliefs that it adheres to. Knowing that MUFON is an organization that would protect itself from the problems that could arise from allowing unorthodox views from tainting its credibility, it is fairly safe to assume with impunity therefore that MUFON must condone the thoughts and actions of Marshall Summers and his organization as being in line with the beliefs of MUFON. That having been said, this assumption is further established as true by the fact that Allies of Humanity has been an advertiser repetitively for many months in the MUFON Journal. Here are some of the things that Summers said during his talk in the 2006 MUFON Symposium:

In 1983, I had, for want of a better word, an epiphany—contact with a spiritual Presence [doesn’t sound scientific to me] so powerful that it completely blew up my life. This wasn’t a still small voice experience. This wasn’t a little voice in the ethers. This was a consuming Presence. And I had been teaching inner guidance for seven years prior to having this experience, [inner guidance is a New Age teaching] so I thought I understood what this was going to be or what this was. And one of the consequences of this encounter, which continued for me, was the idea, the message that we are emerging into a Greater Community of life and we must prepare, that our understanding of contact is not an adventure in consciousness, it is not a science project—it is the big thing, the big rumbling, the big change that many people—I’m sure many of you—have been feeling for a long time, this sense that the world we live in is going to go through some kind of fundamental shift or change. [like maybe ushering in the New Age] And we feel that inside of ourselves—so much so that I’m sure many of you have had to re-do your life internally, maybe several times over, because you’re moving towards something that is important. You’re trying to get to a place of understanding. While everyone else is looking for comfort and consolation, you keep pushing the envelope, trying to put it together.

As a result of this contact, I received Steps to Knowledge, a 500-page book, in 14 days. I received Greater Community Spirituality, the Theology of Contact, 27 chapters, in four days. [automatic writing] This was material I had never read anywhere, heard anywhere or seen anywhere. And it was this Presence that prepared me for contact with the Allies of Humanity [a spiritual presence] and enabled me to receive the two series of briefings between 1997 and the year 2000. It was not an experience that I wanted to have. I had seen some other “channeled material” [so he’s a New Age channeler] with extraterrestrials, and I was not very impressed. But this happened, and I allowed it to happen. And because of this, the Allies of Humanity briefings are here today. I’m going to share some of these briefings with you tonight. [so he admits that he’s New Age and MUFON allowed him to continue to speak] After saying a few words, I’m going to show a little audiovisual presentation. And I’d like to ask you for this evening, for the time being, to just consider the result of this message, which is far bigger than anything I could present to you in the time that I have with you tonight. [Note: brackets mine]

James, I understand that MUFON is a network and that in regard to the concerns that I voiced in my last letter to you, you said that state and local chapters have the freedom to what they want in their meetings and such. James, that would be okay if it wasn’t for the fact that the name MUFON is placed at the very front of each and every chapter. Since MUFON allows their name to be placed in such a precarious position then they become guilty by association no matter how much MUFON Headquarters tries to deny culpability. For instance James, what if one of the chapters started some strange sort of religious sect like Heaven’s Gate and they all killed themselves? The press would see that their name had MUFON in front of it and I don’t have to tell you what the press would do then. Allowing state and local chapters to run amok without central guidance is one or more accidents waiting to happen.

So you see James, no matter how hard you try to convince me or anyone else that MUFON isn’t leaning toward a New Age foundation, replacing the scientific one that it was founded with; it won’t convince people like me and others who hold meaning to the words and actions said and done by others. You can be in denial all that you want, but those of us who see MUFON losing its grip on good science while it slides into the New Age agenda will not stop trying to convince you and others that you need to grab hold of the roots of science or you will be swept away in the New Age tidal wave that is sweeping over the land.

Respectfully

David Ruffino

This texts is being written only a day after I sent the letter to Mr. Carrion. I will append this article when and if I receive a letter from him.

I think that it is pretty clear that there is a doctrinal infidelity within MUFON. I am just one man who is addressing this issue and it is possible that there are other issues that have not been made clear to me. We as believers in Yeshua Ha Mashiach are told not to be unequally yoked. If MUFON was a purely scientific organization then I could condone my membership with them because true science will always find reason and proof for Yahweh’s existence. Bad science will always turn to the esoteric to find justification for its claims which afterward will cause it to worship the false esoteric entities. MUFON is rapidly moving toward the esoteric and I cannot remain in such an organization.For these reasons, me and The Delusion Resistance have dissolved our relationship with MUFON. As scripture says so eloquently:

Some trust in chariots, and some in horses: but we will remember the name of the LORD our God. They are brought down and fallen: but we are risen, and stand upright. Psalm 20:7-8

And if it seem evil unto you to serve the LORD, choose you this day whom ye will serve; whether the gods which your fathers served that were on the other side of the flood, or the gods of the Amorites, in whose land ye dwell: but as for me and my house, we will serve the LORD. Joshua 24:15

I feel that some levity should be brought to this whole issue. This levity came in the way of a letter from MUFON, dated April 23, 2009 and signed by MUFON International Director James Carrion. I received the letter on May 01, 2009. I now present the content of the letter:

Dear David,

Please note that your membership with MUFON has expired. Since you play such a vital role in the MUFON organization, it is most important that your membership be kept current. We realize there may be extenuating circumstances, which may have caused this oversight on your part to occur, but please take a moment to return your check or money order with the completed renewal form as soon as possible. You are an integral part of the MUFON organization and we want to retain you on the team in our efforts to resolve the UFO phenomenon. Your expiration date is always noted on your ID card, as a reminder when to renew. MUFON also sends expiration reminders in the MUFON Journal for the three months prior to your membership expiring.

