JOHN ROH'S PERSONAL STORY
The Johnny Roh Story.
As far back as I can remember I’d go with Mom to whichever church she happened to be attending that week… I used to love to hear her sing; I can still picture her at the pulpit of 'Unity By The Sea' singing hymns. Attending church had its perks too, as I would oft times find snacks and cookies Yum!
Back in mid 1970, sent by a close friend of hers, LDS "Mormon" missionaries knocked at our door. What began as a reluctant opening of the door for her, turned out to effectively end Mom's, what seemed like, a never ending church-hopping pursuit in search of the truth.
I still remember, having just turned 10, joining in on those wonderful flannel board discussions, quickly becoming intrigued with the testimony book of Jesus in the Americas with which no other church I'd previously attended, read or heard anything about had before. I loved the various churches Mom would attend- some full of song others just nice people to be around - at least as far as I could remember. Mom was always good about bringing me along if I wanted to go or if I wasn't out fishing with my Dad, yet never forcing me to attend. My father as far as I can remember, never liked "church" nor much the people who attended - he had far too many experiences with hypocrisy and even as a child his father beat him to attend church. So, most every Sunday Mom would attend church, Dad, if he wasn't working around the house, would go fishing- we have had some terrific "fishing stories" between us!
Oddly enough because of our ages or some other reason unbeknown to me, Mom, my 3 older sisters and I all took these discussions separately - I think Mom wanted to make sure we did it of our own free will and didn't feel "pressured" to attend. From what I can still recall, she was around for most of mine- Somewhere along the lines of the ginormous "7 rainbow discussions" it came to a point where I was asked if I wanted to be baptized-
Now at this point growing up I'd "listened" to people preach from the pulpit about "Jesus" and of course watched Charlie Brown, so I knew about the baby wrapped in swaddling clothes at Christmas times, and seen Moses himself in the 10 Commandments and even learned of he of whom it was said is the Son of God who died on the cross - not because of our sins but for them. I'd not read the Bible because that book (the Bible) was almost as big as our antique dictionary and was very daunting compared to my childhood readers. I didn't much like to read unless it could teach me how to do things or had lots of pictures (Thank you Richard Scarry! :-) and I pretty much thought of the Bible at that time at least, mostly as a history lesson with a special point about Jesus- that he was, died. and yet would come again someday.
Eventually my Mom and my 3 older sisters were baptized shortly before I was in Feb of 1970. I soon learned the church wasn't "optional" to attend any more-I didn't mind it, after all I had freely been given the choice to join- but it was terribly hard on my Dad. I had no regrets (at the time) of having been asked to choose - Dad & fishing on Sunday or Joseph's Restored Church with Mom- again - the choice was easy - if Joseph Smith had brought us the Book of Mormon and restored a church for all of us to prepare for Jesus' return, then I was IN! Sorry Dad :-(
I believe it was later that same year, that as a 10 year old boy, I had made the conscious decision that I really wanted to read the Bible & Book of Mormon & Doctrine and Covenants & Pearl of Great Price in order to better understand "God's will" for me. Gosh I still remember sitting in my parents bed - as a child I was often sick and laid up in bed for long periods of time - (many years later it was called Epstein's Bar-Virus assumed to be received from Shots I'd first received in the hospital as an infant) anyways, on one of these times - I recall having a red marker which I would use to underline "scriptures" that meant something to me or that I'd recognize as something I'd heard "from a pulpit" or from the movies or TV. I can recall, still to this day, reading those scriptures and being WOWed by what I was reading- I found a majority of the book by then end was underlined. And yet I also remember reading in the Old Testament, about such a vengeful, angry god - it wasn't making sense about the guy I was going to read about in the new testament.
I eventually got through the books - all of them by the early part of the following year - I don't think I was a very good student at school- if it wasn't hands-on related like Art class or recess or something "to-do" I wasn't much interested - Being sick helped as I'd often spend open time reading until I finally finished the books. My life of being a child after that was pretty straightforward- I continued to study scriptures in my youth but also knew about playing outside- I rode my bike endlessly and spent hours and hours with friends at the beach oh and thinking about how to help Gilligan and friends get off the island :-) i.e. watching a lot of TV.
