Internet BS a Formidable Hindrance to DIY Electricians

I didn’t have much time to work on the workshop today, but I got some good things done.

I want to get my remaining machinery moved in, so I need to have 250V outlets in various locations. When I moved here, there wasn’t a one. I slapped a couple together, along with a new subpanel, right before Hurricane Dorian passed by, and since then I have replaced that subpanel with a better one and added a number of outlets.

Today I put 50-amp and 20-amp outlets up, just below the subpanel. These replace two outlets that were attached to the old subpanel. They will give me more flexibility in tool placement.

I now have one 50-amp outlet by the west garage door and one about halfway down the north wall. I expect to move my welding operations all the way down the wall, so I don’t think I’ll have much use for the new 50-amp outlet once all the wiring is done, but I will need it until I get the ones farther down installed, and I may drill through the wall and connect it to a new outdoor outlet, to connect to a generator. Besides, it never hurts to have another outlet.

I’ve decided what do to about the south wall of the shop. I’m going to run 6/2 Romex across the trusses and down the wall to a junction box. From that box, I will make one run to my table saw, which will get 50 amps, and another run to the general vicinity of the band saw, which gets 20 amps. If I need more 20-amp outlets, I can connect them to the band saw’s outlet. That type of outlet permits you to connect several in parallel.

The last circuit will be 50 amps to the southwest corner, for a compressor. I could get by with 20 right now, but I may want a bigger compressor later, with a 7.5-HP motor. I don’t think a 7.5-HP compressor really needs 50 amps, but it’s usually a good idea to run big wire when you have the choice. I can always add new outlets to the same circuit if I want.

I may run heavy wire to a 20-amp receptacle for the compressor and connect it to a 20-amp breaker instead of using a 50-amp breaker. The compressor already has a 20-amp plug on it. If I move to a bigger compressor later, I can just change the breaker and receptacle.

It’s funny, but people say two things which are very inconsistent. They say you should always go with a big circuit breaker and heavy wire, and they also say you shouldn’t plug a machine into a socket that supplies way more current than it needs. Obviously, you can’t have it both ways.

People like to say that if you put, say, a 20-amp machine on a 50-amp circuit, you risk having a fire downstream if there is a short in the cord or machine, so you should use a smaller breaker. Well, then…if that’s true, why would you have a practice of using large breakers to play it safe? It makes no sense. A large breaker will permit more current to flow. If the breaker is supposed to protect the machine and cord as well as the wiring, you want the smallest breaker that will run the machine.

The purpose of circuit breakers is to protect wiring, not electrical devices. If you’re worried about your machine burning up, you should put a breaker on the machine. This is why many products come with breakers and fuses built in.

There is nothing safe about a big breaker. The bigger a breaker is, the less safe it is.

The purpose of heavy wiring is to reduce heat due to resistance caused by high current draw. The purpose of a breaker is to limit current draw and, therefore, heat in the wiring. The machine is on its own. Our houses are full of stuff that can fry at 125V on 20 amps or even 15, yet we don’t run around unplugging everything at night. If I had to think about a machine’s size every time I moved it down the wall to a different outlet, I’d be redoing circuits all the time. No one does that. Maybe OSHA or the electrical code people require it in commercial shops. I don’t know. But it’s impractical in a home workshop.

Sometimes I think I should never ask anyone for advice on the Internet. They come up with a lot of bad ideas.

You have to have a big enough breaker to supply your machines, with wire so heavy it won’t overheat at the breaker’s operating limit. You don’t need giant breakers and wires like garden hoses for all your 250V outlets.

Here is how I see it: big wires are never a bad idea, unless they’re too thick to install. Big breakers can be a problem if the wire isn’t matched to them. If you’re worried your machines will burn up, you should have some kind of protection built into each one instead of relying on your building wiring to do a job it was never designed to do.

I think this is right, and I plan to govern myself accordingly until someone gives me a good reason to change my mind.

I think the best protection I can have is to shut off the juice to the machinery circuits when I leave the shop. I don’t think I’ll do it, though. I don’t really see my band saw, for example, bursting into flame at 2 a.m. for no reason.

Tonight I bought 125 feet of 60/2 Romex. I’m sure 8/2 would have been fine, and I wasn’t planning on using more than 65-70 feet right away, but I decided to err on the side of safety, and 125 feet of prepackaged wire was about the same price as 70 feet of cut-to-order. I feel like I got 60 or so feet for nearly nothing. I was only planning to do the run in the table saw area this week, but now I have enough wire to do the compressor run as well.

Maybe I’ll hang the Romex tomorrow. That will tell me how much conduit to get. I don’t look forward to using the ladder, which is heavy, but it will be nice not having to run much conduit. Going over the trusses with bare Romex will be a lot less aggravation.

This is where things stand tonight. I think I deserve a couple of hours of Youtube.

I Hate the Term “Easter Egg,” but…

I haven’t written all that much about the challenges I face over the last 10 days or so, but it has been a stressful time. As of today, everything has been resolved completely in my favor. While I was prophesying to myself, God said this would happen, so I got two blessings, not one. The blessing of seeing that prophesy was true is much greater than the nice things God said would happen. Pleasant events are great, but the knowledge that God tells you things is priceless. Isn’t it something we all wish we had?

God gives me little indications that the things I say are from him. For example, he said he would lift me up on his love to accomplish good works.

That sounds like meaningless flowery language to the cynical ear of the flesh, but God chooses his words with precision. They always have meaning.

Twice, I have had dreams about flying on love as though it were a wind. I was not thinking about that when I prophesied, but God reminded me afterward.

Maybe 6 years ago, I had a dream in which a warm, invisible force carried me through the air, down a sidewalk, between trees that were very dense with healthy leaves. More recently, I dreamed a headwind lifted me up and carried me into the leaves of a tree. The wind came toward me from the front, but it propelled me forward.

After I had those dreams, I interpreted them, and I believed leaves represented good works. Both times, God lifted me on love to good works.

We tend to think of Christianity as a lifetime of obeying commands because of guilt or a feeling of obligation. That’s a very low form of Christianity. In reality, love is supposed to be our motivation.

The Bible says love, not obligation, is what led God to permit the crucifixion. It would be very hard to submit to torture and execution because of duty, but God did it because the alternative was to see much worse things happen to children he loved. Nearly anyone will jump in front of a car for his own child.

Love is what motivates you to do things that please God. He worked this into the words he gave me, and I saw it later.