We look forward to receiving your renewal and confirmation that you are still dedicated to solving the UFO enigma.

Sincerely,

James P. Carrion
MUFON International Director

Well there are two things that you can do when you get a letter like this. First off I laughed at the letter. After the correspondence that I have had with Mr. Carrion and how I have clearly pointed out that he and his organization aren’t scientific anymore, but that they are New Age, or at the very least they are barreling headlong toward the New Age Movement. I should, be on Mr. Carrion’s top ten hit list for people that he would not welcome back to MUFON. I would assume that my name would be blacklisted or highlighted in yellow marker and/or placed on the “not friendly” list. In all probability I am on such a list, labeled as a troublemaker or a malcontent and I probably fell between the cracks at MUFON.

Secondly, there is surely a vital question that must be asked with this mistake that they have made. That question is, “if MUFON can’t handle such an easy database then how could they possibly be entrusted to keep scientific research databases?” If the easy things can be messed up so easily how can the hard things be navigated. However, when you read the admission of Mr. Carrion, that MUFON is a loosely run organization that doesn’t hold it’s lower levels to accountability, and they cannot distinguish between New Age occult science and real science then it is easy to see how such simple mistakes can be made.

Finally, MUFON has ignored people like Jim Wilhelmsen and myself who have discovered what the UFO enigma really is. The only way that anyone can figure out what UFOs are and who ET really is, is to approach the phenomenon from a standpoint that sees the enigma as having a spiritual foundation. Looking at it from any other standpoint is akin to trying to identify an monitor lizard by looking at zoological books of mammals, avians, and insects. Without a book on reptiles you can come to some vague conclusions that will never lead you anywhere and might even leave you more confused than when you started. Only when you have a book on reptiles can you then identify that the animal that is in front of you is a monitor lizard. It is only then that you find out that that contrary to your previous opinion, this lizard is aggressive, especially in packs and that if you are bitten by one of them you will most likely die from infection if you aren’t treated immediately. When UFOs and aliens are studied from a Biblical background they are found to be spiritual and contrary to your hopes and desires, they are malevolent and will harm you eventually if you do not come against them in Jesus’ name, which is the only thing that ever works.

So unless I receive any more correspondence from MUFON or any of its officers I feel that this matter is closed. MUFON has refused to listen to me or to Jim Wilhelmsen or any of our many associates. In Jesus’ name I hereby turn MUFON over to its own devices and those of the enemy. They refuse help and they refuse to know the truth. So let them pursue the lie if they so wish. We however will continue to serve Yahweh (the Lord God of Israel) and we will press forward in the war as warriors of the Kingdom of Heaven, led victoriously into every battle through Yeshua Ha Mashiach (Jesus Christ) and in the power and authority of His Name!

Wherefore God also hath highly exalted him, and given him a name which is above every name: That at the name of Jesus every knee should bow, of things in heaven, and things in earth, and things under the earth; And that every tongue should confess that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father. Philippians 2:9-11

 

© 2009 David Ben Yakov (David Ruffino)

CATHOLICISM AND THE UFO REALITY

By

David Ben Yakov

 

I preface this document by making a disclaimer. Some might well see the title of this article and think that it is an attempt to malign the Catholic people. Please read the entire contents of the article. I love Catholic people and most of my ancestors were of the Catholic faith. The purpose of this article is to show how Roman Catholicism, in its perpetual attempt to win converts and keep those who are already in the church, will use any means possible even if it means embracing new ideas, though they are unsound or unholy according to Yahweh and his Holy Word, the Bible.

The article below and the interview that follows concern a certain Monsignor in the Roman Catholic religion. When I was talking to Resistance Brother Jeff about this article he asked me what a Monsignor is and I didn’t know. So, after a bit of study in the Wikipedia Online Encyclopedia the following definition and description is offered.

Well, after reading all of that are you confused? Now can you see why Yahweh hates politics in the Church? When you read in Revelation about how Yeshua hates the practices of the Nicolatians you now know why. When I stand before Yeshua I want Him to say “welcome David, my good and faithful servant.” People with authority like above will come in announce themselves a high potentate rootin tootin the grand pubah of the ninth district of (you pick the city) and in most cases Yeshua will say, “depart from me workers of evil as I never knew you.” These sort of people spend their whole lives climbing the corporate ladder of Catholicism (and other mainline sects) blind to the real intent of what true service is. If you’re reading this and are in the religious hierarchy of the Catholic or any other similar structured church and are offended, well maybe you need to be offended in order to wake up. But those of you who still have some inkling of truth in you will realize that what I’ve written is the truth and perhaps you’ll be led to true repentance.

It is no secret that we at the Delusion Resistance are fighters of what is called extraterrestrial, whether it be the beings that pass themselves off as being outer worldly; or the philosophy that they perpetuate. With that in mind, I’d like to present to you an article that was featured in the MUFON (Mutual UFO Network) Journal, May of 2006. Below is that article. Let’s read it and then talk about it a little bit:

 

Monsignor Corrado Balducci says Mexico blessed with UFO Sightings

By Paola Leopizzi Harris

www.paolaharris.it

 

At a conference in Rome organized by Starworks Italia and Area 51 Magazine featuring special guest Mexican journalist Jamie Maussan, Monsignor Corrado Balducci told the audience that Mexico was blessed with so many sightings because of its incredible openness and faith.

