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18 Years Later…

Every September 11th, I reflect back on the most traumatic day this current generation collectively faced. Many of you have faced much more traumatic events in your personal lives, but this one is one the nation bore together. Its ramification have altered our country forever.

I remember it differently, because I saw it before it happened. On September 9th, 2001, the Lord gave me a dream. I walked around Lower Manhattan with an angel until he stopped and looked at the towers that are now fountanous holes in the ground. He showed me the two towers collapse straight into the ground; a sight I would see again on television as it happened two days later.

The Lord let me see what was coming two days in advance so I could tell the story of what has still yet to unfold nearly two decades later. It hasn’t happened yet, but I know it will. The question is, will our hearts be prepared? Will we be willing to listen to the Lord this time around?

From September 11th through the 13th, my book where I tell what the Lord showed me will be free on the Amazon Kindle store. The Lord gave me an important message to share, and I think it’s worth your time to read and understand that the collapse of those towers isn’t the end of the story.

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The Dangers of Judgment

I was excited to hear a woman speak at our church one particular Sunday years ago. She had been the director of our town’s local Planned Parenthood clinic but had left and had since become an outspoken critic of Planned Parenthood and abortion in general. 

I had heard rumors of what happened—it was huge news among the pro-life people in our town—but I was really looking forward to hearing the story straight from her. She’d already had a few media appearances before this Sunday, but not nearly as many as she would have in the coming months and years. She’s since been a regular on many news outlets whenever Planned Parenthood or abortion comes up as a national topic.

As I walked into the lobby of the church, an old high school classmate greeted me in the foyer. He was in the graduating class one year ahead of me, but we had known each other for years. We played on the same soccer team for a couple years when we were ten or eleven. 

I was happy to see him and a little surprised as to why he was there. I asked him how he found his way into our church and what brought him to town. He said that he had been living there for many years now and that his wife was speaking at the church that morning.


I’m sure the shock on my face was evident. We had graduated from a private Christian school years before. I was pretty sure we all knew that it was frowned upon to date, let alone marry, a director of a Planned Parenthood clinic. I’m pretty sure it was in the school’s bylaws or something.

Doug gave me the briefest of stories of how they met, married and got to the place where they were now. At no point had either of them felt like they left their faith in Jesus by her working as the director of one of the most heinous organizations in human history. At the time, they both felt like she was performing a wonderful service for women and had continued going to a liberal church the whole time. In other words, they were sincere in their intentions.

It wasn’t until Abby Johnson was asked to take part in an actual abortion procedure, something she had never had to do in all her years at Planned Parenthood. Immediately after the procedure, she walked across the street to the Brazos Valley Coalition for Life and asked for help. She knew that she had made a terrible mistake and had no idea where to go from there.

In the months that would follow, they lived a pretty turbulent life. They were rejected by their liberal church friends who were not okay with her coming out against abortion. They were rejected by a large percentage of conservative Christians for ever having taken part in the abortion industry. 

Fortunately, they’re an irrepressible couple, and two of America’s greatest voices for life today. Abby has a wonderful book and a soon-to-be released movie about she and Doug’s story that I hope everyone will read and see.

New York

In the wake of one of the most heinous laws ever passed in our nation’s history, my social media feed has been full of many different reactions to New York’s recent abortion edict. Because of my book, I’ve also received countless messages asking what I thought about One World Trade Center being illuminated pink to celebrate legal abortions up to the point of birth. 

In the melee of reactions, I have seen good, bad and ugly. It seems that our already polarized nation is retreating further into battle positions, so it is no surprise that I have seen clever reactions, thoughtful reactions and some that have saddened me. Obviously, those who rejoice over the death of unborn children cause me great sadness. But it was something else that caused me grief.

Two reactions that were particularly troubling were those Christians calling for the eternal judgment of Governor Cuomo and those warning the nation that we are headed for judgment, and happily so. Those who proclaim the judgment of America for our sins often seem that they are happy for it. They speak of being happy that we will get what we have coming to us.

This bothers me deeply. It pained me to see the faces of Governor Cuomo and the New York State Assembly when they passed a murder law. They smiled. They cheered. It truly was the face of evil in our land. It was truly a face I had not seen since I had looked in the mirror that morning.

Grace And Mercy

I have no merit to attain to God’s Holy Presence on my own. In fact, on my own, I contain only wickedness that justly deserves the eternal punishment so many would seek for Governor Cuomo and anyone like him. When he said this, the Apostle Paul truly meant it:

For I know that good itself does not dwell in me, that is, in my sinful nature. For I have the desire to do what is good, but I cannot carry it out.

