Events leading up to the Outpouring of God's Spirit: Spring and Summer of 2018

Spiritual growth is what got me started. True spiritual growth began when I was no longer in psychosis or any psychotic state of mind. When those moments of clarity came, it just happened to take place while I was incarcerated at OCC. It was there where I was able to obtain mind, body, and spiritual wellness, and was also where I was able to find honest human interaction with my fellow inmates. I was put in jail for the first time in my life and the spiritual growth that I was able to obtain surpassed any other moment in my entire lifetime. And it would only grow from there as I got released and as I was later forced to go to drug rehabilitation at Sand Island Treatment Center. Due to the wonderful spirit of the Lord that was upon me, working on my spirituality became a great joy for me to engage in. Slowly but surely, I would come to terms with how wonderfully powerful it seemed, and I would constantly marvel at how incredibly abnormal it was. I knew that I had to confront this spirit and be honest with it; this is unlike anything I have remotely ever heard of. This was new, this was significant, and this needed to be witnessed and confirmed by somebody other than myself. In this passage, I will be writing about what happened during these critical moments that had led to the outpouring of God’s spirit in the spring and summer of 2018.

There I was enjoying the new wellness of mind, body, and spirit that was now granted to me because I just spent nearly 6 months in a clean and sober environment (Pretrial in Jail at OCCC). I was working out daily, eating regularly, and even participated in religious services and gatherings that were held while I was in Jail. The curiosity that I had for the spiritual power that was with me was now in full swing; I was clear minded and of sound judgement because I was in a simple environment that was beneficial of spiritual attainment. While on the streets, I was investigating these signs as well; the significant difference was that it proved to be too confusing and I proved to be too unstable in a drug infested environment. On January 19, 2018 I checked myself into Sand Island Treatment Center. At which point, I was eager and willing now to get close to God and I knew that through the next couple of years, I should be able to figure just who I was and what this spiritual power meant. As soon as I got there, I found myself enjoying the fellowship, loving the prayer, and I was wholeheartedly now pursuing my dream to make it big in this world one day. What can I do with this powerful and beautiful spirit that was with me?

For the most part, I kept it to myself because I did not think anybody would care, let alone, understand what it was. For such a long time now (about a year and a half), I still did not know for myself, what to make of this spirit; I plainly did not know what it was. It was new to me and I have never quite read anything about it or heard of anything like it thus far in my life. So, I basically learned to follow it, watch it, and engage spiritually with it. I learned that I could sometimes be in harmony with the spirit, I could gain insight from it, and that I could watch it teach me about what was going on in life. Sometimes, I found that this spirit could give me clues and actual keys to the life that I was living. It did not take long before I would be checking in with the spirit to see if I were on the right track with the business that I was starting, and that business was called Auto Peace. Aside from doing my treatment program, I began to write out the business plan for Auto Peace by utilizing the spirit’s ability to guide me.

I thought, in whatever I do in this life, now that I have this spiritual power as my companion, I would be able to let it guide me so that I could be successful.  But I wasn’t exactly on the right track, was I? I still did not pinpoint the exact source and the exact cause of what the spirit meant? What I needed to do was to become like a Christian, what I needed to do was to start reading the bible, and what I needed to do was to start praying to the God of Jesus Christ. But how could I do so at a treatment center that is solely centered around Alcoholics Anonymous’ twelve step process and Big book text. So how did I get there? I ended up getting a timeout in Jail at OCCC for a breach in the SITC code of conduct. I decided that I would do my timeout period and then go straight back to SITC a new man that was willing to do the right thing every time, and to finally put aside my defiant and disobedient ways. This is when the magic happened. The two weeks I spent at OCCC for my timeout was opportune because it coincided with Good Friday, Passover, Easter Sunday, and my birthday. This only meant one thing, that I would be immersed into a prayerful Christian environment while I waited to go back to treatment.

On my very first day in Annex 2 of OCCC, I remember walking over to my friends bunk to pick up a Daily Bread pamphlet so that I could read the scripture, passage, and prayer for the day. It seemed that bible readings and bible scriptures meant so much more to me,
now that I was a spiritual being who has just had lots of practice in prayer and meditation (coming straight out from the Alcoholics Anonymous based program of SITC). I remember saying a group prayer on a couple of occasions for the guys that were in my bunk area. I remember speaking about Jesus and I remember speaking about what he did for us. I remember having the solitude and the silent time to truly get in touch with God. It seemed as if I was being reconnected with the roots of my past; what I mean is that I have been so distanced and disconnected from the truth that I had already had from my past. I grew up with a Christian background and Catholic based education, but as I can recall, the roots of my faith back then were not so strong. I did not quite feel the depth and the reality of what faith, truth, and belief really meant and felt like when I was in my youth. It was only now that I could invest and dig deep into my roots, into the critical source of these things, and into God himself and how he is very much within me. Maybe it was due in part to the fact that I had become something like an everyday philosopher and theologian? Maybe it was due in part to the fact that I was going through that contemplative state of being where life becomes a wonderful quest to find out the truth of
our origin? Whatever the case may be, I was in the right spot with God; I know that much for sure because I was feeling so connected and unified with him like a father does with his son when out on an excursion together. I was beginning to feel and see how I was something like embedded and connected to the life that is all around me. I was breaking new bounds in my spiritual attainment and I was getting closer and closer to the truth. The truth that had me thinking that I am not a normal human being; there is something about this spirit that says that I am with out any doubt different than the rest.