He says he will continue to be spokesman for the opening up of public opinion and church attention toward the people from the stars. “I will ask the Vatican to dedicate the religious feast Christ, and King of the Universe to include “all its inhabitants.”

Both Maussan and Monsignor Balducci were awarded the International George Adamski Award at the event in Rome.

Maussan explained to the audience that he became interested in the UFO phenomenon after viewing them when they appeared during the last solar eclipse over Mexico.

“After that,” he said, “I told the Mexican people to look to the skies to record the objects with their digital cameras. Now, I have more footage of flotillas, of moving orbs, and of flying humanoids than any other journalist.”

“I am now getting films of live aliens after showing the amateur cell phone footage taken by boys playing soccer who encountered a tall being who tried to grab one of the boys.” [See February 2006 Journal.]

After seeing these films, Monsignor Balducci said that the Vatican is very interested in this phenomenon, and that he was designated spokesman.

He told the audience that he had written a note about the importance of his presence at the x-conference in Washington, DC, in 2005 to the current Pope Benedict the sixteenth, and that he also knew that the late Pope John Paul followed his TV appearances speaking about UFOs.

He added that, in the Bible, Jesus is called “King of the Universe” and that in this phrase it is understood as the “universe and its inhabitants.”

“There is such a variety of animal and plant species on the planet, do we not assume God would only create one type of life?” he asks. “I always wish to be the spokesman for these star peoples who also are part of God’s glory, and I will continue to bring it to the attention of the Holy Mother Church.”

“Opinions in favor of the habitability of other worlds are held not only by secular scientists, but also theologists and people who died and were made saints.”

“I can also mention Cardinal Cusano (1402-1464), who wrote, ‘There is no star from which we are authorized to exclude the existence of beings, who may even be different to us.'”

“The Jesuit and astronomer, Father Angelo Secchi (1818-1866), wrote, ‘It’s absurd to consider the worlds that surround us as uninhabited deserts.’ And I could go on.”

Oh, where should I begin to dissect this article. Well, let’s start with the Catholic Church appointing Balducci spokesman for the Vatican concerning the UFO phenomena. By doing this act, the Roman church has officially accepted an extraterrestrial reality. This should in no way come as a shock to anyone who has studied this entity (the church) in any depth. Catholicism has always gone out of it’s way to adopt many of the traditions of any and all societies that it has infiltrated. In Mexico and other Latin American cultures the church accepts and participates in such events as “The Day of The Dead,” a day to celebrate dead ancestors; a pagan festival. As a matter of fact, in all of Latin America, Catholicism had compromised true faith in Yeshua in order to gain converts. It seems that quantity is more important than quality where the church in Rome is concerned. It would be no different that a Christian becoming a bartender, offering people the mind altering drug of alcohol and then claiming that they were doing it to evangelize the “happy hour” crowd. Whenever Holiness is compromised it rarely leads to righteousness, but to utter destruction.

So the Pope follows the antics of Monsignor Balducci? Well, throughout history Popes have endorsed a variety of debacles and travesties. Popes gave lands and rewards to those who murdered upwards of 70 million Bible believing Christians over the centuries. My German heritage is low royalty and acquired land from just such a sin. Popes have condoned inquisitions, pogroms and other atrocities. Popes have presided over counsels that have in essence elevated Yeshua’s mother to equality with and even higher authority than her son; the only Begotten of El Elyon. The fruits of the Popes are for the most part, rotten worm ridden emblems barely hanging on a diseased tree. So, when the article says that the Popes and their many minions are keeping an eye on the extraterrestrial agenda; it doesn’t only not surprise me, but it makes me remark, “man, about time they admitted it.”

Is Yeshua called “King of The Universe” in the Bible? A study of the King James Version and the Catholic Bible (The Latin Vulgate) yield no such phrase. Sure, one can find scriptures that imply that Yeshua is King of The Universe, and we know it to be true, but Balducci is quoting a phrase (quotation marks his, not mine) that is not there. So much for his being a respected theologian.

Then the issues of “being made saints” come into view. Anyone who has read the Bible knows that saints are people who come to faith in Yeshua through a Born Again relationship with The Father through Yeshua. Faith in Yeshua makes people saints, not some starched collared bigot who thinks that he is God’s vicar on earth.

But we’ve been able to save the best for last. Balducci talks about two men (Catholic scholars) who supposedly prove to him that acceptance of an extraterrestrial reality is not a new idea in the church realm. First we have Cardinal Cusano who believed that people actually lived on stars. He didn’t mention planets, but stars. Star systems (stars with planets orbiting them) were not a concept during the time that Cusano lived. As a matter of fact, in his time it was universally accepted that Earth was unique in the universe and a special abode for creation of life; and the only abode at that. It was also thought at that time that the earth stood in one place and that the sun and planets orbited the earth. Amusingly enough, it was also thought that the earth was flat; something that Columbus, some 28 years after the death of Cusano had in the the back of his head during his trip to the new world. Also note that it wasn’t until 1530 that Copernicus published his De Revolutionibus which proved the true state of the solar system and the movements of the planets.