Satan (or “Stan,” as I sometimes type his name by mistake) has done a great job of blocking love in us. He sends us bullies and tormentors. He sends lovers that pretend to want us and then discard us. He gives us entertainment in which violence in the service of vengeance is satisfying to the point of being delicious. He exalts aggression and verbal cruelty. He makes us afraid to love, and he encourages us to hate.

It’s a strong strategy. Love is one of the roots of the kingdom of heaven. Isolate people from it, and you prevent them from knowing and pleasing God.

Satan also uses fear to cut off our love. It’s hard to love when you’re afraid, and the Bible says completed love casts out fear.

The Bible says Satan is a ROARING lion, not just a lion. He roams the streets seeking people he MAY devour. The Bible doesn’t say he can have whoever he wants. He roars to put us in fear, and fear cuts off love and faith and drives us to do things that land us in snares.

Love is a big deal. It’s not just a pleasant feeling. It’s protection.

Love is also the glue that binds the members of the kingdom together. Duty can’t do that. God gives his children favor and help because of love, and we help each other and serve him because of love.

Our culture is full of popular spectacles and pursuits that work against love.

I quit watching superhero movies. The writers depict violence and cruelty as satisfying. I also quit watching revenge porn. The John Wick films are good examples. Someone kicks John’s puppy to death, so John mutilates and kills dozens of people, and the writers make you feel great about every incident. That’s not healthy, even as a fantasy.

Superhero movies are also unhealthy because they create false messiahs who do the kinds of things the disciples originally wanted Jesus to do. They wanted him to come and annihilate their enemies and start an earthly kingdom. They wanted to see the Romans humiliated. Jesus won’t be doing things like that until he returns, but Robert Downey and Ryan Reynolds pretend to do them right now, like little kids tying towels to their necks and jumping off their garage roofs.

The desires the disciples had for revenge and supremacy were carnal, and so are the longings you feed when you watch actors pretend to cut people up, burn them, and so on.

Superheroes are proud. No one helps them do what they do. They don’t pray. They don’t bless and curse. They’re better than other people, and they get all the glory for what they do. They sound a lot like fallen angels and the nephilim. I believe this is where their inspiration came from.

It’s great to hear from God. I plan to do it as much as I can. As long as it keeps working, I will pursue it. Anyone can make a mistake, but prophesy keeps paying off and conforming to scripture, so I have no reason to stop at this time.

Big White Box Installed on Wall

Today I hung my phase converter on the workshop wall. This is one of the last major steps on the way to getting my machinery moved here.

My lathe has a 7.5-HP 3-phase motor, so it has to have a phase converter or variable frequency drive (VFD). A VFD that will run a motor that big is very expensive, and I don’t trust VFD’s all that much. I’m willing to spend $250 on one, with the knowledge that it may go nuts in a few years, but a VFD for a 7.5-HP motor costs a lot more than that. It’s not something I want to replace.

How do I know the phase converter won’t go nuts? I really don’t, but it’s from a well-known company, and I have not heard anything about phase converters flipping out and dying.

The phase converter probably weighs 50 pounds. Could be more. I had to lift it and slip two eyes on the back over two screws about 6 feet off the ground. It’s surprising how hard it is to do that with 50 pounds.

I must correct myself. I looked it up. It weighs 75 pounds. No wonder lifting it was no fun. I took the door off, so that killed a few pounds.

Now I feel better about my physical condition. I try not to lift anything that could hurt me, and this thing, while not pleasant to lift, didn’t seem to reach that threshold.

The phase converter mission was delayed because I needed to figure out where I was putting my machines. It’s difficult organizing a shop, especially when you don’t want to spend $150 on wire for each new outlet you install. Copper got really expensive when China rose out of poverty. They did a lot of building, and buildings need wire. If I were to redo the run to my workshop in really heavy wire for 200-amp service, the wire–four pieces–would cost over $1300, and that’s from a discount place. I checked out of curiosity.

There are a lot of ways to organize a shop. You can lie down and try to picture things where you want to put them. That’s not very reliable. Grizzly.com has a neat tool that allows you to create a virtual shop and put little machine icons in it. It’s clunky to use, however, and you find yourself trying to make up shapes because Grizzly’s available shapes don’t cut it. You might find yourself making a 3′ by 2′ box and calling it a welder.

The little shapes are not labeled, so that’s another knock on Grizzly’s software. The shapes don’t look all that much like tools.

I read that the Navy uses little paper cutouts to arrange carrier decks. The explanation was that it was faster and easier than using CAD. I decided to try it. I moved little cutouts around on graph paper, and it seemed to work. When I came up with arrangements I liked, I took pictures. I’m pretty advanced.

I want to put two more 20-amp outlets on the wall where the phase converter is hanging, along with two 50-amp circuits. I want to put two 20-amp outlets and one 50-amp circuit on the opposite wall. I want to run a 40-amp circuit to the area where the air compressor will be. After that, I should be all set.

It appears I can get away with using Romex. People told me you couldn’t put it in conduit, and I’ll need conduit to install wires on my concrete walls, but they were wrong. Short runs of indoor conduit are fine for Romex. I plan to run conduit up to the trusses and then send Romex over them. This will allow me to do a lot less conduit work.

The preexisting wiring was done this way, so I should have known it was kosher.

I figure it will be one more week before the outlets are in, and maybe I’ll be able to put my machines in early next month. Maybe sooner. I don’t really need to wait for the wiring.

I’m very eager to get the mill, lathe, and compressor back. You really have to have these tools if you want to get anything done.

Don’t Drown in it; Make it the Pavement You Walk On

I feel like writing something else about God.

The Bible compares the world to a sea, and it compares voices (words) to waters. The Bible uses fish and the Sea of Galilee to symbolize human beings and the world. The Bible says God has a voice like many waters. The Bible says the words of the Holy Spirit that come up inside us are “living water.”

One of the things I don’t like about the world is that we are born submerged in filthy water. We are generally surrounded by voices that push us to destruction. Fallen angels and demons tempt us and lie to us, and so do people. So does our own flesh. We are besieged around the clock, by innumerable voices. Unfortunately, we don’t necessarily hear from God as much. Generally, we don’t. I was an adult before I heard from God, but I heard from the rest all the time, dating back at least to my birth. I probably heard spirits before that.

We need something to tilt the scales in our favor. We aren’t strong enough to fight continuously with our own words, which lack power anyway.