Although I'd had some experiences "in church" that just thrilled my heart, seeing us in our little branch in a Women's Rec Center raising money with Bake sales & finally physically being able to help build our new chapel in Pacific Palisades, CA., I'd also had some experiences that were hard - the various Deacons, Teachers and Priest's groups that I belonged to over the years were all very much not my idea of "fun" - no Golden Rule there - the Hurt that was dished out to the different kids including myself, was staggering to me. But I got over it - and eventually was of age to go on a mission. I was only one of seventeen priests that year to have gone on a mission- that didn't make a lick of sense to me why they wouldn't (or couldn't?) go.
TSAM - Texas San Antonio Spanish speaking Mission was my destination (It has now been split into multiple missions) - I left December 4th 1980 for the MTC at 6'3' & 164 lbs. Learning Spanish wasn't too tough but memorizing "discussions" was SO difficult for me - I didn't pass them all off for like 6 months! 10 weeks later, I arrived in San Antonio 17 lbs heavier - Man I LOVE to eat! Well, I no sooner arrived when the Mission President, Harold Pratt, drove us from the airport to McDonalds! I found out the following year from a "greenie" I was training, that I was a legend after that day- my humorous story of actually eating 13 big mac's in front of all of us, had grown to 20! I was bigger than life and seriously loving working with the people of South Texas- On September 8th 1980, I was transferred to Corpus Christi - That day was a Branch picnic - it was that day I met Lily - I only recall seeing her for a brief moment - we were chatting about something, then she was running away from me. I remember thinking how funny it was and let it go at that.
I was doing really well in Corpus Christi - I loved the City & Spanish 4th ward I belonged to- my various companions and I all got along really well; we had 8 of us in the CC district. We all had some very memorable PDays!
Although I didn't understand it at the time, about 5 months later I remember vividly thinking my mission was over and that I was finishing up what I needed to do - yet I didn't understand how this could be, as I still had about 9 or 10 months to go.
Lily was the Young Women's President, her Mom, the Relief Society President and her Dad, the Branch President. I, as a missionary & District Leader, was over at their home quite a bit - & by then Lily, who "wanted nothing to do with missionaries and their incessant endless promises", and I were good "friends", even real friends. Two months later, we were on the phone discussing the young lady from the downstairs apartment, Patti and her daughter (Reina?) who was just baptized- that phone call changed my life. Lily and I as two innocent (can't speak for Lily - "she knew what she was doing :-) people did, talked on the phone that night- what started out as a 10 min call ended up being hours into the night. As I think about it now I wonder what on earth my companion Elder Pitt was thinking about this??? He just read in bed then fell asleep- only to wake and call the Mission President behind my back ;-)
That night in March- Lily actually had the courage to ask me to marry her! I was in gleeful shock and thought How Perfect it would be to marry a "Friend" rather than someone whom I'd met more "physically" first. I Excitedly responded, Are you asking me what I think you just did? - She quietly said... y e s...., YES!!! I said YES!!! - But then... what about my Mission??? I still had 9 months to go! - I soon found out the next morning when the newer Mission President Gerald Quinn told me "I was to be transferred as soon as he could arrange it and that I was not to be contacting this girl ever again..." He even called her mother and read her the riot act about (as per Lily) "what kind of mother she was to have a daughter that would take a Missionary from the Lord's work!" Long story short - I was transferred two weeks later to Harlingen Texas - the bottom of Texas- I spent two months helping the branch there pull in grapefruits for harvest- I loved it!
The Mission President (Gerald Quinn) and I had several conversations about "Lily" and each time to not write or contact her etc - even asked me to transfer to Florida to finish my mission there so I could continue to contact her. But then - a funny thing happened... President Quinn contacted me about two days before April Conference (1982) and asked to meet with me. When he arrived, I'll not soon forget his demeanor, it had changed 180 degrees, he was kind, very soft spoken and almost to tears- he said "John, I want you to know that this matter has weighed heavily on me since I first learned of it, but I want you to know, that on Saturday, during Conference, there is going to be an announcement made about the missions and missionaries in general - Missions are going to be cut to 18 months and John, I've prayed long and hard about this- you're eligible to go home May 7th and I believe it's the thing the Lord wants you to do." I was in shock! Yet thought inside this must have been why I felt my mission was done just 2 months prior.