We then come to who Balducci titles; “The Jesuit and astronomer, Father Angelo Secchi” who claimed that it was absurd that the surrounding planets in our solar system were deserts that could not support life. Gee, who do I want to believe; a Jesuit astronomer who made an ignorant claim, or the many space craft that have flown by all of those worlds and found some of them to be desert wastelands, some uninhabitable ice worlds, and some, giant worlds with noxious and poisonous gas that would make life impossible. I think I’ll side with the scientific and photographic proof.

Sorry Monsignor Balducci, but your suppositions are cracked vessels that can hold no water and your supposed theologians are at the very best quite ignorant. Bailiff, call the next witness.

AND HERE’S AN INTERVIEW WITH BALDUCCI:

Before we go on to scrutinize the next article I have to make something clear. I found this article on the internet and it was in raw text format. The article clearly stated that the author wanted to be contacted before the article was used in any publication. There was not a copyright assigned to the article, but one was implied by the request. The Delusion Resistance has tried numerous ways to contact the author. The e-mail address at the beginning of the article is no good; the mail being rejected with a “mailbox not found” error. Writing to the author of the website resulted in our being told that he didn’t have any address for Mr. Forgione. Finally, letters sent to an Italian magazine where Mr. Forgione is said to be a contributor have yielded no response. Therefore, we consider this article to be public domain. My notes will be interspersed after each answer and will be italicized.

Interview with Monsignor Corrado Balducci

“Other intelligent beings exist”

The reality of the UFO phenomenon and its theological implications: using reason, extraterrestrials are here. A glimpse of their nature and a mention of the Third Secret of Fatima.

by Adriano Forgione
(translation from Italian by Dawn A. Bissel)

I met Monsignor Corrado Balducci at the Second Ufological Conference of Ancona, entitled “Alien civilizations: between doubt and reason” on 17 April 1999. Balducci, a demonologist of the Vatican is a very open person with a pleasant manner who is quite well known in the ufological circuit for having openly declared that he believes in the possibility that extraterrestrial intelligences are interacting with Earth. Are his statements made on behalf of the Vatican? I tried to examine the religious repercussions of contact with Monsignor Balducci.

Monsignor, where does your interest in extraterrestrial intelligences spring from?

I really became interested in ufology a couple of years ago, even though I started talking about it on TV about four years ago, in 1995. Actually, it all started in 1959 when I began to devote my time to studying demonology. As I had to explore fields such as psychiatry and parapsychology, I indirectly came into contact with topics linked to ufology. I remember that in the Fifties, there was a tendency to deny at all costs the object of parapsychological studies amongst the public, some scientists and also amongst us clergymen. They said that there was no basis for acknowledging parapsychology and phenomena which were called nonsense and fantasy. To put it simply, they denied everything. This was reflected in ufology, which is linked to other frontier topics. As I collected material, I realized that this generalized denial stemmed from illogical fanaticism. There must be something there, even if you just use your common sense, and, using reason, the phenomenon is undeniable. Strict criticism goes against common sense because it goes against the value of human testimonies. In recent years, accounts of ufological events have greatly increased and yet there are still too many people who tend to pass everything off as nonsense. Of course, in many cases, natural phenomena for example, may be wrongly interpreted, but it’s absolutely unthinkable to put everything into that category. Total skepticism is completely unjustified.

First, Mr. Balducci says that he has studied demonology and parapsychology. Demonology is pretty easy to define; the study of demons and their behavior. Some sources on the internet ascribe the title of exorcist to Mr. Balducci, which would fit into this scenario. Separating demonology from parapsychology is something that someone not versed in these things might see as a valid practice. But, when you consider that those of us who have had brushes with demons and know their practices and manifestations know that reality, parapsychology is only the study of the effects of demonic activity. As a matter of fact, the definition of parapsychology in the Merriam Webster Online Dictionary is:

Main Entry: para·psy·chol·o·gy
Pronunciation: "par-&-(")sI-'kä-l&-jE
Function: noun
Etymology: International Scientific Vocabulary
: a field of study concerned with the investigation of evidence for paranormal psychological phenomena (as telepathy, clairvoyance, and psychokinesis)

It would be akin to someone studying baseball pitchers (pitcherology) and then also studying (throwingology), words made up of course, but only to prove a point.

Now if a person studied demonology they would be familiar with several aspects of demons; assuming of course that they were being taught right. Lord knows that the Catholic Church takes some bizarre turns in its teaching on what should be simple Biblical precepts, so I guess that perhaps their stance on demonology could be warped too. Aside from that, a simple study of UFO’s, their behavior; their supposed occupants and their behavior; and the anti-Christian message that they promote tips off even the most novice researcher that these entities are anti-Bible and anti-Christ. The only way that a person could not see it is if they are biased toward the “aliens” and blinded because of that bias.

And what’s happening at the moment in your field?

I’ve never told anyone this, but I’ll tell you: some theologists have said to me “Balducci, what are you doing, it’s all just fantasy! “, and they were important theologists, not just anyone. Then when I explained my interest, I defended it tooth and nail so as to say that it’s time to change this attitude because if we go on like this, we’ll end up weakening and destroying the value of human testimonies. This is what worries me because human testimonies are the basis for our life as an individual, our life in society but above all the basis for the spiritual life of Christians, given that the Divine Revelation is a historical fact that was testified to. God’s Revelation is testified to by people and by the gospels. If we believe in the accounts of Biblical miracles, then using reason, we must also believe the accounts of extraordinary events that happen today. It’s obvious that we must prove that every affirmation is based on credible foundations. Above all, I decided to get involved in ufology in order to defend human testimonies.