We’re like accused dissidents or terrorists being interrogated and abused by a series of inquisitors. When we capture terrorists, we don’t send a man in to talk and let him work until he’s worn out. We send one man in, and when he starts to fade, we send another in. We don’t let the terrorist sleep. Everyone is fresh and rested except for the terrorist, who becomes exhausted and gives up because he’s alone. We are not supposed to fight alone. We are part of a team, and the strongest member, who never sleeps, is God.

The word says faith comes by hearing, and hearing by the word of God. It makes sense, then, that bad things also come by hearing, and that they come by the word of other spirits, other people, and the flesh.

There is always symmetry in the supernatural.

Prayer in tongues is the word of God. When you pray in tongues, your mind may not understand while you pray, but gradually, things penetrate, and you start understanding things you haven’t learned with your natural mind. This is why prayer in tongues builds faith and brings revelation.

God also speaks through prophecy, the word of knowledge, the word of wisdom, and discernment of spirits. God has told us to covet prophecy. He wants us to have it. Failing to pursue it and expect it is disobedience. It’s available, and you should have it.

For a while, I’ve been praying for God to talk me constantly, to overcome the other voices. “Coincidentally,” I saw a Derek Prince video this year in which he showed people how to prophesy. I started doing it. I can’t tell you who will win the Kentucky Derby next year, because that’s now how prophesy works, but God tells me about the future all the time, and he tells me who I am in Christ.

It’s really good. It’s more direct than prayer in tongues. I can understand it as I hear it.

Satan, who is creation’s premiere loser and worst coach, tells me I’m just a random person. He says God has discarded me because of my evil nature and sins. He says God won’t do anything for me because I don’t deserve it. He says I’m crazy to follow God instead of common sense, and that it will blow up on me soon. He says I imagine everything I believe about God. He never says that about the things I used to believe about his own power! He never says my enemies are weak.

God says I am literally his son. He says I am a royal. He says I have great authority. He says I am exactly the kind of person he wants to do things for. He says I don’t need to deserve, because Jesus deserved, and I inherited what Jesus had. He says things are going to get better and better.

When I started doing this, I did it in fits and starts because I was afraid I would say stupid things. When I said something that sounded good, I wanted to quit, because I didn’t want to go on and say something insane which would prove the first thing I said was not from God.

I quit worrying about that. I started prophesying more and more. I haven’t had any letdowns yet. On rare occasions I’ve felt that I was going off course, so I stopped and started over, and things went fine.

When Peter tried to walk to Jesus on the Sea of Galilee, he sank whenever he considered the water and not Jesus. He rose when he focused on the Lord. That’s how life works.

We are stuck in this world for a while, and we have to make certain concessions. We have to eat, sleep, and bathe. We have to have money and things. We have to put up with all sorts of hostile beings. We are pulled away from God a lot. We are his feet, and the filth of this world that gets on us because of our connection to it is like the dust the disciples were told to shake off their shoes.

Jesus washed the feet of his disciples. He was showing how the Holy Spirit would counteract the “dust” our association with the world would cause to adhere to us. The flow of the Holy Spirit washes it off. If the Holy Spirit isn’t speaking in you, you’re like a person who has no access to a shower. You need help.

I am spending a great deal of time letting the Holy Spirit speak through me. I don’t know how I would get by without it now. Satan tells me ridiculous things about the future, and the Holy Spirit refutes all of it and gives me peace.

Satan will never quit, so I can’t quit. He has a real problem now that I have God’s weight on the scales with me. In the past, he and his kids could bully me and torment me, and I had no power to fight back. Now he’s the quadriplegic and I’m the heavyweight champion.

Christians need to know these things. The defeat most of us live in was never intended for us.

What Unimportant Thing can we Fight About Today?

Are we supposed to be baptized in the name of Jesus only, or in the names of the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit?

I thought I knew the answer, but then I thought I didn’t. Now I know I know.

Traditionally, churches have baptized in the name of the Trinity. There is scriptural support for this. In Matthew 28, Jesus commanded the disciples to baptize in all three names.

Question answered, right?

No.

Throughout the New Testament, scripture says people were baptized in the name of Jesus Christ, without mentioning the Father and Holy Spirit. It doesn’t say the Father and Holy Spirit were not named, but it doesn’t say they were.

We pray in Jesus’ name, not the name of the Father or Holy Spirit. We cast out demons in his name. We say we are the body of Christ, not the body of Yahweh. We say we are “in Christ.” This is strong support for baptizing in the name of Jesus Christ. It seems like pretty good authority.

It seems very clear that we should baptize in the name of Jesus Christ. It’s less clear that we should not mention the Father or Holy Spirit.

The question is interesting to me, because I was baptized by the Last Reformation, and they teach that you should be baptized in the name of Jesus Christ, not the Trinity. I assumed they knew what they were doing, but then I read Matthew 28. I decided they were wrong. Now I think they’re right.

In addition to the numerous citations in the New Testament, they rely on Eusebius, an early Christian, to support their view. Eusebius is presumed to have seen very authentic versions of the gospels, and he has said that Jesus commanded his followers to make disciples in his name. Baptism is not mentioned. There is also a Hebrew translation of Matthew that omits the reference to the Trinity.

Problem: Eusebius quoted the version with the Trinitarian reference in at least one other work, so he clearly approved of it, unless his work was altered.

Problem: the Hebrew translation anti-Trinitarians rely on can’t be dated to anything close to the first centuries A.D.

TLR isn’t the only organization quibbling with the conventional text. The Black Hebrew Israelites and the Muslims object to it.

What’s the answer?

First of all, it’s a big mistake to fight over things like this. Obviously, God is not going to invalidate your baptism for mentioning the Father and Holy Spirit, and since Jesus Christ is one with them, and since we do all other things in his name, it certainly should be sufficient to name him only.

Poring over old books is a major error when it comes to interpreting the will of God. You may have to give them a certain amount of consideration, but if we believe the Holy Spirit speaks to us today and tells us things like where to live and which pair of socks to buy, surely we should expect him to resolve theological questions for us.

When you get too attached to books and opinions, it shows you’re getting distant from the Holy Spirit. God does not have opinions. He does not think argument is “healthy” or useful. God has the truth, and he delivers it to everyone with no inconsistencies.

Worshiping the opinions of men has destroyed the power of God’s people over and over. The Talmud damaged the Jews tremendously, and so has Catholic gossip and pantheism masquerading as revelation.

