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by Ruth Burkhalter – California

It has been three years, since I was asked to go to see a man who was an Apostle. (Like in the days of the Disciples, Apostles walked with the first Church in Acts with Jesus.)  I was asking to attend a church in Gardena, CA. where a man was speaking on the Bride of Christ. A month before this God gave me a vision in prayer time, showing me the Bride he had hand picked out for his son Jesus (Yeshua).  He was preparing her; she went from a Bride dress to a Warrior fully dressed in armor. I really didn’t understand the meaning of this vision then but it has since been revealed by God.

When I was asked to go, out of my mouth flowed five or six excuses why I couldn’t. They just ran out of my mouth. This was not at all like me, normally when it comes to God stuff I’m right there, ready to hear more.  I realized in the middle of all the excuses that I needed to control my tongue.  It had gone wild. I told the person on the other end of the phone to please hold I prayed. I went to my bedroom and prayed, “God, what was that all that about? I never talk like that?  What were all those excuses?” While I was praying I heard,“ Ruthie go, I will make the way! There are answers to your questions and prayers. Go now!”  So back to the phone I went to say, yes.  John 14:6 Jesus said to him, “I am the way”.

Like most of us, my husband and I live very busy lives. This meeting was at 6:00 p.m. on the other side of Los Angeles.  Normal drive it would take 1.5 hours from my house with NO traffic.  But I would have to make the drive in the middle of the afternoon commute time. Hello! This could be a two to three hour drive. Really! Dinner for my husband wasn’t getting made. I called him to say he was on his own; I was off to a Bible Study in Gardena! Boy, was he surprised. Thank you Lord, you gave me such an understanding husband. And to top it off I had to shower. Off I flew, with 20 minutes to meet the other person that lived 15 minutes away. By now it was 5:00 p.m. I don’t know about your Angel but mine has to fly pretty fast to be ahead of me I’m sure I keep him very busy. God promised he would make the way and He did. We arrived at 7:00 p.m. and the speaker had just started.

God’s Plan
The first thing I heard Apostle Mike Petro say was “If you been told  ’once saved always saved‘ you were lied too!”  Wow!  What a punch! This rocked me to the core!  My foundational teaching was being tested. I came from a Southern Baptist background.  At seventeen when I accepted Christ and ever since I had been taught “once saved, always saved.” I was fooled for years? How could I have been lied too, God?  In the next few minutes I would be tested in what I believe and who I was in Christ. Boy, was I going into shock? I got a headache. It seemed that my walk all those years could have been built on lies.  How could that be? What did I miss?  I had seen and heard God do amazing things in my life.  I had seen visions and miracles in my life and in others peoples lives too! What did I miss, God?

I had always searched out God, loved Him, and held Him above other gods (so I thought). I lived my life by the Ten Commandments, at least I thought I had. I married a good Christian man, raised our boys in church, studied the Bible, served Him, worshipped Him; and through all of this God lead me to know more of Him. What did I miss? “What did I miss, Lord?”   My heart was broken into pieces that night. I felt like a piece of broken pottery.  Who was I?  There went my identity.  Could there be more to my relationship with God?  Did I really know Christ?  I was rocked to the core of my foundation, it shook what I believed!

I wanted to run out of there but I couldn’t move.  I heard the Lord God say “Stay to know my truths, my truth will set you free!”  The Holy Spirit came to comfort me in this anxiety I was feeling. I cried that night during the teaching, as there was a shaking and revealing of the truths to myself and others in the room. His word says: John 14:6 Jesus said to him, “I am the way, and the truth, and the life. Again, He is gentle to remind me.

It wasn’t easy to hear that there was more to God’s word that I hadn’t heard or read. I knew God had challenged me over the years in walking with him, to not believe always what I heard from the pulpit or the man in it. God would tell me to go home and read the scripture that had been shared over for myself and listen as it spoke to my heart. I did, but not like today! Not like that night when Apostle Mike Petro shook and broke the foundation of my beliefs.  He gave me new tools to rebuild my foundation; this time it would be built on a solid rock! He challenged us to search it out for ourselves,  to not  just take him at his word.

I went every week, driving 1.5 – 2.5 hours through LA traffic. My van full of people or not, I was going anyway, sharing with others the new freedom I’d found and wanting more of it.  I found I was so hungry for this truth of God. He was sharing the revelation of God and His character. Every week God revealed new truths that are hidden His Word.   Mysteries, Secrets, deeper things; funny thing was that it was there all the time. I was blinded to it or veiled. Some were old truths I knew, but deeper levels of the truth were hidden and needed to be dug out. It says in Proverb 23:2 It is the glory of God to conceal things, but the glory of kings is to search out a matter. God has hidden treasures in the Word.  We are supposed to be like kings, that is who we are to become, if we search the matters out!  Check this word out: 1 Cor. 2: 6-16 in the ESV version ..