When answering the second question, Mr. Balducci goes out of his way to stress that when dealing with the UFO question, we have to consider the testimonies. He alludes to the fact that testimonies are very important, even talking about the Gospels in the Bible and how they were written by witnesses to the events enclosed therein. I agree that testimonies are very important. But Mr. Balducci left out that there are many testimonies that prove that the entities that purport to come to us from other worlds often show that they are not benign, but in fact hostile. What about the testimonies of forced abduction, rape, physical examination against the will of the victim and the psychological scars that so many abductees have.

What about the evidence that comes to us from people who claim that they have been given a special message concerning the religious state of this world. Many of those messages refer to Messiah Yeshua (whom Balducci also claims to represent) saying he’s not divine, but one of their own who came to enlighten the world. Mr. Balducci, make up your mind; either you’re for Messiah Yeshua, the only begotten Son of God, or you’re not. You can’t serve two masters.

And finally, what about the testimonies that prove that abductions can be stopped by using the name of Yeshua (Jesus). On our PAAPSI site we have numerous cases where abductions were terminated using Yeshua’s name. If Mr. Balducci were really a bonafide demonologist he would know that the demons quake at the mere mention of Yeshua’s name. Two plus two still equals four in our universe Mr. Balducci.

On various occasions you have said that the occupants of UFOs could be more highly evolved spiritually than we are.

I must start by saying that angels do not use spaceships. As purely spiritual beings, they are where they want to be and if they wanted to show themselves, they wouldn’t have any trouble taking on  visible forms. So, when we talk about extraterrestrials, we have to think either of beings like us or, preferably, other types of beings who always combine a spiritual part with a material part, a body, even though they have a different relationship compared with us terrestrial humans.

It’s true that angels are spiritual beings. It is also true that they can manifest in the physical. But who is to say that an angel can’t manifest as a UFO to dupe the beholder. In every account of abduction that I have read about, the victim becomes immobilized and even if they are not, all mention that they have appeared to be in an altered state of reality. Mr. Balducci evidently doesn’t know the true makeup of the human being. Every human has three parts, the body, the soul (mind) and the spirit. He seems to be ignorant of the fact that each of us is a spiritual being as well as a physical being. We always combine a spiritual form with a physical one, but are blind to this because of our fallen state. If Balducci had read his Bible at any length he would know this. Yeshua himself made a statement on the Mount of Olives when the disciples had fallen asleep after he had asked them to be alert and pray for him. He said, “the spirit is willing, but the flesh is weak.” By the testimony of the very person Balducci is supposed to represent here on earth we can see that mere humans are fleshly beings, each one having a unique spirit of his or her own.

And  yes Mr. Balducci, angels of either variety, godly or fallen, can manifest in the physical. In the case of extraterrestrials, that form is often a little gray creature, but sometimes come in reptilian or insectoid varieties. And Mr. Balducci, you can bet your life that they have a different relationship with Yahweh than we do. They have fallen and have no chance whatsoever at any redemptive process to bring themselves back to Yahweh. Their state is such that Yahweh created a special place for them to live for eternity, and if you haven’t read it sir, it is called the Lake of Fire. You sir, on the other hand, have a chance like the rest of humanity of getting right with Yahweh and I pray that you do it before it’s too late!

Nowadays, science accepts the existence of forms of life in the cosmos, even though it doesn’t want to take into account the fact that these intelligences could already be here in our planetary sphere, at least in an obvious form. How does theology tackle this problem?

Opinions in favour of the habitability of other worlds are held not only by secular scientists, but also theologists and people who died and were made saints like Padre Pio. The book written in 1974 by the priest Don Nello Castello, “Padre Pio” (“Thus Spoke Padre Pio”), says that someone in Padre Pio’s confraternity asked him “Father, I thought Earth was nothing compared to the stars and all the other planets”, to which Padre Pio replied “Yes, and if we leave the Earth we are nothing. The Lord certainly didn’t restrict his glory to this little planet. On other planets, there will be beings without sin.”. I can also mention Cardinal Niccol Cusano (1401-1464) who wrote “there is no star from which we are authorized  to exclude the existence of beings, who may even be different to us”. The Jesuit and astronomer, Father Angelo Secchi (1818-1866) wrote “It’s absurd to consider the worlds that surround us as uninhabited deserts”. And I could go on and on. Of course, we still don’t have scientific confirmation of this particular issue. However, in the field of theology and the Scriptures we can make some observations. As God’s power is limitless, it is not only possible but also likely that inhabited planets exist. In fact, there is a great difference between angels, who are purely spiritual beings, and ourselves, who are made of spirit and matter and whose soul is limited in its actions by the abilities of the body itself. This is explained by the axiom that Nature doesn’t take jumps. And so it’s likely that the distance between us and angels is reduced by beings who, although they have a body, maybe a more perfect one, have a soul which is less conditioned in its evolution. Probably, not only is this possible and likely but, in my opinion, also desirable. In a not so distant future, these beings could help us, especially on our spiritual path.