May 7th came - I arrived home to an equally shocked and dismayed family and Ward- My Father was Not happy I was marrying a "Mexican" - although he'd not come out and say it - some 14 years later he admitted it to Lily and me. May 29th, Lily arrived - that day was the only day I can recall of ever having a "doubt" or "fear" about my decision - you see at arms length for a handshake she's not so tiny... This was the first time I "hugged" her- Lily is 5', that's 15" shorter than me! She says it freaked her out a bit too! After that "shock" we got her settled in, she stayed in one part of the house, I in another, we swam in my parents pool, hung out together, and got to know each other again- we finally got the nerve to smooch- leave it to Eve, cause I wasn't going to get around to it ;-). Finally, June 4th arrived; we were married & sealed in the Los Angeles Temple - I WAS SO HAPPY! (Still Am :-) Maybe I'll scan my favorite picture and add it one of these days ;-)
Less than 2 months later, our daughter Nicole was on the way 1983. Later Amber would come, 1985, then Erik, 1988 and finally Ariel in 1991 - We had a very happy marriage and family- although it was not perfect and we had more than our share of problems - I'm not good with "money" never have been - but I've always loved working and working hard is what makes me happy although I could have used a few less 80+ hour work weeks and would have enjoyed spending more time with the family I knew Lily was doing a wonderful job as a mother for the kids. We lived with my parents for the first almost 2 years together, then into our very own little mobile home, nearby, then up to Big Bear CA for about 8 years. I worked in Construction, became a Building, Electrical & Engineering contractor in CA from 1986 until we moved to Heber City, Utah, in June of 1996 due to not being able to find enough work during the CA home slump and after losing our house to foreclosure. I ended up changing careers later that year to computers when I was told the Utah Building Council would not actually allow me to transfer my building licenses like they previously said they would and which they currently do now; I was frustrated at the time, but I got over it.
Time pressed on- We'd moved in 1998 to the Solon Ward area of the Kirtland Ohio Stake of Zion. Although I'd been a Stake Missionary off and on since I was 16 and then again 8+ more times, even a a Temple Worker at the Los Angeles Temple, I'd also been the Ward Mission leader and in the Stake Mission presidency many many times- where ever we moved, I was involved in the Missionary program in one way or another - "The Book of Mormon" was true and so easy to share with others! We ALWAYS seemed to be the top baptizing ward or stake in the region. I was also often made the Elders Quorum President - I don't recall ever being a councilor now that I think of it?. Stake President Timothy Hedrick called me and felt very impressed to ordain me as the Elders Quorum President right in the upper room of the John Johnson farm house - the very same room of those special sections of the Doctrine and Covenants, like Section 76 and the 3 Degrees of Glory being defined. Although I was also a Gospel Doctrine Teacher on occasion, I was later ordained a High Priest at 43 I think - just before being brought into the Bishopric as the Ward Clerk. I loved being behind the scenes and doing the legwork :-) but still my favorite calling I had would be as a Blazer Primary Teacher :-)
During these years of raising children and trying to keep a roof over our heads, if i wasn't working, or at church in one calling or another or out Bar-B-Queuing with the family or friends, I pretty much had my nose stuck in scriptures - I never stopped searching for the further light and knowledge we were all promised in the Temple. In later years I'd be reading the volumes of Church History’ and even attempted but couldn't get through the complete yet sometimes questionable Journal of Discourses yet reading ‘The Apocrypha and Pseudepigrapha of the Old Testament’ only brought out more questions, I also read all too many of the very LDS approved Deseret books. [Funny side note, when we eventually moved from Ohio to Salt Lake on our way through San Diego- we gave 8 grocery bags of "LDS" books to the church library - mine was as large as theirs was]
I'd loved and favored the words of Nephi, Jacob, Mormon and Moroni as they narrated the stories in the Book of Mormon yet It always bugged me when I saw how great the story was going only to have something Stop their utterance-see 3 Nephi 26:16 or I was about to write more-see Ether 13:13 or I have only written the lesser part that I may try the faith of my people-see Alma 12: 10-11 or like in Nephi, I'll let you see the remainder of the vision but you can't write about it-it's reserved for John-see 1Nephi 14:28 or Ether 4: 5 sealed up... & 15, that we should rend that veil of unbelief which doth cause you to remain in your awful state of wickedness, and hardness of heart, and blindness of mind, then shall the great and marvelous things which have been hid up from the foundation of the world from... you! or perhaps the one most overlooked of all - "...and many other things he said unto me, which I cannot write at this time." (JSH 1:18-20) I think you get the idea. Since a child I can recall those "Golden Plates" Joseph was commanded to translate but remembered very well there was two thirds he didn't translate and that those "Greater Things" mentioned in Ether, would come forth someday- I had great hope they would come in my lifetime... I just didn't know when!