After consulting with my dad about what I should do next, I decided that I should return to SITC a new and changed man who finally was able to put down his rebel attitude and his foolish pride; I had decided that I was going to follow the rules, comply with probation as best as I could, forget about drugs and alcohol, and begin to live according to a most righteous way.  Something had changed in me; I was now fully aware that I was called to live according to a higher and much greater plan. It gave me great joy to know that I had this spiritual power with me and it proved to be a life changer as I found myself
shifting my will power to do the right and good thing, I found myself to be more humble, and I found myself to be a whole lot more harmonious with a universal love. Enlightenment and spiritual awakenings would be the common language to describe the internal growth that was happening to me. It felt wonderful and it felt refreshing; I was now in the “sweet spot” or I was now in harmony with the spirit of God. I was now more interested in the bible and I was quick to bring it along with me as my daily companion now that I was back at treatment. I was open to the signs of the people and to the world that was all around me. I continuously asked myself, who could I be? Then I would check
with the spirit, I would check with the signs, and I would check in with God. Praying constantly for answers and praying intently to get to the bottom of this great mystery.

In the later days of the month of April, 2018, it finally hit me. Judging by the signs that were around me, I was quick to deduce that I may very well be “the chosen one.” I did not know exactly what to think about the possibility that I were “the son of God,” because I knew that we already have one in Jesus. But to be some other chosen man of some sort; perhaps a chosen vessel to do something else and to do something different. Something entirely new and something original and unique to this time and to this modern era. That, I could go for, and for a while there, that was the guidelines I needed to operate on. The moment I came to fully grasp the terms of my being that I was the chosen one in this generation, was the moment that I felt the authority figure of the world come down on me. Basically, I was now aware of an undercover presence that was watching me. It seemed that the Lord has come and has given the signs to not only me, but to all those around me.   From there, the great pretenders, the great organized effort, the precisely coordinated, and the many unwanted liars that began to encompass my every waking moment slowly took its form around me for the following weeks and months. Even my own father, my own brother, and my good friend Mr. Wong, all became apart of this control group. Nobody seemed to be allowed to grant me a true witness as to what was going on.  I knew then that I was going to be put through some sort of test by the authorities of this world and that I was going to have to figure this out all alone.   

I do not wish to talk about the persecution in this passage; rather I will continue to speak about my enlightenment and the series of spiritual awakenings as I had them.  The next critical moments that took place at SITC came to me as I began to get closer and more in touch with the God of Israel, the God of Jesus Christ, and the bible of God’s holy scriptures. I cannot thoroughly tell you the nature of the spirit of the Lord at this point,
but what I can tell you is that there is a way about the spirit that is with me, that proves to be in and of its self a very unique and distinct thing that sets me apart from the rest. The spirit works with me in everything that I do, it is supernaturally connected to my mind and body. Every thought and movement that I have is supernaturally connected to my environment. The spirit of truth is what I like to call it and the spirit of the Lord is how I would choose to explain it because with these two identifiers, you should get a clue as to the unique, powerful, and originality of its nature. The manifestation of truth is also choice words to use to describe the nature of this great spiritual power.  The enlightenment and the awakenings that follow me and this spirit are non-stop and constant. What does this spirit do for me? I basically have learned to let it guide my thoughts, actions, and decision making; I have learned to let it inspire me to do things in the name of the spirit and in the name of God and Jesus.  

I am going to close this passage by describing to you the single greatest moment of my life, and that moment is the moment that I met the lord God face to face.  In early June, 2018 at SITC, the Lord God appeared to me in a vision of the night. This was it, this was the along waited moment of truth; the moment when God would confirm for me himself that I was indeed his son and the moment when I would finally put to the rest the mystery behind who I was. There I was asleep in my bed when the Lord God appeared to me; he was there to my left towering high above me. In the image of a man he stood there with arms wide open at the foot of a doorway. He seemed to me like pure light and I was there too as an extension of that light, standing and looking up to him and his immense power. The vision when God appeared to me was nothing like the daily dreams and visions that I receive from the Lord God; this vision from the Lord God was far different. It was nothing like anything I have ever experienced in my life. I was in some type of trance and it seemed possible even that perhaps this was only a one of kind vision that only God would do for his own son. The Lord God stood powerful and mighty; he looked as if he were a radiating man of light with long white hair. It seemed as if the words he spoke to me came out all at one time, but as well as I can remember he said this, “Son, do not be afraid to greet the new world.” I woke up trembling in my bed. Immediately I prayed and showed reverence and respect for the Lord, because from that moment on, I knew, that God is real and that God does have chosen sons; I knew that I was the son of God and that no matter what happened to me through these persecutions, I would always remember that time when the Lord God alone presented himself to me and confirmed for me that I was his son.