I find it quite interesting that Mr. Balducci quotes the figures above with such adoration. For instance, he has no problem quoting an individual named Padre Pio. This person had the audacity to say that he’s convinced that there are planets out in the cosmos that harbor beings that have no sin. Padre Pio obviously didn’t take into account that the whole universe is suffering from atrophy. Basically, that means that it is in a decaying state. This process is a result of sin and sin happened with the rebellion of Adam and Eve. So, if the universe is in decay from the consequences of sin then it is impossible that some planet can have beings who do not suffer the ravages of sin. What this statement is setting people up for is the lie that someday will be perpetuated from beings that will come to earth claiming to have the answers for all of our society’s ills. They in fact even claim now through their contactees that they are more highly evolved than humankind. Mr. Balducci has bought into the lie and the great delusion and he is teaching it. Be careful Mr. Balducci, even now you’re being fitted for quite a large millstone.

I find it quite alarming how, at the end of his answer to this question, it appears that he is setting the stage; preparing if you will, the world for the return of the Nephilim. It is the opinion of not only myself, but many other researchers, that the sperm and ovum that are taken from abductees are being used to create a race of soulless humans who will be infested with the spirits of demons. Anyone who has done serious study of demons knows that the are only the spirits of the Nephilim that lived before the flood and in some cases after the same event. Yahweh has restricted the angels from mating directly with human females like they did before the flood. So, in lieu of that, they are creating bodies so that their sons can live yet again and enslave the world. So it comes as no surprise to me that Mr. Balducci, by making the statement that the beings who will come to help us in our spiritual path will be beings who are less evolved than angels but more evolved than human beings. That is exactly what the Nephilim were and will be again.

Some researchers think that this already happened in the past.

That’s an interesting point. It’s arguable that these beings have been protecting and helping us for a long time. Some people have put forward the hypothesis that some disasters have been avoided thanks to them. If intelligent beings from other planets really existed, we would find the solution as to how to reconcile their existence with Christ’s redemption. If Christ is the centre and head of all creation, no world exists which doesn’t refer to Christ, as everything is under the influence of the divine Word and His glory. And no glory is possible without the existence of intelligent beings who can understand it. In any case, it’s absurd to think that the only form of intelligence is our own. Other intellectual forces, different to the human one and constructed with a different type of structure is not only possible, but extremely probable.

Mr. Balducci is quite crafty in the statement he makes, saying that if intelligent beings from other worlds existed, we would find the solution as to how to reconcile their existence with Christ’s redemption. In the prior section, he quotes a source that says it is possible that there are worlds where there is no sin. So what is it Mr. Balducci, sin or no sin? Why all of the circular reasoning? Well, because the whole subject when presented from the world view or a pseudo-Biblical view can only survive with the use of circular reasoning. Linear reasoning destroys the concept. If a Biblical concept is used in a linear form, starting from Yahweh and ending with Yahweh, and we use Yahweh’s Word then the only explanation for extraterrestrials really points to demonic and evil angelic entities.

But if you’re a Catholic what should really scare you is the phrase that Mr. Balducci uses; “If Christ is the centre and head of all creation..” and should be viewed as suspect of what Balducci really believes. The use of the word “if” causes one to think that Balducci really questions if Messiah is the center. A person who was sure of Messiah’s role in the scheme of things would have used a better word, like the word, “since.” Who does Balducci really represent, one has to wonder?

As a student of the Bible for quite a few years I’ve found that if one studies it quite carefully and diligently, one can find that it has the answer for every question, even in this contemporary time. I feel, and I do believe that my sentiment would be echoed by many other Bible believing Christians, that if Yahweh had created other intelligences (tangible ones that is) He would have told us in His Word. There is no mention in His Word of life existing on other worlds. Maybe that is why so many of the messages that are channeled by mediums or given to abductees from these beings go to such lengths to discredit the Bible. It’s food for thought. So Mr. Balducci should be careful when He says it’s absurd to think that life doesn’t exist elsewhere. If Yahweh didn’t create something it is absurd to believe that it exists.

Is your research personal or is it on behalf of the Vatican?

It’s personal. Twenty years ago, Father Domenico Grasso spoke publicly in favour of the UFO phenomenon. Was it personal research for him too? This research is absolutely personal. The Vatican doesn’t decide anything. We aren’t told “study this or study that” but it gives great freedom of action to individuals. In the Vatican will be pleased when it knows that Balducci too has spoken about ufology. We don’t work according to specific orders, absolutely not.

Okay, but what about guilt by association? The Catholic Church had no problem sanctioning the murder of millions of Protestants during the Reformation and it has never resolved to remove the over 100 anathemas against Protestants. It had no problem with the Inquisitions or other persecutions. Point made; that when the Vatican wants something done it gets done and when it wants something stopped, it will go out of its way to see that it is stopped. The only time that the Vatican gives freedom to individuals is when it knows that the end will justify the means. With that in mind, I find no problem believing that Balducci is working as an investigator and perhaps an ambassador to the so called extraterrestrial agenda. And as is quite evident, he’s a great public relations manager for the same cause.

In your opinion, what are the possible implications of the phenomenon for our current civilization or for the near future, if we acknowledge a possible interaction between man and extraterrestrial intelligences?

That’s a question which leads me to think that it would be better if we knew what these beings are like. I have already gone into this and I justified my opinion with “likely”. What you want to know depends on whether they are inferior or superior to us. If they are like us, there wouldn’t be many implications, as they could have a civilization on the same level as our own. It would be different if they were superior beings. In that case a lot of presuppositions could change.