By mid 2004, I had been traveling a lot for work - I had been employed as a Microsoft Certified Trainer and Engineer since 1997 but the job market was ever changing and at this time I was forced to find work as a self employed "Consultant" I had been a "Consultant" since 2002 (I.e. Looking for steady work) During that time I had many days in sometimes boring hotels- and as part of my job I was always on the internet for one thing or another, teaching, learning, training. I had begun to discover, having some free time for the first time in a long long time, to surf the net for fun- What I began searching for was not certain at first as the internet is a big place. But I soon found I was finding LOT's of LDS discussion groups! WOW! There are tons out there- and I'm sure many more times today than then. But what this led me to understand was there were more people out there- I thought... like me- you know, "searching for the further light and knowledge Father promised to send us! More truth." I was searching for something I knew was missing but couldn't put a finger on and yet the more I searched the more I realized there were many more who seemed to be, anti-tolerant of anything not written by the "Official Prophet's and Apostles."
By November of that year I was getting calloused with the many many "discussion groups" and their lack of "lasting food." During this time I had also discovered "fringe groups" that were very interesting... at first. The Oracles of Mahonri, the Dream Mine, 2Book of Commandments and others yet simply reading them they were all losing their luster- I'd unsubscribed from most of the groups and changed the few I still belonged to into "Daily Digests." Then began to drop those- at one point I was thinking how I sure didn't want to miss a pearl... but just didn't think there were any out there anymore.
One late evening, while finishing up work on a consulting project in Nevada, I was quickly scanning a daily digest from that day and the days before, before heading back to the hotel for the remainder of the evening, exhausted from the day I was expecting to hit the Delete button when my eyes caught this:
I sat right down and Goggled 'sealed portion' and what I found was a bogus Sealed Portion website- 5 minutes of reading and I realized that couldn't be what was being referred to. But then thinking this couldn't be the one in the email, looking at more of the Google results I found it, I found It! http://thesealedportion.com -
The night of the 9th I was able to find, a very simple little website... TheSealedPortion.com and there it was, a little sign that said "Download The Sealed Portion, The Final Testament of Jesus Christ". How could I not read it?
I remember it was late that evening at work and I was anxious to go back to the hotel. As soon as the book was downloaded, I meant to just quickly peek at it to make sure the download was good and go straight to the hotel; instead I just sat back in my chair and thought... what if??? What if this IS true??? Wow - what it could mean to all of us!!! And yes, I'd also thought what if it's a fraud like the others? The way I saw it and still see it to this day is, I had no choice, my quest was not through, I was not dead, I still wanted to know what my Scriptural brethren knew and I all too well knew that I didn't, as Alma 12:10 put's it, "know the Mysteries of God in Full" I was going to read it and read it I did. WOW- I've never looked back! I printed all 1167 or so pages that very night 2 pages per side and even used the company printer and whole punch for the next couple hours to make sure I had it before I left and no... I didn't charge the company for my time that evening.
The following morning after having read through the night... thinking What If??? What If it is True??? I thought I should reply:
I realized sometime later when I reread my email, when I wrote "I only discovered it a day or two ago" I must have been so tired from reading I'd lost track of time; it had only been a day!
Believing the significance of having the Sealed Portion opened up to myself and all people of the world was simply too great to pass up on such an opportunity. I wish I could tell you all the emotions the book brought to me as I read it, but I think it's best if you experience them for yourself, This much I can tell you, I knew by the 40th chapter that I just HAD to find out who the author was. All I knew was his name; Christopher. The website surely didn't help, but somewhere on it, I found his email address and I wrote to him… I knew I had to see him and meet this person - in person - and to answer your thoughts, no, surprisingly to me, I did not have a "testimony" of the book yet, but I was not going to deny the feeling I was getting from reading it, nor to go and see and meet this person, either.
As others can attest to, upon reading the Sealed Portion’s sensible truths, it’s hard to put down and often sleep; food and work seem to fade in importance. I often lost track of time. Moroni had just picked up where he left off and was reading us the riot act with very understandable reasoning!
A Wednesday early that following week, I was back home in Ohio, my reading completed to that incredible chapter 40 I'd determined I must meet the author, and having earlier written but not receiving a response, the following day I was informed that another company I was contracting for had scheduled me for the following week to travel to San Diego to which that Saturday I learned the author lived about a 30 minute drive from where I was to be working! Needless to say, I was getting very anxious.