You know when you would go home to visit Mom and Dad’s and she would cook a feast with all your favorite foods, and you just couldn’t get enough of it? Well, that’s the way it was for me and still is. Pulling up to table and eating all that that Dad has for me – meat and everything.  Mmmmm!  I listened to Apostle Mike day and night, when driving back and forth to meetings or out on errands. I was starved for the truth.  I bought every CD I could get my hands on.

He showed us a free computer tool to use, to help us get a deeper study in the word (www.E-SWORD.net), with Bibles and Concordances and much more. It is awesome. I watch people at the meetings with their computers as they follow along with the teaching, pulling up scriptures. I had never seen this in a church before they would have a word in the verse they wanted to study and they looked it up in the Strong’s dictionary by using the number beside the word.  It would show the Hebrew or Greek definitions.  I loved it.  Some times the King James Bible uses a word, but it was not the meaning in Gods’ language, Hebrew. It brought the Bible to life for me. I got exposed to Hebrew and love it, learning it a lot faster than I did Spanish (and it’s staying with me!).  Wow, this opened my eyes more!

Learning Hebrew was a good tool, but the best tool was Apostle Mike’s “School of the Prophet”. Here was a great tool or a weapon to use for learning the deeper things of God and His Word. To prepare, teach prophets, and give them an understanding of scriptures prophetically. I was very interested in the school because I had already been looking at two schools that had been recommended to me. You see, God’s plan is to give you even better than what you think you need and desire. This was a deeper teaching than other schools offered. It’s all in a day’s work for Him.

I signed up in the School of Prophet for $430 and split the cost with a friend; a great price for something that could change your life. I’ve paid thousands of dollars for schools, classes and courses for self-improvement, business, and to learn about things of God. But the value has been far better than I ever imagined. You can’t put a price on it! The word is priceless, like a great pearl.

Many changes have happened in me. With each lesson my eyes opened more, my ears listened more intently.  In my mind, my body, my spirit, my life, and my Salvation I have healing. It has given me a deeper and prophetic understanding of God’s Word. For the first time in my life I truly have the understanding of the parables and what they are there for, and what they mean to us, and what Jesus is saying to us.  The Bible is truly alive!  Before I took the School of Prophet I struggled all through my life with reading skills. I read what I had to just to get by in everyday life. Now I know I was missing so many wonderful things, let alone in the Bible. I’m sure there are others like myself out there who struggled, or are struggling now with not understanding even the surface level of the Word, called the Logos. It’s like reading a history book. I hate to admit that the Bible sometimes seemed boring. We have been taught at this level for so long. Others pass it down to us, generations accepting it as “Gospel truth.” You might say it was the blind leading the blind. No eyes to see! Or maybe the eyes were veiled.  Learning to read, and digging into the deeper things, the deeper level, the Sod level, Rhema Word – like cracking open a nut and getting the meat out – the tasty stuff, you know!

But with The School of the Prophet and studying the Mysteries and Secrets, the revelations of God and Jesus are revealed. You know, the last three years has gone very fast. I became so focused on revelation of the Word that I choose to study everyday for at least ten hours.  Because I wanted too! Sometimes, I had to take the test over two or three times because I didn’t read questions right. That didn’t stop me. I felt I need to make up for lost time not knowing the Word, and learning how to share it with everyone from my past and my future. After all, The Bride has to get ready!  I now have a more truthful and closer walk with the Father God and Jesus. I just finished the school last month. It has been the best thing I’ve ever done. An accomplishment for me that is a true success in my life. Greater success even than my college education.

The School of the Prophet gives us scriptures to back up everything that is needed for a new foundation of faith and confidence.  Moving us into the new mindset to have eyes to see and ears to hear. Thank you, Apostle Mike, for all the time, study, sweat, and commitment you put into the School of the Prophet!

Sign up Now! For The School of the Prophets! Don’t let the price stop you. Call Forerunner today to change your Life! You can buy 5 lessons at time to break it up to smaller bite. Or Split it with a friend! There are No excuses!

The Father’s Spirit put the hunger in me, the desire, and the courage to keep going and never stop. It wasn’t easy, many scarifies were made. Even when people said, “Why are you studying like this?” It was well worth it!  It isn’t what I’ve done but He who lives in me. He gets all the Glory!!!  Thank You, Yeshua! .  Joh 14:6 Jesus said to him, “I am the way, and the truth, and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me. Joh 14:7 If you had known me, you would have known my Father also. From now on you do know him and have seen him.” Come and learn the deeper level of teaching in this scripture and more. Join others, and myself who have received the keys to unlock the Mysteries from The School of the Prophets.