If study were the answer, Judaism and the church would never have fallen apart, right? There have been a tremendous number of able scholars, and they generally get essential things completely wrong.

Here’s something God just showed me. When we say someone has been baptized “in the name of Jesus Christ,” we’re not describing the type of baptism or what has happened to the person. We are describing the motivation and authority of the person PERFORMING the baptism.

If you heal in Jesus’ name, it means you are doing it with his authority. It doesn’t mean Jesus is doing it, or that only Jesus is God, or anything else. We have no problem accepting the idea that the Holy Spirit and angels heal when we lay hands on people. We don’t require Jesus to show up in person. We’re just using his authority, and the means is up to the Father.

If you pray in Jesus’ name, it doesn’t mean you pray to Jesus or that you pray only to Jesus. Jesus told us to approach the Father in prayer.

It follows, then, that when you say, “in the name of Jesus Christ” when you baptize, you’re just showing that you have his authority to baptize. You’re not relying on your authority, or the authority of angels, or the authority of the federal government, or the authority of the Rotary Club. You’re using inherited authority that was the property of Jesus Christ while he was on earth and now belongs to you.

The threshold question God would ask is, “Who authorized you to do this?” The answer is, “You did. You authorized Jesus Christ, and I inherited his authority.” This endorsement makes the transaction go through.

These things are clearly true, so it must be that when we baptize, we do it in the name of Jesus, just as we pray in his name and cast out spirits in his name. The cooperation of the Father and Holy Spirit are guaranteed because they are united in purpose with Jesus, so you don’t need to mention them expressly. They respect and honor his name.

“Jesus Christ” is shorthand for “Yehoshuah the Messiah,” and “messiah” means “anointed one.” “Anointed” means “given authority.” We have inherited his anointing, so we use his authority. Baptize in his name, and you baptize as though you were Jesus himself. You’re of the body, and you can join others to the body.

It’s not like “being baptized WITH the Holy Spirit,” which means having the Holy Spirit surround you and live inside you. When you’re baptized with the Holy Spirit, you’re not receiving his authority. You’re being baptized WITH or IN him. You become immersed in him and filled with him, as though he were water. You’re giving him authority in you. Not the same thing as being baptized (with water) into the royal family in the name of Jesus.

I hope TLR supporters and other Spirit-led Christians won’t get into a big stink over this issue. It’s a colossal pit we don’t need to fall into.

I’m very confident in the answer I have received.

Yes, he Does Have a Right to It

The further along in Christianity I get, the more I realize Christians are in a special class of privileged people.

When I was a kid, I thought I had to suffer in church for an hour a week to get to heaven. That was about all I knew. Later on, I learned about faith. I didn’t know I was supposed to give myself completely to Jesus, however, and I didn’t know God would work miracles for me as a matter of routine. Eventually, I realized God would do a lot of things for me. It took me a while to understand that it was important to get his help doing what he wanted, not in fulfilling tawdry desires.

At some point, God showed me that I had to be sanctified. I couldn’t do what everyone else did. I had to repent. I had to get cleansed of demons and iniquities. I realized that there was a connection between the things I did and the way my life went. I started getting cleaned up, and it certainly helped, but when I stumbled, I overestimated how much it hurt my relationship with God. I felt that it set me back much more than it actually did.

I started noticing that God’s presence, and the sense that I was approved, were very strong right after I sinned and repented. I felt like I should be in the doghouse for a while, but there he was, unmistakably. It was hard to accept. It was as if he had forgotten all about what I had done.

I punished myself, but he was moving ahead as if nothing had happened.

I should have realized he wanted to move on. When I have a problem with a person, and that person repents and apologizes, I don’t want to hear about it any more. I just want to resume the relationship. If I’m that good, then surely God has to be better.

My dad and my sister were very different. You could tell my dad you were sorry 50 times, and he would continue yelling as if you had told him to kiss your rear end. He changed toward the end of his life, when God reached him. My sister is still angry at me for things I did when I was in elementary school.

I’m finally starting to understand that it’s about who I am, not what I do, say, or think. As long as I don’t deny God and quit, he lets offenses go pretty much instantly. As far as I can tell, he doesn’t punish me.

I watch teachers who talk about sonship. They keep saying we’re sons and daughters of God. We’re not just servants. I know these things, but lately they’ve been penetrating deeper.

Back in April, God gave me a sentence: “Thank you for making me nobility.”

That sounds proud, doesn’t it? But it also sounded proud when Jesus told old priests and rabbis he was the son of God.

Nobles are generally heirs. Real nobles, I mean. I don’t mean rock stars who get phony knighthoods from the queen of England. In the old days, a person who did something for a monarch would be made a noble, and after that, his descendants would be nobles by inheritance, no matter how stupid or obnoxious they were. Those people went on to rule over individuals who, in many cases, were much smarter and more capable than they were. It was not a meritocracy.

God was telling me I was in line to receive all sorts of good things as a birthright, whether I deserved them or not. I was born a second time, into his family. After that, I was an heir, and I was destined to receive things I had not earned.

The other side of the coin is obligation. A noble is supposed to keep high standards and take care of the people he lives among.

God wasn’t telling me I got to brag and push other people around. He was just telling me I would be more blessed than other people, and that I should maintain higher standards than others.

The other day, I was thinking about this, and I used Google to read about employees who had problems with their boss’s children. It was fascinating. All over the web, there are people fuming because their bosses put up with bad workplace behavior from their kids. They actually go to forums and ask other people what can be done about it. The answer, almost always, is “nothing.”

Of course you can’t do anything about it. The boss built his business so he could make his kids rich. The business isn’t yours. You just work there. You’re actually an instrument the boss uses to give his kids things you seem to deserve more than they do.

If you hate the boss’s son for getting better treatment than you do, you’re as wrong as you can be. You’re working in the boss’s son’s business. It already belongs to him, even if he doesn’t own it legally yet. You need to learn your place.

Jesus was the ultimate boss’s son. People think he knew everything God knew and had all of God’s power as soon as he was born, but that’s not true. He was a man who had to live by faith. Jesus the man didn’t earn God’s power while he was in human form, and he wasn’t born with it. It just dropped on him. God helped him all the time. He couldn’t fail. God didn’t let him.

The book of Job says the sons of God were gathered, and Satan was among them. It doesn’t say he was a son of God, however. Just that he was “also” there. He’s not a son of God. He belongs to a lower class of being. He’s an angel. I’m sure God loves angels, but they’re employees, not sons. God created the world for Jesus and his other children to rule. There was no path to that promotion for any angel, no matter how beautiful, wise, hard-working, or faithful.