Okay, so here we have a person who has been studying (at the time of this writing) for 47 years. He started the same year that I was born, 1959. Yet, with all of this time to study, with his supposed intellect concerning demonology, parapsychology and all of the testimonies that point to the malignancy of these entities; he still can’t figure out if the good guys or bad guys.

Okay Mr. Balducci, let’s look at the facts. If they were tangible beings they would have to have a sin nature, since the universe is in atrophy and decay; direct results of a fallen creation. Since that is the case, if they were on the same level as us, they would have to be in decay spiritually. Look at human society today Mr. Balducci, would you want beings like us visiting us; I sure wouldn’t. If they were superior beings then they would be in a greater degree of decay (sin) which all the evidence seems to point to. Fallen angels are just that, fallen, and fallen farther than we are because they were in the direct presence of Yahweh and yet still rebelled.

But the sad story is that Balducci’s sentiments are held by many in society. That is why when the Nephilim finally do arrive, and they have the answers to all of life’s mysteries, can heal diseases and give man a false sense of security; people will flock to them like they are messianic figures. Sad state of affairs we have today and they will only get worse.

According to some studies, visions of Blessed Virgin Mary are connected to the UFO phenomenon. Some associated phenomena seem to be of a ufological nature. What do you think?

It’s absolutely out of the question. For pity’s sake, Our Lady can do what she wants, and definitely doesn’t need a UFO.

Looks like the interviewer really hit a raw nerve with that question. Isn’t it sad that Balducci said a couple of questions prior, “If Christ is the centre and Head of all Creation..” yet when the validity of Mary is brought up she is defended like she has preeminence over El Elyon’s own Son. Simply put, manifestations of Mary are simply an evil principality that comes in a Mary mask to deceive those who have throw out Messiah. It is the same apparition that ancient societies knew as Astarte, Athena, Diana and occultists today refer to as the Queen of Heaven or the Mother. Come on Balducci, you studied demonology, or so you say, so you should know better. 

Two years ago, an article was published in ‘Il Messagero’ which quoted some of your statements about a nuclear war and a celestial cataclysm which will happen within ten years.

That was a sensationalist article. The truth is, I said that they are two risks we are running. The nearest is a nuclear world war, a danger that’s more real when there are two powers involved. So, I speculated on who could be a possible opponent for America, and I said China or the Arab world, but I didn’t mean that this would happen tomorrow. I pointed out that for near future I meant around 2030. China first has to develop its commerce and industry to the point where it has enough military power to involve the West in a future war. (At the time of the interview, the war in Kosovo was already under way – Ed). The danger could also be that Russia, being in a destitute state, has already sold arms, technology and people to Third World countries. But I think that however small a country is, it thinks before dropping an atomic bomb on the USA.

Finally, something we can agree on. It looks like Balducci perhaps has read his Bible a little bit anyway. Can you say Ezekiel 38-39. But one thing I disagree about is the time frame. Perhaps we should consider sometime before 2012. 

And what do you think the other, more distant danger is? An asteroid hitting Earth.

I hadn’t thought of that. I was actually referring to an ecological crisis which is growing because of the increase in pollution which is faster than any human corrective measure. But of course I’m not talking about only surviving ten years.

Well Mr. Balducci, did you ever hear of the Book of Revelation? Check it out where it talks about a mountain falling into the sea. Asteroid maybe? Wait till Yahweh starts pouring out His wrath on Earth, you’re going to see one heck of an ecological disaster.

Staying with this issue, in an edition of the magazine ‘Visto’ three years ago, you partly confirmed the text of the Third Secret of Fatima which has been around for thirty years but has never been backed by the Church.

Yes. There are two things in the Third Secret of Fatima. Everyone noticed the first, but very few noticed the second. The first tells of a nuclear war before the end of the millennium. From the context, that’s clear. In fact, the text talks about the use of arms that are more powerful than a thousand suns. It’s clear what arms are intended if we look at what the text goes on to say: “the living will envy the dead”. This means that the people who survive the nuclear weapons will suffer from radiation. The other, less known aspect, is the doctrinal crisis of the Church. Three years ago, I was interviewed by Canadian TV. I said: “Yes, the Madonna of the Third Secret of Fatima says this, but no-one has noticed that she first says that it will happen if mankind doesn’t mend its ways.”. So its all conditioned by this previous remark. But I am optimistic. We, as people, can influence the realization of a prophecy, change the date and the intensity of the prophesied events and mitigate them. The renewal of spirituality in the young is a good omen. I mean to say, spirituality based on the rules of the Church.

What is the evidence of a false prophet? Well, it is that the prophecy doesn’t come to be. I didn’t notice a nuclear war before the end of the millennium, did anyone else? Looks like the Madonna has a bad batting average. Sorry, I’ll continue to rely on God’s Word for my prophetic needs.

So the Madonna says that things can be averted if mankind changes and mend’s its ways. Isn’t it interesting how so many channelers are getting messages from their demons that say the same thing. But they go one step farther. They say that if mankind doesn’t mend its ways then the extraterrestrials will come to rescue us at a time of great distress, ecologically speaking. They say that the earth (which they believe to be a living entity) will try to destroy mankind and then they will intervene, bringing us to our next evolutionary level. Gee, do you think that Madonna and the demonic realm have the same information source? They should, they are one and the same.