Thanks to my husband Ken for supporting me these past three years and helping me walk the walk with God. I Love You, Honey!

Ruth Burkhalter 5773
7th Trumpet blew
Get ready, the Bridegroom cometh!


by Hope – Camarillo, CA, USA  Age: 80

My name is Hope, I’m Eighty years young, with four married grown children, a grandmother of eight and great grandmother of five.
Little did I know that in five shorts months I would experience a major milestone in my life. This was supposed to be a visit with my daughter Ruthie and husband Ken for a few months to give me time to make a move to Arizona with my other daughter and family. Just when we thought this was all figured out, God showed us that he had another plan. My son-in-law got a job back in southern California and would be moving the family within a few weeks. This being so sudden, the family had to take a small apartment for a short time allowing them to adjust to the situation.
So, that changed my plans too! Now, not knowing what I would do or when, it looked as though I would be staying with Ruthie longer.  In Meantime, Ruthie had been attending a church in Victorville, CA. Every week she drives 2 ½ hours there and back and sometimes twice. I couldn’t image driving that far to church.She has always sought God in her life to have a closer walk with Him. She also has been learning through the School of the Prophet with Forerunner Miniseries and sharing with me about the Apostle Michael Petro, and his church. When we were traveling from Colorado she had played his teachings in the car the whole trip. I felt as if I already knew him, but I didn’t understand a lot of what he was teaching. He talked a lot about “The Mysteries” in the Bible. I never had heard of this before. He would say,” We need eyes to see and ears to hear.” I would later find out what that meant.

When I was growing up, as a little girl, my grandmother was in a Pentecostal church. I loved her so much; I loved spending time with her. She loved God. But, sometimes I was afraid of the way she and others would prayed or how they spoke in tongues or worshipped, and people would be laying on the floor under the Spirit of God. I didn’t have an understanding and neither did I have the Baptism of Holy Spirit. Years ago, I became a Southern Baptist, learning about Jesus but not really knowing him like I do now. I wished I had known then what I know now! I’ve learned a lot since I have been staying with Ruthie. We worship every morning, listen to a teaching of Apostle Michael and study the Word.
We also attend to Living Faith Fellowship in Gardena with the most loving and caring people I’ve ever met. Every Tuesday we receive more teaching from Apostle Mike Petro such as: Mysteries, Keys to Kingdom, DNA of God, The Bride, Parables, and much, much, more. It’s a much deeper teaching than I ever experienced before.
The first time I went to Forerunner Church it was like stepping back in time! They meet in the old base theater which used to be George Air Force Base in Victorville for their services. You see, this is where I met my husband back in the 50’s! Boy, talk about flashbacks! The feeling of being somewhat misplaced and out of sorts lasted for only a short time. But soon I realized I was here to hear the message from Yah (God). I started learning to search out the meaning of words in Hebrew; Did you know that Hebrew is God’s language? The parables, that Yeshua (Jesus) spoke, (Apostle Michael said) have deeper things in the them. It is up to us to search them out and to find out what they are. And they [the parables] are! You just have to dig in and look! As I’m studying, I’m finding out the Old Testament is a shadow of things to come, which leads me to the New Testament, and that through out the Old Testament is the revelation of Jesus Christ and the character of God.
In Ecclesiastes 1:9  it reads, “What has been will be again, what has been done will be done again: there is nothing new under the sun.”

I had been praying that God would give me wisdom and more understanding, about what I was supposed to do, and where should I live. To be honest, I know God is suppose to carry our burdens on His shoulders, but I was worried about it! I just needed peace. I also wanted to be healed too! I’ve had Osteoporosis, Arthritis for over 30 years, which had slowed me down some. I’m being healed every day. New changes are happening in my body with more flexibility, and strength in my bones. I am feeling free, and I’ve been having more peace,  joy, and happiness in my heart. I know that now I have eyes to see and ears to hear, as the result is that I’m learning the Mysteries, the hidden things (which is spiritual, and prophetic when reading in Matt. 13 “Parable of Sower”).
Then, in November, Forerunner Ministries had held a conference. A guest speaker, a Prophet, whose name is Michel Chevalier, came and shared some great things with us. On the last night, he called me out and told me not to worry about where I was because, “God has you in the right place at this time. And He is going to give you wisdom.” I couldn’t believe it. How did he know that? This was all new to me. I hadn’t been around Prophets before. He told us there have been over 5,000 documented cases of gold teeth appearing in his conferences. God would just bring it, and it was a sign of wisdom, as he explains to everyone in the conference. The next morning after the conference we were in our hotel room. My Ruthie, asked me if I had checked my teeth for a gold tooth? I said, “NO!” She told me to open my mouth and let her look! I finally did and there on the right top molar was gold. She got so excited and took a picture to show everyone. She told me how it looked like God filled it from the inside out! It was a very bright and shiny beautiful gold tooth! Also, on the other side of my mouth an old filling had been filled with a new gold filling!
Bellow is a picture of my gold tooth to share with you! I can’t believe that God blessed me this way. I guess it‘s His way to get me to open my mouth to give a testimony of who He is and the sign of the wisdom.
I’ve learned to surrender myself to the Lord, Yahweh. I’ve found it to be His way and not my way!


by Thomas Fleshood – Wabash, Indiana, USA  Age: 42

I want to start off by saying how difficult this is for me to share my story with all those who will read this. This is a true story and accurate to the best of my ability to remember.