The Bible says Christians will judge the angels. That means we are above them. Psalm 82 says we are “elohim.” That means we are gods.

In the Bible, “family” and “nation” mean nearly the same thing, and men are like nations because they can give rise to families. When Abel was killed, God said Abel’s “bloods,” plural, cried out to him from the earth. Some believe this means that in God’s eyes, Cain had killed a nation in Abel.

Abraham paid a tithe to Melchizedek. Hebrews says Levi, a descendant of Abraham, tithed through Abraham, because he was a seed in Abraham’s loins when the tithe was paid. You can see how strongly God views the connection between ancestor and descendant.

We are literally God’s children, and that’s why we get away with so much. It’s why we are spared so many things that happen to other people. The big calamities of the world are for them, not us. No wonder the world hates us.

I have come to understand two things: I have to agree that the good things that happen to me in spite of myself are completely appropriate and good, and I have to agree that the bad things that happen to people who reject Jesus are also completely appropriate and good. I will certainly feel compassion for the cursed, but I can’t criticize God for what befalls them. He is right to let it happen and even to make it happen. He sees everything, and only he knows what’s right. If he were to explain it, we would all agree.

God’s favoritism makes perfect sense. If you build a fortune for your son, you will bend over backwards to see that he gets it. You will be more patient with him than anyone else. You will forgive more. You will give him bigger rewards for the same work. It’s not evil. It’s the way things are supposed to be. We are supposed to look after our offspring and give them preference.

If you were living in the Warsaw Ghetto, and you knew the Germans were coming to liquidate it, would you build a hiding place, drag your neighbor’s children into it with you, and let your kids die? Of course not. You’d take your own children.

Consider the passover. Every Jew who put blood on his house was spared, along with his entire family. Every firstborn Egyptian died. The mean ones died. The nice ones died. The babies died. It was right. God was looking after Abraham’s seed, who were privileged because of who they were.

When God flooded the world, Noah was spared because he pleased God, but his family was spared simply because they were Noah’s seed. His wife wasn’t his seed, but she was his flesh. It didn’t matter whether his sons were upright people. They were privileged because of their name.

God drowned old people and babies. It was right. He knew what he was doing.

I can’t say why God chooses his children. There are some very, very nice non-Christians out there. The natural thing is to assume God would spare people like that. But that’s wrong. They die and burn forever, and it’s right. When we know all the facts, we’ll understand this.

People always ask why God saves Christians and sends “good people” to hell. There are no good people. No one wants to admit that, but it’s true. God treats Christians as though they were good because they’re his children. He shed his blood giving birth to them so he could preserve them and keep them. Heaven is his house, and he built it for his family, not strangers.

The world is full of envy. The children of failure are building up a white-hot rage toward anyone who seems privileged. White people, Americans, Jews, males, heterosexuals, conservatives, people who are financially comfortable, anyone wearing a red hat…we’re all treated like criminals now.

Satan’s children beat drums in the street and sing and chant about taking what we have (so they can waste it and lose it). They don’t realize two important things: they can’t be blessed, and God’s children can’t be cursed. Take what we have and kill us, and we will live again with better things than you can dream of. Meanwhile, what you took will make you suffer, and you will lose it.

To a child of God, all suffering and loss is short-term, and the same is true of the victories of the children of darkness. Victory can’t stick to them. They repel it.

This stuff is very interesting to me. Churches should teach it, but Satan runs the church, so you have to hear it from the Holy Spirit or catch someone talking about it on Youtube.

Jesus said the end would come when the gospel of the kingdom had been preached everywhere. Kingdoms are transferred through inheritance. They go from fathers to children, not to strangers. The real power of Christianity comes to people who understand that they are sons of God. Obeying rules, doing nice things, and giving preachers money won’t get you anywhere.

I’m not saying it’s not important to do good. I’m saying it’s not what gets you into the family. Doing bad things won’t get you into hell, either. Not if you’re a son.

The only way to make it is to join the family.

The story of creation is the story of a war between races that are also families. One race is the family of God, and the other is the family of Satan. That’s what’s going on. It’s why Cain killed Abel. It’s why there was a flood. It’s why Hitler killed something like half of the Jews. It’s why Haman tried to kill them. It’s why Pharaoh killed Jewish babies. It’s why Herod killed the children in Bethlehem.

It’s why Muslims kill Christians all over the world, and it’s why people who hate us will be killing us in America, with no repercussions, before long.

You can find more proof in the Bible. The destruction of Sodom, the massacres under Joshua…go look.

I never give anything to charities that aren’t related to Christianity in some way. Why should I? God isn’t behind that stuff. It’s just Satan’s children doing PR, to make the world think righteousness is unrelated to God. I don’t mean they don’t want to do good. They’re just deluded.

I don’t support scouting. I walk right by the cookies. I don’t care how cute the kids are. The Girl Scouts and Boy Scouts thumbed their noses at God. I’m not going to support that. Let their organizations rot. Life will go on without them.

I am privileged. I am supposed to be privileged. It’s God’s plan. He gives his children help and power, and I do not have the authority or the desire to go against his plan.

God really will do things for you, and he’ll tell you things. He will bless you silly. You just have to join the family and let him to it his way.

I believe things are going to get very bad in America, and I expect to be subjected to very little of it. I hope God helps people draw close to him and learn who they are. I hope he keeps helping me to accept my identity instead of struggling to help myself.

Widely Publicized yet Little Known

I learned something interesting this morning during prayer. I finally got a good definition for the Greek word “agape,” and, like all revelation from God, it was simple and obvious even though it took me a long time to get it.

Agape is tossed around a lot by Christians, and my feeling is that they use it to manipulate and discourage believers. They say it’s an incredible form of love human beings can’t really understand. If you have it, you will do absolutely anything for others. You will give away everything you have. You will kiss people’s feet while they beat you. You will do whatever other people tell you to do and give them anything they ask for. It sounds more like spinelessness and neediness than love, to tell you the truth.

If you buy into the weird teachings about agape, you’ll naturally feel that you could never have it. You’ll probably want nothing to do with it. It sounds like a person with agape would have a horrible life.

