On Fri morning, 12/31, the 1st day of Hanukkah, I went to the designated meeting place to pick up my children. For 2 months now, the judge has ordered my x-wife to give me my children every Fri and Sun.
A few weeks ago, my x-wife started sending me emails demanding that I stop singing praise songs with my children and that I stop reading to them the Bible. I refused.
Last week, my x-wife, for the first time, violated the court order, and claimed the children were too sick to come with me. I went to her home, called the police, and asked the police to enforce the court order.
The police said they could not enforce a civil matter, but they they would attempt to talk to Annika. Annika refused the police requests and I was told to go home.
I sent a letter to the judge, but she was out all week on xmas vacation.
I then went out of town on my California 2010 missionary trip.
Fri morning rolls around again, 12/31, and so I went to the designated meeting spot. She never brought the children. I then decided to go to her home and call the police again, as I had done last week. I fully expected the same outcome, but thought at least this would show the court I was doing all within my legal power to see my children.
However, this time when the police arrived they were IRATE with me. They said I should NOT have called them as they had told me last week they can not enforce a civil matter.
Then the other cop said, “I’m going to find out if you violated the restraining order.” He went to go talk to my x-wife at the house.
While I was waiting for the police, and Annika was once again showing contempt of court, I did feel Yahweh compel me to blow my shofar 8 times. 8 for the 8 days of Hannukah.
When the police returned from Annika, they said I should NOT be blowing my shofar in front of Annika’s house. They asked other neighbors if they were bothered by my shofar. None of the neighbors were bothered at all.
Then the police accused me of having a suspended license. I told them that was a lie and they checked my license, verifying it was okay.
Then the officer said, “Look, the court order says you are supposed to pick up the children down the street at the grocery store, not in front of her house.”
I said, “No, the last provision of the court order states:
In the event the parties wish to modify any provision, the modification must be agreed to in writing and communicated by email or text message with both parties communicating their express agreement.”
I told them that Annika and I had agreed in writing by email that I would start picking the children up in front of her house. Annika even said that would be easier as to not inconvience her uncle who was tired of driving them to the grocery store. I then began picking up the children in front of Annika’s home.
I then said, “Look, if it was illegal for me to be in front of my x-wife’s home, how come you guys did not arrest me last week when I called you out here to enforce the court order?”
The officer said, “Well, look, I’m going to let the court and judge decide. But right now, I am going to take you to jail.”
It was at that moment, as they were reaching over to handcuff me, that Anca called me on my cell phone.
I said, “Anca, they are arresting me! Help me!”
The police were so angry that I answered my cell phone, that they began tazering me multiple times. I have 3 huge bloody scars on my stomach from the dozens of times they tazered me.
Then Yahweh told me to resist the arrest. I began to preach at these police officers --
“You are not only violating the Torah of Moshe, and you are not only violating the Constitution of the United States, but you are violating the court order from a judge in this county!”
I began to preach out Malachi where it talks about the hearts of the fathers turning to the children and the hearts of the children turning to the fathers. I told the police that Yah would smite them for violating that scripture.
Yah gave me supernatural strength, and I was easily able to absorb the tazers and continue to preach, while stiffening my limbs making it impossible for the police to hand cuff me.
About 12-15 officers wound up coming to Annika’s house, all of them trying to overpower me. I kept rebuking them by the Blood of YahShua and kept preaching.
Then, as they dragged me on the pavement, I cried out my children’s names, “Isaiah, Elijah, Miriam, Naomi, Malachi and Simon -- I LOVE YOU!!!!!!! I LOVE YOU!!!”
The neighborhood resounded with my cry.
They managed to finally wrangle me into the cop car and took me to the jail.
When they tried to take me out of the car, into the jail, I said, “I will cooperate with you, when all of you cooperate with the court order from the judge!” I resisted again, stiffening my arms. They tazered me again, until I was too weak to move.
They strapped me into a chair and stuffed me into solitary confinement. I began lifting up my voice, shouting PRAISES TO YAHSHUA. The police demanded me to shutup, but I refused, continuing to praise YahShua!
On the wall next to me, I noticed 3 narrow windows and then a wide bar, with 3 more narrow windows on the other side of the bar. IT FORMED A PERFECT MENORAH!!!
The police eventually released me from my bonds and allowed me to walk around in my cell.
This greatly rejoiced my heart, and though my hands, wrists, and neck were greatly bruised and hurting, I leapt with joy, praising YahShua! I must have sang praises for hours!
Finally they moved me into another solitary cell with a bathroom and a phone! WOW!!!
Then, one miracle after another happened, in which my ministry friends -- Anca and Bogdan, James and Tricia Reed, and my fiance -- Flor, all put their brains together and managed to BAIL ME OUT OF JAIL!
As I left the jail early this afternoon, after spending about 24 hours in solitary confinement, one police officer was very apologetic toward me and said that they had obviously screwed up. He apologized several times!
HALLALUYAH!
I write out this testimony to show other believers out there how Yah can help us not only fight against but OVERCOME the Beast -- and we do it NOT by the strength of the flesh, but by preaching the Word, resisting unlawful authority by the Blood of YahShua, and SINGING PRAISES!!!
I count this tribulation all joy. And I believe this incident will work against my x-wife, resulting in me having even more time with my children than I already enjoy. HALLALUYAH!!!