Even though many of you will never see my face, the thoughts of those scars residing in times past, will without mercy overwhelm me, bringing that dark and tortured heartless nightmare back to a saved man once again. I should tell you even though these memories may bring great sadness to my heart, they by no means thrash me in slavery as they once did in my past. I am a man who has been covered by the blood of One who truly loves me, so much so, that when He took that wicked man that I was, upon Himself, I became stripped and emptied awaiting new instruction, left with a radiant new heart, being saved from the slavery in which I was chained to, for what I thought was an eternity without hope.

Before I move forward in sharing with you my past, you will come to see someone who bore great anger against his father. By my growth In Christ Jesus through His Love releasing me from that dark self made wickedness, I have seen just how lost that my father truly was.His pain, his sadness and his inability to see Christ and what He has to offer, was so far out of reach that he sought no relationship with him, wanting no one to speak with him about God.I sorrow greatly for him with forgiveness and love bringing not the past to the present for any accusation, holding no anger against him but only praying in hope for his soul, knowing that he too can become a mighty tool in the furthering of God’s word with love being released from the torment within, walking together as brothers In Christ.

As a child I grew up in a home which harbored great physical abuse upon me and my siblings whenever we did anything wrong, or just because our father endured a trying day at work. My memories take me back to a time when my father’s rewards for our wrongs would bring the wrath of his belt, his fist or his open hands, and if by any means he did not feel satisfied, he would grab us by the ankles, hanging us upside down against the wall and would proceed in beating our heads into the floor.

We would be playing with great joy and sharing the thoughts of a child-like fantasy in some made up war theme, playing with little green army men, when suddenly our father, swinging the door open to our room with great force, bringing us to an immediate trembling in fear of the pain that was about to take place, grabbed my brother lifting him under the shoulder with one hand bringing him high and to the wall, proceeded to beat him as if he were a monstrous beast to be killed.

My heart would race and tears would fall from my eyes knowing that I was next and with great confusion and despair I could not find a place to hide avoiding the anger that filled my father’s heart at that very moment. When he finished with his violent corrections inflicted upon my brother, he quickly threw him aside and turned towards me as if a lions hunger was left unsatisfied. Quickly grabbing my shirt by the chest, with great force he threw me against the wall striking me in all vulnerable areas across my body, leaving me feeling each blow like a rippling explosion consuming my body every second. With a quickening speed, he pulled me away from the wall just to slam me back up against it once again, removing the very breath that was left within my body, bringing my cries for my mother to a silence.

Finishing his wrath from exhaustion, he threw me into the dresser as if I were a toy with such strength that it toppled over and crushed me underneath. The pain from the dresser falling upon my body was so over whelming that I again lost my breath, leaving me with an inability to cry out. Then walking out to leave us to care for our own wounds, we laid very still attempting to calm our rapid breathing, crying in silence, horribly afraid to make our father’s wrath any worse.

That night alone in my room after bedtime, by sheer desperation, after so many years of abuse I sought the help with praying hands calling upon satan himself to end my father’s reign in our lives. In peril and torment lasting day after day, hatred and anger became common place within my heart, birthing a vengeance inside of me that only satan himself could place a definition upon, and by no means was this vengeance passive or unresponsive.At the very age of 9 years old, I fired back, but not of my own will….. something in me snapped, and even though I was still small in comparison to my father, I was a monster to be feared.

After a beating from my father one day, as he was walking out, I broke. My whole body and thought process just shattered. It was as if something else hoarded itself within me, taking over. Coming up from the floor with fire screaming from my eyes, I proceeded to attack my father grabbing anything and everything that was available to me at that time.From that moment on I could only remember bits and pieces of flashes as to what happened in all that took place. I had no idea as to what I had done, the most I can remember is my father running from me heading down the stairs and from there everything went black as if my very existence ceased. I awoke and everything in my room was destroyed, I struggled for air but couldn’t get enough, my sight was hindered by a fading blackness that would come and go within seconds, my body was paralyzed with exhaustion having tears falling from my eyes rolling off my cheeks, listening to every drop hit the floor as if I were floating over a pond.