Catholics, in particular, make Christianity sound terrible. They have a strange obsession with “saints” who were tortured to death or who mutilated themselves or voluntarily lived in misery and poverty. St. Lucy, for example, supposedly cut her own eyes out to discourage a persistent suitor. St. Lawrence was supposedly roasted on a grill. You can go Google the others.

It’s not helpful to exaggerate the suffering of Christians. Kids hear that kind of thing, and of course, it turns them off. Life is hard enough without making up fables about torture and so on.

Many clergymen are more interested in telling people they’re too dirty and weak to succeed than in telling them how to become God’s successful, powerful children. It’s a bizarre quirk of human nature. We should be building each other, but instead, we tell others Christianity is a demanding, painful ordeal they clearly can’t endure.

Agape doesn’t mean you give up all your dignity and basically become a human spittoon. God loves his children, and although he permits persecution, we are supposed to live in victory and abundance. Mindless submission to cruel, wicked people who will never come around and repent is not agape. It’s probably a manifestation of an unhealthy guilt complex. It can also be pride. “Look how I suffer for God. God is impressed with me because I’m better than you but I let you abuse me.” I’ll bet everyone reading this is familiar with that act.

Jesus said his yoke was easy and his burden was light, and I have no problem with that. I have no problem with being pampered and sheltered. Bring it on. I can’t get enough of it. This world is awful. I want all the help I can get, and I prefer not to earn it. Earning is for the wicked, as in, “The wages of sin is death.” I’m an heir. I inherit.

Here is the definition of agape: affection.

That’s it. That’s what it means. It means a warm, tender, compassionate feeling for another being. It’s something you’re capable of having, especially with the Holy Spirit’s help. It’s not beyond you. God doesn’t ask us to do things and then make them impossible.

Inheritance is all about helping you do things you could not do on your own.

Just about everyone feels affection. The Christian version is different because it’s supernaturally imparted, and it is less dependent on the way the object behaves. You can feel it for truly nasty creatures who do great evil.

That makes sense. God feels affection for us, and even the best of us are pretty bad.

I keep watching videos of healers on Youtube, and while I love what they do, I am aware that something very big is missing: affection.

I don’t mean that they have no affection. Clearly, they do. But it’s not like God’s affection, and I don’t think it’s their primary motivation. Love is the reason God created the universe. It wasn’t duty or a desire for harmony or a need for justice. He wanted other beings to shower and perfuse with love, and he wanted them to feel great affection for each other. If we go out and heal people, we should also be so full of supernatural love, they can feel it.

Jesus visited me twice. The primary thing I felt was the heat of his love. It was like radiation. I literally felt it, like the heat of the sun hitting my skin, except that it passed through me and surrounded me.

I don’t have that. I’m a nice guy for the most part, but if you meet me, you won’t feel waves of love making your knees weak.

John said that perfect affection cast out fear. He said that if you don’t love your brother, you are not of God. That’s scary. He said that he who hates his brother is a murderer, and we know that no murderer has eternal life abiding in him!

Jesus said some people would be cast into hell after saying, “‘Lord, Lord, have we not prophesied in Your name, cast out demons in Your name, and done many wonders in Your name?” It seems clear that you can heal people and still be way out of line.

There are preachers who have made themselves very rich by healing, or pretending to heal, sick people. There are preachers who make a big show of what they do, not so people can learn from it, but so they will be admired and supported with donations. I would like to heal people, but it’s pointless if I don’t have the right motivation.

This world is a tough place. Life begins with pain, and then people mistreat and abuse you. Satan and his children show up in most people’s lives long before they hear from God. We learn to be angry, defensive, and cruel, in self defense. Later, we go on offense, and we feel that the evil we have been subjected to makes it justified. We develop poisonous habits that go against God’s nature. Then, when we become Christians, we may remain snared in these strongholds.

People who are supposed to teach us fill us with lies that make things worse. They say Christianity is a set of rules, with a God who keeps score, like the College Board, and then decides whether you have enough points to get into heaven. They say we have to earn what we get. Contradicting Jesus very directly, they say Christianity is hard, and that you have to be a very special, very good person to make it. They tell us we have to change ourselves, which is completely ridiculous. They teach us nonsense, and as a result, most of us don’t get far.

Christianity is a supernatural way of life. It’s about spirits and supernatural power, not human effort and WWJD bracelets. God transforms us supernaturally. He is the only path to supernatural affection. He is the only one who frees us from hostility. He can drop affection in you like a bagboy dropping oranges into a sack. Through authority inherited from him, you can silence the hostility of your flesh instantly. We should be pursuing these things instead of trying to see how good we can be without his help. He isn’t looking for competition.

Love and fear are enemies. I want love–affection–to flow from me, and I don’t want fear in me, except for fear of the Lord.

I believe the church is still half-baked, even though we are seeing a lot of miracles. Without an atmosphere of supernatural affection, we are not complete. We’re supposed to be the representatives of Jesus, and love radiates from him with great power. If it’s not radiating from us, we are still not who we should be.

Found a Great New Guy to do my Wiring

The workshop is really coming together. Unfortunately, I am the main force making that happen. They say that if you want something done right, you have to do it yourself. I keep telling myself that isn’t true and that I should go ahead and pay people to do things, but it seems like they never do things as well as I would have, regardless of their credentials.

I paid an electrician about half a Lamborghini to increase the current to my workshop from 50 to 100 amps. You would think I would have had a perfect installation ready for whatever upgrades the future would bring. Not so. Today I had to install a frame size breaker in the workshop main panel, and the electrician didn’t leave enough slack in the feed wires, so I had to lengthen them.

Leaving excess wire is a fundamental thing for electricians, like not grabbing a wire to see if it’s still hot. It’s very basic. You never know what kind of work a customer will want in the future, and if you don’t leave extra wire behind, you may cause him a lot of problems.

I don’t want to run the electrician down. Most of what he did was great, and he was wonderful to deal with. It’s just that there were little things I would have done better.

I paid for #2 copper wire all the way across the yard. Not cheap. I could have gotten aluminum, but sometimes it has problems, so I paid a lot more than I had to. I also made sure they used a large conduit in case the #2 wires had to be upgraded in the future. I did all that and still had to splice the wires to make the frame size breaker work.

The main panel has 4 spaces for 250V breakers, plus a big space at the top for a frame size breaker. This is a breaker that feeds an entire panel, like a main switch. It’s not for receptacles and so on; it just feeds the panel.