At this time I'd talked with Lily about what I'd found - I'd even sent a tiny email to my mom, Nicole and Amber saying: You gotta read this, xox dad :-) with a link to TSP - In hindsight I wish I hadn't - but it worked out for the best actually. Lily just though yeah sure... I'm sure it's like all the rest- you'll be excited about it then it will fade-John, I'm glad you're happy but I aint gonna read it-
Arrangements were made for me to meet Christopher through Tony Wilkerson, the Thursday evening after work (before I'd be flying back on the following 6 am Friday morning flight) in the hotel lobby where I was staying. Finally, what seemed to take months; that Thursday evening finally arrived.
I was anxiously sitting in the lobby when in stepped Christopher. We greeted each other with a hug as if we were two brothers, old friends, easily catching up. I know this man! I thought to myself, He is Joseph's twin! At least he looked to me like I'd always imagined a real Prophet in man’s clothing would look-he seemed very familiar, yet we'd never met. We gave each other a big bear hug... I think I was blithering like a star struck teenager something I'd never ever done or no one who knows me knows I'd ever done in the past. (I was born in Hollywood, California, raised around movie stars, have them in the family and worked for movie stars for about 10 years as an electrical and building contractor but I could care less!)
Chris and I drove in his son's rusty, rickety old car, I was so happy to be in that car that night... I could feel, somehow, something was different, Christopher fit my preconceived notions of what a true Prophet like Joseph or Moroni or even Jesus might have looked like in their day-his demeanor was only full of love surely not one like the LDS Prophets I had grown up reading, hearing and seeing. We drove a short ways away to a person named Judy's home, she had assisted Chris in getting the early manuscripts into the MSWord document form. We three, talked for hours I think until about 1am and sadly we had to let the person get some rest before going to work in the morning, I could sleep on the plane and wasn't about to let sleep get in the way of visiting this "potential Prophet". We returned to my hotel. We talked for another hour or more, and out of respect, I had to let Chris leave otherwise he would have stayed and talked through until morning if I'd asked. What we talked about is a treasured memory, it isn't important to anyone else but me, except for his council, "Just read the book and you'll know for yourself if it's true". Exactly the same council Moroni gives regarding the Book of Mormon.
When Christopher left, I walked down to the beach- I called Lily, I remember telling her much about my first impressions.. I believe at this point she began to be concerned that I was being taken in by all of this. I had no doubt Christopher was who the Sealed Portion said he was - he had answered things that were questions I'd had for many years in the LDS church that they can never answer - yet he answered them in simple conversations without me even having to ask specifics- His answers to one or two questions was like talking to a child prodigy-Wow!
Although I completed the book later that December and really by then knew that I knew the book was true same as I knew the BOM was also true… I began to know for myself what I was reading was not from Christopher, it was from "Father", Our Father from Heaven, sent by a True Messenger, bringing that Further Light and Knowledge He promised to send all of us, the same Light and Knowledge I had been seeking all my life…
The book brought a world of understanding to me- but my dear Lily, wasn't so thrilled- it tore her world in half - When I had learned about this Marvelous Work and a Wonder that Christopher was doing for Humanity and that the Sealed Portion had nothing to do with the LDS Church - my life changed, this caused unhappy problems for Lily and indirectly for our children. Lily was happy [content] in church and with "Status Quo" Why rock the boat? - She truly believed that this would all fade away like the other books I'd read, exciting at first and a fizzle at the end, and that my being a "visionary man" would blow over. Problem was... it wasn't blowing over- I had found peace like I'd never known before and wasn't exactly as tender with what I was learning as I could have been if I knew what I was going to read before I'd read it; i.e. If I knew then what I know now. My "excitement" over this thousand plus page book often giggling with bubbling happiness while I read, and me telling her I'd found what I've been searching for all my life- frightened her- and rightly so! She ended up calling her brother Joey, he went off on her and me- he said I must have never been faithful in the church and this was being cause by me being unfaithful to her... Lily realized it was a mistake to talk to him about something he knew nothing about.
Over the next several months Lily continued to try and get me back to church or to let me just do my thing but to let her be her at church - I more than her, couldn't let her do so, I was so happy with TSP that she was miserable! She was angry and depressed, she "prayed for hours on end in her closet" to get me to see the error of my ways- after another return home from traveling trip and seeing my garments, which in all our years had never hit the floor, sitting in the garbage instead of in the hamper flipped her switch- she knew I was serious. She knew this might cost her our marriage and everything she knew up to that point. I didn't want my dear Lily to be unhappy and if she would be happier in the LDS church I would fade away if that was what she wanted...