Romans 7:18

I believe that what New York did this past week was truly evil. I think we should call evil for what it is, unashamedly. But to then pronounce judgment over a person on our own accord; that troubles me. 

What has been proclaimed over Governor Cuomo this week sounds much like the stories that Doug Johnson told me he and his wife Abby had received after she had left Planned Parenthood and turned pro-life. She had repented of her actions, but that wasn’t good enough for a large number of self-righteous self-proclaimed Christians.

Our nation owes a debt of gratitude to Christians like Shawn Carney, the current director of 40 Days for Life, and others who took Doug and Abby Johnson in and let them heal and grow instead of rejecting them. I pray that Governor Cuomo will one day repent and be taken in by similar followers of Jesus. People who realize that except for the grace of God, we would be in the same place.

In the Seat of Judgment

As for those who exuberantly proclaim judgment against our nation; I am heartsick. I do not say that lightly. As someone who has written a book exactly about God’s coming judgment of America, I assure you that I take no pleasure in it. In fact, I proclaim it only because of the clarity with which I heard it. 

I have written extensively about that on my website and in my book, so I will not rehash that here. 

What I do want to say clearly is that I live here. My children live here. My friends and family are Americans. I have no desire to see judgment befall us because I know exactly what that means when God judges a nation.

I cannot argue with God that America doesn’t justly deserve the judgment that I know He has proclaimed. We most certainly do. But I will not fail to offer a bold prayer to God until my dying day to beg for mercy. 

Because judgment without mercy will be shown to anyone who has not been merciful. Mercy triumphs over judgment.

James 2:13

We have done nothing to earn the right to ask for mercy, but because of the shed blood of Jesus to wash away our sins, we have the dignity and privilege to ask God for it. As such, I will choose to waste my breath on that prayer. It will be the wasteful offering from an alabaster jar I give to God and my nation, as Mary of Bethany did. 

When I look at my nation and the direction she is headed, prayers for mercy do in fact seem like a waste of too little too late. But I know that there are more Doug and Abby Johnsons out there. I know I serve a God who hears, and even bargains for the lives of the wicked. I have no problem calling people and their actions wicked, because I know who I am without Christ, but I will fight with all my heart to give them the same chance that I had to come to know the risen Christ.

What We Can and Cannot Judge

When we call wickedness wicked, we do in fact judge. But when we call what God has already called evil, we make a sure judgment that we can be confident in; in fact, we are required as Christians to call that which God has called sinful as such. But when we cast eternal, or even temporal judgment upon others or our nation, we are taking God’s seat. We move beyond the surety of His Word and into the morass of our own self-righteousness. 

I hope you will join me in praying for Governor Cuomo. Pray with me for New York. Pray with me for our nation. I pray that none of them get what they deserve. I pray that our nation will receive mercy. There are still more out there just like Doug and Abby Johnson, and the Lord wants to get ahold of their hearts too.

And If for no other reason, pray for our nation because we live here.

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A Tower of Deception

A Special Note:

I don’t do this often, but I feel this is one of the most critical moments in our nation’s history for God’s people to know about this, so I’m asking you to forward this to anyone and everyone you know who should hear this. 

I want everyone to read this book I speak of later, so I am dropping the price on Amazon as low as they will let me from now on and I will be making it free on Kindle for the next five days (the most they allow). 

We are in a divine moment in our nation. Please spread the word and join me in prayer.

In The News

Everyone in America has now seen One World Trade Center in New York illuminated pink by now. If you haven’t, it was done so by the decree of Governor Cuomo of New York to celebrate the passage of an historically evil piece of legislation.

Like anything else, there is nuance to the bill that was passed, but its intent was clear: to provide for abortion on demand up until the point of birth. Those who passed it feared that the landmark Supreme Court decision of Roe v Wade may soon be overturned, and it was their attempt to combat that at a state level by legalizing any and all abortion.

Governor Cuomo directed several buildings and bridges in New York to be illuminated pink in honor of the bill, most notably One World Trade Center’s spire, and issued this statement:

“Today we are taking a giant step forward in the hard-fought battle to ensure a woman’s right to make her own decisions about her own personal health, including the ability to access an abortion,” Cuomo said. “With the signing of this bill, we are sending a clear message that whatever happens in Washington, women in New York will always have the fundamental right to control their own body.”