My workshop panel has to have a way of shutting the power off with one switch, for safety reasons. You can do that in more than one way. You can run the power for the shop to a breaker on the panel, and you can also get a frame size breaker. My electrician opted to save a hundred bucks by running the juice to an ordinary 100-amp breaker which took up 25% of the panel’s spaces. He used just enough wire to reach that breaker, plus about 6″. To use a frame size breaker, I needed another 6″.

The company saved the cost of 6″ of wire, which would be about two dollars, and as a result, I had to drive to Lowe’s, spend like twelve bucks, and waste maybe three hours of my time.

I tried yanking the wires to see if there was any slack available, but there wasn’t, and I was in danger of damaging the insulation, so I stopped. I got on the web and found the answer: split bolts.

A split bolt is a hex bolt made from copper. It has a big cavity running down the middle, so it’s forked. You put two wire ends in the cavity and tighten the nut. It smooshes the wires together firmly. Then you put about a pound of various types of electrical tape on it, and you have a code-approved splice.

You can also grease the wire ends. This will supposedly prevent electrolysis which can mess up the connection. Some dude on the web says you can get electrolysis even when everything is made from the same metal.

I got two huge split bolts and two feet of #2 wire. I greased the wire ends with Super Lube grease, which apparently does everything. The text on the tube lists an endless number of uses, including use as dielectric grease.

I put two extensions on the hot wires, cranked the nuts down, and buried the assemblies in two kinds of tape. The connections should last forever. I crammed them back in the panel box, put it back together, and fired everything up. It works. Now I’m sitting pretty. I have a 50-amp plug and two 20-amp plugs coming from the main panel right now. The subpanel will have a 60-amp connection for my phase converter, plus a whole bunch of 250V receptacles.

The frame size breaker is installed, and the work I did looks really good. That’s because I actually thought about it. I didn’t get permits, and I am not getting inspected, because Florida law exempts this type of building from these requirements, but in the end, I’ll have a setup which exceeds code and looks and works better than whatever an electrician would have installed.

I’m using #3 90°C copper wire to connect the 100-amp breaker that feeds the subpanel. It’s rated for 110 amps, which it will never see. I could have used aluminum, but I wanted to do a good job. It’s all going to be in steel conduit, sized correctly. I got myself a new conduit bender so the conduit will be bent around anything that’s already on the walls. You don’t really have to do that; you can lay conduit over, say, a garage door control wire and just let it rest on it, but it’s more workmanlike to put a couple of little bends in your conduit so it goes over the old wire like an overpass.

I have another frame size breaker coming, and it will go in the subpanel. It’s overkill, really. I’m installing a subpanel with room for 6 full-size 250V breakers, and I could have given up one of them to connect the subpanel to the main panel, but I want to be ready for the future. The subpanel will actually be bigger than the main panel, now that I think about it, and it’s close to the center of a wall, so wire runs from the subpanel won’t be nearly as long as they would have been had I chosen to run things from the main panel.

All the hard stuff is done. Running wire from the house to the workshop was a big job for two men. What I’m doing now is comparatively easy, and since I spliced the feed wires, there are now no electrician-caused problems in the shop. Once you get to the main panel, everything is ship-shape.

I have all my woodworking tools in one area now, where the old Corian counter used to be. I painted the inside of my woodworking tool cabinet white so I can see what’s in it instead of staring into blackness, and I fastened the cabinet to the wall by the table saw so it can’t go wandering off. Everything is on wheels, so I can move things over by the roll-up door when I use them. I can open the door and blow the sawdust out.

I made an improvement in my lathe cart. It was a steal at $30, but the casters were unbelievably bad. They have brakes, and the brakes are always on no matter what you do. I worked on them a little and made them work better, but one of the casters is missing a ball bearing and will never be right. They’re made from cheap materials, and the tolerances are crazy, so there was never much hope for them.

I could probably have gotten Home Depot to do something for me, but even if they replaced the caster, I would have 4 awful casters. I decided to get a set of China casters from Amazon. I got the same ones I used on my tall cabinet. The cabinets are made by Husky, and they take the same casters, so all I have to do is screw them in. When I went to look for them online, Amazon had a returned set on sale, so I jumped on it. All told, the cart will now have something like $52 invested in it, plus tax. Not bad, given that the regular price is $70, with bad casters.

I finished up my spray boom mount. I was not able to get the materials I really wanted. I had hoped to have two square tubes, with the one holding the boom telescoping into the other one. I could have attached the boom with a pin, and the mount would have taken up less room when stored. I could not get two tubes in appropriate sizes. I decided to put a flange on the lower mount, with two screw holes in it. When I use the mount, I’ll run two screws through the flange and the boom. It will work fine.

I’m not happy with the paint I chose. I used Rust-Oleum hammer finish paint, which looks great. The problem with it is that it stays soft forever. When I work on the mount, the paint gets marred up. Next time, I’ll use farm implement paint. The part itself is very nice, though.

I need new projects now. I have a shop, so I have to do things. I want to start making wooden bird toys. Store toys cost $18 each, which is insane, and the birds can’t tell the difference. I want to build a battery-charger shelf. I really need that. I’m looking around for things to improve.

I should have the new outlets up by Thursday. After that, there will be no reason to put off moving my big machines up here. Can’t wait for that. Once I have machine tools, welders, a belt grinder, a finger brake, and woodworking tools, I should be hard to stop.

The Power is Yours

If you read this blog, it’s easy to get the idea that I become attached to one preacher after another, and that I abandon them quickly so I can run to to new people. This is not at all true, but most Christians and Jews are used to thinking in terms of following human leaders, so it’s easy for them to assume I’m looking for one and that I’m not faithful to the ones I find.

I gave too much of myself to Rich Wilkerson and the pedophile who ran my last church. This is true. But I did not turn them into gurus or idols. If I had, I would still be at Wilkerson’s disgraceful church, driving people’s luggage around and making pizza. Either that, or I would be visiting Albert Santiago in prison, trying to help him start a new ministry. I kept listening to the Holy Spirit and any man I thought was relaying information from him. This is why I got pushed out of two churches in a row. I challenged the cults, so I no longer fit in.

There is no man out there I can follow without reservation. There isn’t supposed to be. I am not looking for one. Occasionally, though, I come across people who relay solid information from God, so I listen to them for a while, and I recommend them to others. Most of the time, these people don’t teach me much that is new. They merely confirm what the Holy Spirit has already told me, and they may expand on it.

I spent a lot of time listening to Derek Prince. He gives people a nice, solid foundation to build on. He’s not perfect, though. He said some things that were not quite right, and he had a serious pride problem.