Within a few minutes of my awakening I heard sirens, and soon after, the sounds of many footsteps racing up the stairs running to my room with many people hovering over me as if I were going to die. Sweeping me away just as quickly, they placed me, tied to a gurney, arms and legs restrained from any movement injecting me with something that immediately put me to sleep. When I awoke from the medication that was injected into me, I found myself locked in an institution being assessed for information concerning my long term stay.

It is with great sadness for me to say that my fears and pains were not over, I had a false hope of safety from the pains that I thought would end. I was now starting with a completely new round of torture and pain, one that I knew never existed, leaving me feeling hopeless and worthless as if my very life meant nothing to anyone. I was left without hope of ever feeling the love and joy from any one person again. I soon found myself in a downward spiral facing over 20 different institutions within my years as a youth and young adult.In those institutions, much hardships and hatred was engraved into me, searing within the very depths of my soul. I was at the mercy of those whom I was supposed to trust and yet even they found in their temptations ways to hurt me without others having any knowledge, threatening me of the oncoming doom I would endure if I was to ever reveal their dirty secrets. In my growth, relationships with others was,“to say the least”, unhealthy. All my friendships and relationships were born and tilled in these institutions. My first girl, fights, fun, arguments and schooling were all part of my life in these institutions. I even received my GED under the guardianship of a state institution.

By the time I was sent back to my parents, we were moved by my father’s new job within months of my release. In no time, I lost the ability to remain in my new home because of my disobedience leaving me homeless and in hunger. I ended up finding a place to stay in these apartments that were being constructed about a mile away and my little brother with his great dedication would bring me food and drink, hoping for a better solution to my situation. But in desperation and lack of wisdom and anger, I felt I had to make a choice and I knew no one in the new state that I lived in and knew many from the state that I left , so with little, money and no clothes to pack I left and headed to those I knew best and felt safest. To my surprise very few came to my response for help and being under age I had no real avenue or prospects for work. The streets became my home now and I soon found out just how keen predators were in picking out those who were runaways or just lost and desperate souls.

It happened within the first few days, I was manipulated into going with this man to his home and being as hungry as I was, the promise of money through small tasks, seemed alluring, tempting me to a degree of happiness through the pounding uneasiness residing within the depths of my stomach. As soon as we got to his home these tasks changed and he took off his shirt and requested that I rub his back. I was in danger and I knew it, so giving him a relaxed agreement, I told him to lay down and when he did I immediately ran to and out the door and continued to run until I could take no more hiding in a building shaking in great fear of him ever finding me. You may find this to be a lesser story to which you might have wanted to read, but nevertheless the impact of the immediate danger was real and the offenses of my past granted me the wisdom of discernment. The rules of survival had changed; I was no longer living in a controlled environment and no longer were others also limited by their environment.It was a grab for all, especially in the parts of the city that I found to be easy access to the things I might need.

As days went on I soon became so overwhelmed with hunger that I raided a McDonalds dumpster in order to fill my stomach. And fill that stomach I did. My time spent looming on the streets left cold, hungry and scared had me searching for places on a nightly basis to rest my head in a safe environment. The goodwill dumpsters became my home at night finding warm donated blankets and safety because I could dig myself deep and be hid out of site. About a year later I was so fed up with the life on the streets being unpredictable at every turn I soon pickup a pay phone and dialed 911 telling them that I was a run away from another state and I needed help. It didn’t take long for them to arrive and with gentleness they brought me back to the station and questioned me as to where I was from and do I want to go back. As much as I didn’t want the same thing to continue to happen with me and my father, I said yes I want to go home. The officer got up from the table and went and called my parents house and soon returned with an angered look upon his face, and with compassion and regret he told me my father never wanted to see me again. I was speechless but not surprised and yet for some reason it hurt. I was soon within 1hr or so delivered to a lockup for kids until they could determine what to do with me. Within weeks I was taken in front of the family courts asking me as to why I was in the situation that I was and with the answer explained they were still left as to where to put me. I told them that I could stay at a homeless shelter until my birthday and then they could release me from state guardianship at that time, reaching the age of 18.

To my surprise this was allowed.

After years in this never ending cycle of a perverted and tampered edition to the meaning of life, I did find a way out and to me it was the Holy Grail (Drugs and alcohol).These two mind bending products hid the pain and brought about a boy who in times past could only fantasize such happiness. By no means did this cure me as to what I thought was my life beginning anew, though I was numb to the abominations of my current and past circumstances, what I felt to be a new life soon became a hidden liability changing me into the hunter and not the hunted. I inflicted much pain and tribulations upon those whom I thought were my friends and those closes to me, even the stranger passing by. I’ve stabbed people, and stolen that which never belonged to me, from homes, people, cars and whatever I suppose you could ponder. I received what I reaped in many lockup facilities and each time I came out going right back to the drugs and alcohol, those products I felt to be the loved ones of my life in that I could trust and base my daily decisions on. I know now more than ever that if I hadn’t been under such influence of drugs and alcohol that there would be several people who would be at peace in their lives, not troubled over being victimized by what they may interpret as a heartless piece of trash worthy of only darkness behind bars.