At first I was offended at how Balducci said that people could change prophecy by changing their ways. Well, first of all, Fatima was a false prophecy. Changing something that is false is easy, you just create another deception. Cults have been doing that for years. Biblically speaking, there are two types of prophecies, tentative and affirmative. A example of a tentative prophecy would be Jonah’s prophecy over Nineveh. When he finally decided to do what Yahweh told him to do, he prophesied to Nineveh that it was slated for destruction and that if they repented then Yahweh would not destroy the city. Nineveh repented and the city was spared. There are quite a few tentative prophecies in the Tanakh and very few of them were heeded and the prophecy was then fulfilled. An example of an affirmative prophecy can be seen where Cyrus the Persian was concerned. Isaiah proclaimed in chapter 44 verse 28; 150 years before Cyrus ruled Babylon, that he would be the one to rebuild the temple in Jerusalem, and history records that he made such a proclamation. Anyway, Balducci tries to tell us that the Marian vision was a tentative prophecy, saying that if mankind improved itself the nuclear war would not happen. But mankind hasn’t improved itself. Plus, the real clincher is that a time frame is given; the declaration that the nuclear war would happen before the end of the millennium. It is currently six years after the millennium started and I’m not glowing in the dark!

Do you believe that non-terrestrial intelligences could intervene in a possible future cataclysm?

I’ve already said that it’s possible for these beings to come to the aid of mankind. Anyway, we shouldn’t expect help from anyone, it has to be us who change and mature.

But I’ll bet that he really wanted to add to the end of the answer, [but if we don’t, they will come and help us to mature.]

SUMMARY:

Balducci isn’t a man who lives up to the credentials that he claims to possess. He claims to be a demonologist but he really doesn’t know about demonic activity. If he did, he would be able to equate it with extraterrestrial activity. He obviously has some sort of mind knowledge about the person of Yeshua, but no heart knowledge of Him. He’s a Monsignor, which means that he should know about the character and qualities of Yahweh, yet he can’t even resolve in his mind or heart if Yeshua is the center and head of all creation. He enforces the common Catholic Marian conception that she is equal in status to her son, the only begotten of El Elyon. He quotes three persons who are in error, all of them Catholic theologians. The two older sources knew nothing of the true nature of our solar system and show their ignorance by what they say. The third person, who is a priest and should know scripture and the fallen state mankind and the universe makes a blanket statement that there could be planets in the cosmos that contain beings who possess no sin. The list goes on and on. Can such a person be trusted for giving information that could make the difference between a person’s soul going to hell or to heaven? I say no. Here’s a new campaign slogan; “Just say no to Balducci.”

Mr. Balducci is a dangerous man. He is deceived and in a position of high authority. He has potential influence over perhaps more than a billion Catholic souls around the world. Calling the Mexico sightings a blessing and teaching those souls that extraterrestrials (evil angels and demons) are good, and passing them off as potential saviors is one sad state of affairs. The Bible is quite emphatic about teachers being more accountable in God’s eyes on the Day of Judgment.

It is my estimation that he is a valuable tool of the enemy. Why do I say this? Well, I see the Catholic Church as being the main catalyst for the one world church that will exist during these last days. This religion, known as Mystery Babylon, will be the culmination of all faiths, with the exception of a remnant of people who will not participate in her idolatries. When the time is ripe, a man who we know as the anti-Christ will emerge, probably ushered in, by some sort of extraterrestrial reality. People like Balducci will be the first to stand up and proclaim these entities as the saviors of the world and will most likely proclaim anti-Christ to be god.

It is an unfortunate reality that people in most faiths don’t like to think for themselves. Given the choice, they would receive a lie told to them rather than investigating the truth for themselves. People in higher authority in Catholicism will sell the lie to those who refuse to think for themselves and it will result in the biggest cosmic deception that will every come upon mankind.

Right now, people like Balducci are like some sort of tempter of misguided children. They leave a loose trail of candy for the deceived to follow and the trail leads to utter destruction. It is my hope and prayer that by publishing things like this article that I will cause people to think. Sure, some will be offended. But I would rather have a thousand potential thinkers mad at me than to have one ignorant person on the road to hell. If you are a Catholic soul and you’re mad at me then praise God. Get mad, get pissed, curse me and threaten me. I’ll accept that gladly if it causes you to think about why you’re mad and it causes you to question the validity of what your priests, bishops, cardinals and even the Pope have force fed you over the years. If I can shed light on people like Balducci to just one of you than it is worth all the effort, criticism and abuse.

If you’re not of the Catholic faith and you adhere to people like Balducci because it shows you that even so called Christians believe like you do then I have news for you. For every Balducci, there are thousands of us who know the truth. We’ll fight with our very lives to present the truth to you. What you do with the truth after that is up to you. But please, don’t think that just because a person has a title before his name that he or she represents the majority of Christendom.

It is my heartfelt prayer that everyone who has read this will be blessed with knowledge and wisdom from El Shaddai (God Almighty) and that the impartation of wisdom that you receive will guide you in the knowledge of Yahweh’s own truth. And I pray a hedge of thorns around you so that the enemy of Yahweh will not be able to lie to you while Yahweh is showing you the truth. Be blessed in Yeshua Ha Mashiach (Jesus Christ). Amen

David Ben Yakov