"For they shall be ASH-es under the soles of your feet in the day that I shall do this, saith The Lord of hosts" Malachi 4:3. Please read the rest of the chapter!
That hospital's initials are ASH!!! Ha. Would I ever love to tread it to ashes! Even back 27 years ago before I resigned to join The Family, I had wished that hospital to vanish, to just dissolve its walls! Also, I had daydreamed of becoming the State's mental hospitals administrator so I could change the program. I almost quit over having to give patients tranquilizers turning them into zombies! Two psych techs had to take me aside in a patient's cell to advise me that I had to do it to keep the job. I nearly went beserk myself with indignation because of how awful drugs are! Another time I had to assist in electrode shock "therapy", holding down one patient along with about 9 other trainees and P.T.'s to keep the poor guy from breaking his neck, etc., just like in "Exorcism" ML 303. Even tho' sedated with muscle relaxants, etc., the man still "unconsciously" writhed in pain seen in his face as we looked upon him! Such "advanced treatments"! (recorded here November 15, 1998)
One very important event took place after I quit ASH. After just a few days into Bible training, a busload of us young people drove down to Pismo Beach for the annual Clam Festival with about 100,000 participants to witness to, end of February 1972. Along the Highway 101 going south as the bus neared ASH, I told another next to me, "We are coming by the hospital where I used to work. We need to pray for them"! Well, just as the bus was passing ASH not far off from the freeway on our left to the NE, The Spirit of the Lord burst through me in the strongest prayer in Tongues, so violently, that has ever happened to me in my life! Everybody on the bus joined with me in prayer together, all praying in Tongues & praises to God! God had something to say very powerfully over that hospital!
That very same afternoon or perhaps the next, after we had arrived to Pismo Beach where we had gathered about 200 young witnessers strong with two large Army tents south of the pier, another very unusual story happened. It occurred sometime between February 24-26, 1972:
Hi. I was just writing a note to a missionary on a far flung eastern harvest field about these web pages that I am going to mail to her. It was important enough to add in my letter to her on this page printed out for her, so it seemed important enough to add here. I wrote:
"Re: this Deut.33.25, I thot, 'Oh no, people are gonna think I'm trying to be Dad or somethin' like his "70 Years Prophecy!" '(ML 156). But it's just a thot, a possibility, God only knows for sure. You can say it's just my own personal opinion, not saying at all, 'thus saith the Lord'. Take it for what it's worth & hope it inspires you & even helps you to KGFJ' "(Keep Going For Jesus),
with lots of love & prayers, Jacob
At the time 8:02 pm PST,
which reminds me of "802 South" (ML187) written by Dad. Now didn't I tell you above that times, and licenses remind me of scriptures, and even Mo Letters?!! Ha. Well, read it again! We still need to be going South and East! Aloha!