The thrashings of my past living within me dictating and consuming my soul with fire left me alone not only within myself but brought a wall between me and my Creator. It was always the thoughts as to why did all this happen to me, and how can I end this, seeking vengeance with these impurities and evil to be imputed to all those whom I felt transgressed me. I, of myself, became an idol to my surroundings and by no means did I ever feel or consider as though I was undeserving of the satisfaction for revenge. I cannot stress the hatred and the evil that took comfort within the depths of me. I felt as if you all had no right to live and with that I was the one who should address the actions into your deaths. I ponder wicked thoughts in my heart and wished horrible things to take place upon others hoping for their torturous downfall. I wasted so much time hoping for the fall of those who hurt me, wishing those who tore pieces from my heart would suffer a greater torment.I never knew how much time I wasted in allowing such thoughts to consume me.My anger and hatred for others imprisoned me. I was no one but belonged to everyone.

I’ve spent 35 years of my life thinking of nothing more but vengeance. In that energy and emotion I spent so much in thought towards others that I found myself to be lonely, hurting for more, searching for truth and peace from this torture that I myself fed throughout my lifetime.Eventually my anger directed itself inward.I found myself to be thinking bad thoughts just by habit and yet my very heart cried out for understanding and comfort. I could take no more, I knew no way out, my very life was consumed with the thoughts of others and they themselves where carrying on with their lives as joyful and fulfilling without thought of me.I didn’t matter to them.

I was broken and didn’t know it, I was laid up in sickness and dying in an illness that consumed me by habit (Drug Abuse).The doctors knew and spoke of my nearing death.I was finally at the end, I could go no father in my dying body and I knew within the marrow of my very bones that I was condemned.But somehow I knew, even though that every part of me was wicked and undeserving, that there was hope.I knew because I saw no other path that lead out but the path of righteousness. I broke down and cried upon my covers and asked with a fearful broken heart calling out to God, Save me Father, save me, I am so undeserving of your love, let alone your desiring attention, yet I, Father, ask within my cold and wicked heart will you please take this broken man that you see and save me from the depth of hell that I so well deserve. I am yours I surrender; you have all of me, do with me what you wish, just please come into my life and save me my Father.

With those last words coming to a finish in my prayerful cries to God, a voice penetrated every part of my body, giving me that chance, allowing me to know that He would be there for me, but it was the only chance I had.I was afraid, I had not experienced such a thing in my life, but I submitted to His authority and from that very moment on I walked as a new born baby, walking and stumbling throughout my new growth with a new heart. I cried so much in pain from all the years I’ve wasted not knowing the love and forgiveness that God’s Son Jesus Christ has had awaiting for me.My life was made new in Christ, I am in love with others forgiving all, thinking not of the wicked things I can do to others, but having much concern for those who take so much of their own thoughts and time to justify their hatred. I stemmed such growth on the very words of God to counsel me in my every step.If I slipped and reverted to a sneaking wicked habit I would call out the words of encouragement and love from the Bible, Casting down imaginations and every high thing that exalts itself against the knowledge of God and bringing into captivity every thought to the obedience of Christ.I knew in my heart that I was a refined individual stepping ever closer to that heavenly gift promised to me.And yes my friends my walk with Christ was not one filled with riches and complete peace in this world but one filled with riches and peace within the Holy Spirits residing presence in my body, having a growth and understanding from the temptations and hard times, refining the new man that I am, founded firmly in God’s word ready for that righteous and revealing Day of Judgment for all.

In all, I may have had some hard times in my growth with God but my heart stayed at peace in Jesus and as I drew closer to Him, He drew closer to me, filling me with his wisdom and love for all.I could not and would not trade my true love“God Almighty the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ” for the life that I left behind.I no longer stand in fire with the hatred of satan within my heart.I now stand in righteousness firmly founded upon the true wisdom in guidance and love for every thought and step I take in this new life.

Our anger that we hold in our hearts, only projects an image of immaturity and loneliness posting our feelings as if we deserved the throne of charity, boasting around about as if we owned authority.We already stand condemned in our lives without Christ Jesus, even if we live a life of joy and prosperity, even if you fill that you stood strong guiding your children up in great wisdom, even if you strived to love and give to others with all your might and dedication.

In all this,… anger,… depression,… happiness,…a giving heart,… a dedicated mother or father or a hard responsible worker, you will still stand condemned being judged alone and your sentence will be that of an eternity in the depths of hell to be tormented forever, never seeing another death again.