What Owner?

A friend of mine sent me a message after the news started to circulate:

He said that he could “see the owner” of the building. What he meant was that it was obvious now that a dream the Lord gave me in 2003 where God showed me that Satan was behind, and using this icon of America, for his purposes in our nation.

I wrote about this in a book in 2013, where I detailed two important dreams the Lord gave me specifically about One World Trade Center, and its importance to our nation in the coming years. 

The First Dream, September 9, 2001

The first dream was on September 9, 2001. Two days before 9/11, an angel took me around Lower Manhattan (the financial district) and stopped to point at the World Trade Center’s twin towers. As I looked at them, they collapsed straight down into the ground. A flood of people began to rush by us in sheer terror, fleeing the destruction of the building. 

When I awoke from the dream, I had no clue what to make of the dream. I had no inclination that what I had already seen would literally happen two days later. 

On that fateful day, I watched in horror with he rest of the nation, but my horror carried a pain I had never experienced before. I felt the grief of the nation, but I also felt a guilt—guilt that I had somehow failed all those people who died. I thought that the Lord must have shown me that dream so I could do something to stop it.

Months of guilt weighed me down until one day I realized the angel never told me in the dream when what he showed me would happen. I didn’t have time to warn anyone, and certainly no one was going to take seriously a college student from Texas about our nation’s tallest buildings collapsing. 

It took a while, but I finally understood that the Lord prophetically showed me one of our nation’s most tragic moments beforehand so that I would be listening. I needed to be listening to Him.

I began asking the Lord to speak to me, if He had anything else to share about the matter of 9/11. He spoke again in March of 2003.

The Second Dream | March 2003

Long before the designs for the replacement building was conceived, in that dream the Lord showed me the building that now stands. I was there to work on the replacement for the fallen towers. When the dream began, I remarked to myself that I thought it was funny that there was only one building instead of two.

The building also looked very different from its predecessors. Instead of being the opaque dull white of the former Twin Towers, the new building was a shiny, dark reflective glass. In the dream, I was there to work on it as it was still under construction.

When I got inside to begin construction, I noticed that all the people building it were Christians. As we worked, we had a sense of “for God and Country;” that what we were doing was an act of service to our God.

The work progressed until we reached the top level. Just then, Satan walked into the room. Everyone else left, and he and I stared at each other. Confusion surround me as I kept saying to myself, “This is impossible. You don’t belong here. You can’t be here. This is our building.”

After what seemed like forever, I understood something. I realized that Satan had actually been behind the building of this tower, and that we had all been rebuilding it for him! When I understood that in the dream, Satan smiled at me, as if to say “thanks,” and walked out of the room. 

At the end of the dream, I stood at the base of the completed building at night, and I could feel evil exuding from it. What I saw in the dream is exactly what is there now. As soon as I awoke from the dream, I head the voice of the Lord say, “That building will be a sign and a seal of My judgment against America.” 

Since its completion, the building, and its decorative spire have been used to celebrate many wicked events. This week, it was illuminated in pink to celebrate this most wicked of laws. A few years ago, it was illuminated in rainbow colors to celebrate homosexuality. 

At a symbolic 1,776 feet tall, One World Trade Center truly is a sign of America itself. It has come to embody and celebrate some of the most wicked aspects of our nation and culture. 

I feel we are at a critical and divine moment in our nation’s history, and I want to make my book available to everyone free of charge or as cheaply as possible. It will be free on Amazon Kindle starting tomorrow, and from now on, the price has been reduced to as low as Amazon and other retailers will allow. 

Please consider sharing this message so God’s people will hear what He has spoken about the days we are living in.

You can get the book, The Year of the Lord’s Favor, at Amazon.

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The Divide

Our nation seems more divided than ever. The polarization and malice of our politics are apparent to everyone, but it also seems strange to almost everyone as to why. As our nation continues to rage and simultaneously scratch its head, we inch closer and closer toward a fate we pretend isn’t a possibility.
First, we are definitely not more polarized than anytime in American history. The period of time before he Civil War definitely takes that dubious prize. That hasn’t stopped many people from pondering how close we are to that scale of divide.

It is a fair question. How close are we to that time before the Civil War when our division caused us to take up arms against one another and kill each other at a rate still not equalled by all other conflicts combined since our nation was born? Even though the issues at hand were more complicated, that division all boiled down to one thing: slavery.