At some point on another trip I took for work - Lily broke down- in tears, she picked up a copy of the Sealed Portion, and read for herself- she called me on the 3rd day and said she had been reading it and knew it was true. I think she finished the whole book in 5 days - she too didn't eat or even take care of the kids once she picked it up - she had to get through it- but out of fear of losing me and in that she knew some of the things she'd asked me about were true- they just made so much sense she couldn't argue with it-but her Latina pride(?) wouldn't let her read the book-she wanted me to denounce it and go back to life as it was; but I could not, nor would not throw away the pearl I'd been given.
I mentioned earlier that when I first received the TSP, I sent my two girls, and cc:d my Mom, a link to the book and simply said, You gotta read this book! xox dad :-)
At the time our 2nd daughter, Amber, was about to be married in the Temple- now, some 6 months or so later, I was not going to be able to attend nor would Lily go after knowing what she then knew- it crushed our Daughter. She is married and has two beautiful children, now-in time we hope she may stop condemning her parents for leaving the church and embracing a work that was for the whole of Humanity!
The oldest, Nicole, was in BYU at the time and she slowly began to go through the book and to ask Lily questions along the way- the direct contrast of the truths she was learning were in direct contrast to the LDS education she was receiving. In time she has been freed and is very happy with her new found freedom and life outside "religion" HUMAN REALITY-Who We Are and Why We Exist! Was a cap stone for her- but that's another story that I hope she'll be able to write some day.
Our son Erik was VERY happy his father read the Sealed Portion and met Christopher and changed his life because he, our son, was MISERABLE in church - although we NEVER forced him to attend, I'm sure it was hard at times for him to say no to attending with us-but he did get pretty good at it ;-) As a teenager he too found no true friends or integrity, but saw things even as my father did, with great hypocrisy. Not really sure what would have happened if we had continued down the path we were on- me living the real gospel has changed his life for the better. He one time told Christopher, "I got my father back!" (The church & scriptures had consumed my life in his (and my) opinion) We are the best of friends :-)
Our youngest, Ariel, she's now 18 and expecting her son in June, is a treasure- she's been able to live a very free life- not that we ever forced her or any of our children to do things like attend school or church or date if they didn't want to- she does so without judgment and knows that we love her unquestionably. She is very strong willed and minded- she grabs life by the horns and calls people on the spot for not telling truths or talking about things that just don't make sense-
Anyways, I got off on the present- as it was, the following year, 2005, Lily and I were (“happily”) excommunicated from the church- but that too is another story albeit much shorter than this one…suffice it to say we brought cookies to those worried men who promised us they would keep our excommunication quiet - I said for the sake of their flock they should - and yet we heard later through a friend that the excommunication was later announced by them in RS & EQ & HP meetings, Sunday School AND at he Pulpit at Sacrament meeting - "The Roh's, John & Lily, have been Excommunicated for apostasy and requested that no one ever contact them again" HAH! Couldn't be further from the truth! :-)
When I met Christopher that night he told me I would be responsible for the websites "probably all the days of my life" and thus I have been except for a short part while I was "Tested" as Christopher calls it - and will continue to do so as long as my brain keeps workin-
I have read all the works of this Marvelous Work and a Wonder, These are incredible "Works" the "Fruit" is unlike anything I've ever tasted before- Christopher, who has openly disclosed his True Identity, is a True Messenger sent down from Father, and I exhort you to give strict heed to his council and teachings and he will lead you in the way of life and salvation.
I wish you much love and peace as you read the books and ask yourself as I did, “what if??? What if this IS true???”
John Roh aka: Johnny by my little brother and those who count me as their friend :-)
Along with the ones I'd mentioned above, these are some of my favorite Scriptures that helped me recognize the Sealed Portion when it came into my life:
Thus is the surest, purest way any individual may receive a personal witness and know whether such works are true. All are exhorted to read for themselves and find further truth & light leading to knowledge peace and happiness through the eternal commands given “Love and Do unto all others as you would have them love and do unto you.” See also, rod vessels reference to "THE TEST (In Christopher’s Own Words)"
It truly is a Marvelous Work and a Wonder where every question ends with the same solution - the WUF and Doing unto all others as you would have them love and do unto you. :-)
I can finally say... I no longer regret that I have but one life to give for MyGlobalNeighbors :-)
WHAT IS THE VOICE OF THE 'ONE CRYING IN THE WILDERNESS' TELLING US? Ask Him Yourself!
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