If you have not the Father, all that you do stands against the Father being sin and the Father being God Almighty in His Righteous Judgment cannot and will not look upon you with mercy in that revealing day of his Glorious Sons coming for the gathering of his children, those who have died first then those who stand alive next, but all taken within a twinkling of an eye.

But in all this suffering and prideful living, we don’t have to stand alone to face this judgment and condemnation, for we have an attorney (Jesus Christ), an advocate standing with powers far above kings and kings against kings, ruling all as far beyond the sights that man could endure to see or imagine. Where by Him in His unwavering love, will stand in our place and speak of the great sacrifice that has been given to cover our sins. There is no room for Christ in our lives while such bountiful riches in our hearts take weight to the wants and desires of this world in the individual’s life.

You may feel as though it’s too much to give up, too much has been done, I have so much to straighten out, if only I can just put this away. Take this, my very words to heart with all sincerity that I speak to you…. Through the very thoughts being of the same mind in times past that you now have, I give you this promise as even the Father has promised me and all those who come to Him unclean or clean. You can at anytime with a sincere and repentive heart call upon the name of Jesus Christ confessing your sins no matter how big or small and in you will He fill with His Holy Spirit, renewing your hearts in a new birth ready for that redeeming and revealing day of salvation for all whom believe in the Son of God. Remember also this, if by any means this may comfort you, God does not measure salvation by the weight that you carry, instead the Fathers Son Jesus Christ enduring the burdens of sin throughout the world died so that he could lift that weight off your shoulders carrying it for you.

When I gave all that I was to Jesus allowing his love to bear my burdens, I became free in spirit and mind.I can only pray and look upon you with a wishful heart that you would share such a gift with me being released and having hope in the now and ever after.

This testimony is such a small piece from that person you may think you see. But let me please with love speak to you with gratitude thanking my Father God almighty and the Father of our precious Lord Jesus Christ, that by my tribulations and trials, though they be in many numbers, they are the golden cups by which I may drink of for your edification, confirming the love and patience of our Father, tilling and planting the purity of truth into your groaning hearts for the revelation of Jesus Christ your Savior and love,that you by no means search any excuse to deny Him but by the wants of your own hearts condemning yourselves to the eternal condemnation awaiting all those that choose by freewill “that” which they can see, leaving behind “that” which they cannot see bringing the very words “Faith and Hope” to no avail.

I pray my most precious love.Please awaken a dead, angry and wounded heart out of the condemnation of eternal fire awaiting those who know you not and give them the same confirming hope that you so graciously blessed upon me.Watch over them and give them light to see, circumcising their minds for your glory and their understanding, walking in confidence on that narrow road leading to your kingdom. Bless them Father Bless them even from the very concerns of my heart, if it be your will.In your Son’s Blessed name I pray for them Father, for your Glory and Kingdom will come, in your name will a new earth be revealed and may we all find Your Welcoming Arms awaiting us in our day of redemption.

Thank you
Thomas Fleshood


by Bradley Nottingham – Victorville, Ca., U.S.A.

My name is Brad Nottingham. I have been in FORERUNNER Ministries in Southern California for 15 months now and have developed a relationship with YAHWEY like I have never experienced ever before in my life. I thank YAHWEY for the obedience of the Apostle Michael Petro and the revelation of the mysteries of YAHWEYS kingdom he shares with us. Romans 16:25 Now to him that is of power to establish you according to my gospel, and the preaching of JESUS CHRIST according to the revelation of the mystery,which was kept secret since the world began,  26 but now made manifest, and by the scriptures of the prophets,according to the commandment of the everlasting GOD, made known to all nations for the obedience of faith  27 to GOD only the wise, glory through JESUS CHRIST forever.

We are definitely experiencing a kingdom movement here and we are very excited. I am on the worship team here and at our meeting on Sat. Dec. 24, 2011, the most demonic active night of the year, we were worshiping with all our heart , mind and soul, and during our worship I was blowing the OX horn ( the OX horn is the apostolic shofar) and while in heavy worship I was blowing the shofar very hard and long and had run out of breath , so i put the OX horn down to get my breath and I heard the OX horn sound off again. I looked around to see if the other shofars were being blown and they were not ( the OX horn has a distinct sound and I knew it was the OX horn sounding off) I looked at the rest of the worship team and they also heard the OX horn while my OX horn was at my side. We simultaneously looked at each other and instantly knew it was the angels from the throne room praising and worshiping YAHWEY with us, We were so excited to have that supernatural visitation that we continued worshiping with zeal from our hearts. 1 Chronicles 16:29 Give unto the LORD the glory due unto his name: and bring an offering, and come before him: worship the LORD in the beauty of HOLINESS, As we continue to see YAHWEY manifest HIS glory to us we need to continue to bring our offering to HIM,our death to self and exalt HIM on high for he is so deserving of our sacrifice, praise and worship, hallelujah,
be blessed and shalom,,,