We haven’t taken up arms against one another yet, but the violence on a near-weekly basis, justified by some arbitrary wrong perpetrated by the “other side,” is palpable. So if slavery was what caused the divide over a hundred years ago, what is it now?

Almost everyone sees the divide, and the same number of people ask themselves, “why?” There doesn’t seem to be one issue that is causing this divide. There doesn’t seem to be a singular polarizing topic that causes students at universities to riot when opposing viewpoints come to campus. What is it that is causing our streets to erupt in violence at the inauguration of a new president? What is the issue that brings tempers to the boiling point in our streets, places of worship and the halls of government?

In the past, we were divided on issues of finance. That doesn’t seem to be the case today—both parties seem equally willing to tax and spend. Idealogical viewpoints between our two ruling factions have been entrenched for decades without talk or action of violence, so that isn’t it either? What is this apparition that divides us and causes the rage we see today?

There is an evil lurking in the shadows of every political discussion today. It is a ghost of elections past that has scarcely spoken its name in years, but it is alway ever-present. It is the one thing that divides us and causes the kind of fear that could lead us to a second Civil War.


Behind every election is the issue of abortion. Behind every Supreme Court nomination is his or her stance on abortion. Every act of rage on a college campus has much more to do with abortion than any view on governance, international policy or financial prudence.

The reason the nation scratches its collective head trying to figure out what has caused our current divide is because what divides us is not something many people ever see. Before the Civil War, slaves were everywhere. A trip across the country would yield endless visions of people forced to work against their will and treated as less than human. How many dismembered baby parts do we see on a regular basis?

The reality of abortion is so gruesome that there has been, in recent years, a de facto media embargo on talking about it. The specter that haunts the halls of our nation today is one that is all too easy to look away from, but it is the demonic rage that fuels our nation’s anger industry today.

The fight over the presidency, the Supreme Court and the halls of Congress have little to do with policies that have amicably divided us in the past. No, we stand today on the precipice of abortion being legally struck down, and the accuser of our nation stands in rage against it.

To end such a bloodshed will likely not come without cost. Just as it was when demonically fired bullets were used to protect a way of life that depended on the blood, sweat and tears of people made to be inhuman, so it will likely be when the inevitable end of abortion draws nigh.

As we race toward a new Civil War with little insight as to why we fight, remember that our battles are not primarily against flesh and blood, but against powers and principalities that we do not see. When we cut off their destructive abilities, rage almost always ensues.

Unfortunately, our nation has had an equally heinous agreement with the death industry of abortion as it did with the dehumanization industry of slavery. We are well aware of our history, but to our shame we are headed toward repeating it, because the next test rarely looks enough like the last one for history to be valuable enough to prevent itself from recycle.

As you pray for our nation, and I hope you will pray with us twice a day at 7:14 am and pm, that you will remember what is actually tearing us apart right now. As you watch our enemy pull us apart from within, please don’t be deceived that it is because of some philosophical difference of opinion on governance, finance or international diplomacy. No, pray for our nation, because if we do not see an end to the evil of abortion, we will likely hear the words of Abraham Lincoln all over again:

Neither party expected for the war the magnitude or the duration which it has already attained. Neither anticipated that the cause of the conflict might cease with or even before the conflict itself should cease. Each looked for an easier triumph, and a result less fundamental and astounding. Both read the same Bible and pray to the same God, and each invokes His aid against the other. It may seem strange that any men should dare to ask a just God’s assistance in wringing their bread from the sweat of other men’s faces, but let us judge not, that we be not judged. The prayers of both could not be answered. That of neither has been answered fully. The Almighty has His own purposes. “Woe unto the world because of offenses; for it must needs be that offenses come, but woe to that man by whom the offense cometh.” If we shall suppose that American slavery is one of those offenses which, in the providence of God, must needs come, but which, having continued through His appointed time, He now wills to remove, and that He gives to both North and South this terrible war as the woe due to those by whom the offense came, shall we discern therein any departure from those divine attributes which the believers in a living God always ascribe to Him? Fondly do we hope, fervently do we pray, that this mighty scourge of war may speedily pass away. Yet, if God wills that it continue until all the wealth piled by the bondsman’s two hundred and fifty years of unrequited toil shall be sunk, and until every drop of blood drawn with the lash shall be paid by another drawn with the sword, as was said three thousand years ago, so still it must be said “the judgments of the Lord are true and righteous altogether.”