by Kimberly Woods – Beaumont, CA  Age: 43

I give thanks to Yah for hearing and answering my cry for more and to know the truth. I now look back and see three periods in my life when I was greatly reaching: 1998, 2008 and 2010. He began to lay the foundation that would help me be able to embrace Revelatory Teaching. Several months ago in 2011 when I had the opportunity to hear Apostle Michael teach, my Spirit leaped at the words He spoke on understanding the Parables and Mysteries in the Word of YHWH. Finally, teaching that showed the depth of the scriptures to be searched out and that through the unveiling of the mysteries… lasting fruit and transformation could be manifested in the lives of Believers. Those wanting to crucify the wicked, carnal mind. I wanted to be INITIATED.

I appreciate so much and am thankful that Apostle Michael pressed in to make the SOTP (School of the Prophet) available to those so hungry and thirsty. Many are desiring truth and know there is more, but are not finding it in the Church today. I pray that more people will go through the SOTP and get prophetic insight to the scriptures. We must get out of the Hellenistic mindset and begin to understand the scriptures through Hebraic study. I am just finishing going through the first 5 DVD’s and such a love for YHWH’s word has filled my heart…and the scriptures are ALIVE for me. Not just words, but the Logos is RHEMA being manifested in my mind and heart. This is significant for me. I worked in ministry and for ministries, collectively over 10 years and just now am I really getting the MEAT of the Word. I am being IMMERSED by the Spirit and the washing of the word is bringing cleansing. I am beginning to do word studies and learning the Aleph Bet/Pictographs. It is glorious to be studying this way. At first I wondered if I could really get it, because it is a PARADIGM SHIFT, but by the Ruach HaQodesh (Spirit of Elohim) I am. It’s coming together. It helps to write out my thoughts and what is on my heart with key word studies. I really encourage this as you go through the School of the Prophet. Do not let the enemy tell you it’s irrelevant what you write. Document it and revelate with others on it. We make up the body and if it’s in Maschiach, then it echoes in the Spirit.

I believe Righteous Leaders and those who are The Remnant (The Army, The Bride) will buy the oil to understand the mysteries revealed in the Old Covenant and Renewed Covenant. To walk in purity… in the Revelation of Yahshua HaMaschiach and enter the Holy of Holies in these latter days. These are those who will manifest as the Sons of Elohim and trumpet the Word of YHWH.


by Rosalind E. Lemons – Norwalk, California  Age: 60

Living Faith Fellowship, an Elijah Ministry: Pastor Vivian Gregor.

We have been blessed with the teaching from the five fold ministry: Pastor Vivian, Apostle Michael Petro and a host of faithful ministers. Apostle Petro taught on OUGHT-“The Spirit of Unforgiveness”. It has been my heart’s desire to have any unclean thing within me removed; veils that keep me in darkness and any fat surrounding my heart. That evening, before I retired, I was in prayer with YAH and wanted him to show me any unforgiveness that I had been holding on to. I also had asked for forgiveness for my debts for hurting those that I have loved so dearly. As I was sleeping, I was awakened by Holy Spirit and I could hear my prayer,”Lord please show me any unforgiveness.” My heart was heavy and I began to cry. I was feeling remorseful for my past mistakes. I cried out to My Father God and ask for forgiveness once more. I could hear these words being echoed into my spirit, “My daughter, I have forgiven you but you have not forgiven yourself.” I shared this with the Body of Christ the following Sabbath day. This is what I was blessed with.

Genesis 19 (Lot delivered) vs: Look not behind thee, neither stay thou in all the plain; escape to the mountain, lest thou be consumed… Vs26 But his wife looked back from behind him, and she became a pillar of salt.

Immediately, my spirit took hold of this and I was set free. I escape to the mountain top, remembering that I am apart of the Body Of Christ. I needed to move out of my fleshly thinking and move into the mind of the renewed Spirit Man; I needed a change of mind. I could not completly enter into the Promise Land crossing over into the other side of River of Jordan while carrying this old way of thinking. I had asked for forgiveness to those I had so deeply hurt and now I have been able to forgive myself for hurting those that I love so dearly. Because of his mercy and grace, I have been able to move into a higher level with Yeshua and devote more time in letting him love me. I have embraced the teaching from the Torah and I also have had a change of heart. I am sharing this testimony because we need to be able to walk with a clean heart. We need to completely be submitted to Yahweh and not to have any unforgiveness in our heart which is not in agreement with the word of GOD.  If we do forgive others, His words will be written upon our hearts and we will be able to receive his promises and blessings. Joy is within me Amen-Minister Rosalind E. Lemons

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