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I Was 22. Now I’m 40. The Message Hasn’t Changed. Remembering 9/11

I was 22. I had dark hair then. I’m turning 40. I have gray hair now. The message the Lord gave me then burns in me brighter than ever today. 

Seventeen years ago, on September 9, 2001, I had a dream that I will never forget. 

The angel was guiding me through New York City. We were walking around lower Manhattan, and I was admiring all the buildings. For whatever reason, I was not intimidated that I was with an angel. I’m not even sure how I knew he was an angel, but it was clear from the beginning. I was happy and chatty, telling him everything I had studied about all the buildings. He was not happy. 

I never really clued in to the angel’s demeanor until after the events he showed me. It wasn’t until then that I wept. It wasn’t until I understood that I was shaken. 

As we walked around New York, in between the skyscrapers, I could see that my angel was gripped with something; something terrifying. He never spoke a word. It wasn’t that I couldn’t tell; for some reason it just didn’t matter to me. I was too excited. 

We walked on for what seemed a long time until we came to a clearing. He stopped, turned and looked with even greater intensity. By this point, I stopped talking because I was so intrigued by the pain on his face. I turned to look at what he was so intently gazing at.

His eyes were fixed on the World Trade Center’s “Twin Towers,” buildings One and Two. Our silence was broken when I blurted out how excited I was to be there and that I couldn’t wait to go up into the observation deck with him. I had never been into the observation deck there.

I would never get the chance.

After I finished telling my guide about the building, I realized he had grown more intense, so I stopped talking. Then he held up his hand, palm open, as if to point at the building. He wanted me to see what was about to happen.

As I looked back at the towers, they both descended straight down into the ground. As they collapsed, I thought it was funny that they didn’t fall over sideways like a tree. The whole event was more curious to me at the time than tragic. I just couldn’t feel it. 

As we stood there, thousands of people began to swarm past us, fleeing in terror. I still remember their faces. I had never seen anything like them before. It was only after seeing their eyes did their plight become real to me. I realized that the buildings had actually fallen down.

I woke up, but I didn’t know what the dream meant. I thought the Lord was trying to speak to me about something figurative, but I didn’t know what. But those faces stuck with me. I hoped to never see anything like that again.

Two days later, my hopes were dashed.

I watched on television the events of September 11th along with the rest of America. I was devastated beyond what words can express. The Lord had seen fit to show me two days in advance, a 22 year-old, one of the most important events in American history. 

My heart collapsed like the buildings we watched that day over and over again. Why? 

Why would God allow this? Why would God show me this? Why didn’t I understand the dream sooner? 

Eventually, those questions gave way to, “God, is there anything more you want to show me about this?” After several months, I understood that the Lord only wanted me to know what was coming, not for me do anything about it.

Eighteen months later, the Lord did show me more. It came in the form of another dream. This time, the Lord spoke with clarity. He spoke to me about America, and her future.

God showed me the building that would replace the towers, a decade before it would rise from the ground. In March of 2003, the Lord showed me exactly what stands in lower Manhattan today. I don’t mean I saw something like what is there now. I mean I was there at that building long before it was built. I have since stood in the exact place I saw in my dream. It is a real place now, but in 2003, the Lord knew it would be there  and let me walk there then.

The Lord tied the new building to the future of our nation; He wanted us to understand that what was coming was going to be worse than the events of 9/11, if we chose not to listen to Him. The events of the dream are too long to discuss here, but a strange thing happened after I woke up. 

My heart was broken for what America had become in the dream, and I startled awake to hear a voice clearly say, “That building will be a sign and seal of My judgment against America.”

When I heard that voice, I knew that God was serious, and that the completion of that tower I saw would signify His judgment being sure. The building was completed in 2015. 

I believe America is headed for harder times, but that does not leave us without hope. It may force us to reevaluate what our hope is currently in, but we are a people of the greatest hope in history, if we will choose it. 

I wrote a book about all of these events in much greater detail, and on the anniversary of God speaking so clearly with me, I want to share it for free with you. My book, The Year of the Lord’s Favor, will be free on Amazon Kindle for the next several days.

I want to encourage you to read it on this anniversary of 9/11, and share it with your friends and church. The coming days will prove difficult for those who have not heard or are not prepared, but I believe we are a people called and chosen by God to lead many to righteousness. 

I also want to invite you to join me in praying for America twice every day from 2 Chronicles 7:14. Head over to to find out more.