I watched a lot of Tom Fischer (Cardboard Box Church) videos. He was also very good, but his ministry cooled down when he got married, and he started talking about essential oils in his videos. He got into a multi-level marketing company that sells these things, and he created a second Youtube channel to promote them. If there is a reputable, sound multi-level marketing company out there, I have yet to hear of it. They tend to be snares for people who have financial issues and who may be naive.

When you join an MMA, you may find yourself pushing your wares to friends and relatives, driving them away in exchange for small commissions. The general rule is that you can’t sell enough to make a real profit, and only the company makes money.

To me, preaching is preaching, and business is business. They should not be connected at all. I never saw Paul offer a sale on new tents in the Bible. I think Fischer is great, but I feel like I know a few things that haven’t been revealed to him yet.

I went to a Last Reformation event and got baptized after listening to Torben Sondergaard. I think TLR is doing wonderful things, but it’s starting to look like a denomination with a strong flesh-based structure, and denominations are not good. I will never join another church or denomination, because I know that as soon as a ministry becomes a human organization, Satan starts finding ways to take over.

Yesterday I found out that TLR told me something that was just plain false. They only baptize in the name of Jesus. They say that this is how all baptisms in the New Testament were done. It’s not true. Jesus said his followers were to baptize in the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit. I don’t know how TLR could have been wrong about it.

I don’t know how important the error is, but it shows you have to test everyone.

By the way, I compared the Acts 2 School to a cult the other day, because they charged for seminars, made people share quarters, and subjected them to obnoxious rules. Since then (if I understand things correctly), I have learned that they got these ideas from TLR, and they have changed their minds about them. I don’t know whether their ministry is worth anything, however.

When I went to my TLR event, I stayed in a hotel, there was no charge, and I came and went as I pleased, so it’s hard to know what the truth is.

I’m not going to go sleep in a bunk bed in a room full of strangers unless an angel wakes me up in the middle of the night and hands me a signed note from God. I can tell you that much. Not when I can have a queen-size bed and my own toilet.

It may be that TLR gave them these ideas because TLR is from Denmark, where people are used to being told what to do.

The search for sages and under-messiahs is a big problem. It wrecked Judaism and Catholicism. People get the idea that they have to find a man they can rely on, so they can give themselves completely to his teaching. That doesn’t work. Every man makes mistakes. The Jews rely on the Talmud, which is full of guesses, contradictions, and lies. The Catholics rely on a lot of weird quasi-pagan doctrine they stole from the Greek pantheists. All of this nonsense came from fallen angels, men, and men’s wild guesses. It’s extremely destructive.

Moses wished all of God’s people were prophets. He didn’t want to hog the glory. He knew it wasn’t his.

I almost feel hesitant to bring up new preachers I’ve listened to, because most Christians are determined to find one preacher or denomination and cling like barnacles.

I’ll say what I think, though. I’m not responsible for the way people take what I write. It’s 100% on them. If you’re listening to the Holy Spirit every day, he will help you understand, and if you’re not, nothing I can do can clear up your misconceptions.

You’re never responsible for how other people take things. Never.

I’ve been writing about Tom Loud and Pete Cabrera lately. I even emailed Loud to ask about visiting and doing street healing with him. Doesn’t mean I think he’s the solution to all my problems, however.

He said something I loved. He said we’re not supposed to depend on healers. He said he can’t be on call all the time for everyone because, for example, he might want to take a vacation with his wife. If you’re constantly asking strong Christians to pray for you, grow up. You should be as strong as anyone. You should be praying to God, not to Pete Cabrera. It’s not someone else’s job to be your on-call nurse. We are supposed to help other people, but we are also supposed to have our own lives. You can’t carry a grown Christian around on your back like a papoose.

Pete Cabrera begs people to go to the Bible and the Holy Spirit to check what he says. He tells them they’re not supposed to rely on him. He’s right.

Last night I watched a very good video Loud made. It was about authority. The main thing I took away from it is that God is not running the world, except perhaps in a very general way related to major events. I knew that already. God put man in charge down here, and all the evil that happens here is our fault.

Loud expanded on the question of who has what authority, and helped me learn more about it.

Very often, we ask God to do things we’re supposed to do. We’re supposed to bless and curse. We have the power to drive out demons. The apostles didn’t beg God the way we do. They just spoke his power into the earth.

Loud said something that had never occurred to me. The Bible says God doesn’t do anything without telling his servants the prophets. Loud says he does this because men have authority down here. He says God himself has restricted his own authority by turning the world over to us. He says God actually needs a prophet to say something will happen before God has the authority to get it done. He says Noah preached about the flood in order to give God the authority to cause it.

That was new to me.

I think he’s right. We seem to be more in charge than we realize, and our words are more powerful than we understand.

My life has gotten much, much better over the last few years, and I think it’s because I started speaking. I have been blessing and cursing like crazy. I speak defeat to my enemies. I speak God’s help to people. I tell my mind, body, and spirit what to do. Things keep improving for me. The Bible says, “Life and death are in the power of the tongue, and those who love it will eat its fruit.”

It’s working for me, consistently. Using words, I’ve been planting good seeds for years, and the longer I keep doing it, the more good things grow. I also planted a lot of evil seeds in the past, and I’ve had to wait for the resulting thorns and weeds to wilt.

Christians are always wondering why they don’t see God’s many promises come true. It’s probably largely because they don’t bless and curse. In many cases, God’s word is like human law. When you go into a courtroom, you don’t get any help if you remain silent. The judge agrees with your enemy, and you lose. If you win, it’s because you claimed something the law promised you. This may be why Jesus was so quiet while he was being tried. If he had spoken too much, he might have been delivered, and the whole plan would have been ruined.

He argued with hostile Jews, and they were never able to touch him. He was nearly silent when he was kidnapped, beaten, interrogated, and tortured to death, and he was not protected.

Words are extremely important. They were the tools that created the planet we sit on. A diploma is words. A contract is words. A death sentence is words. Jesus called himself the word of God.

Words are at the root of everything. Control the root, and you control everything that comes from it.

I’ll post the video here. Maybe it will help you.

Over the last two days, something very odd happened. I lost my Bluetooth earpiece. I searched the house, workshop, and car. I looked through my laundry. I searched the washer and dryer. I went over the same places over and over. I looked at clean clothes I had put away. It was nowhere to be found.

I was expecting an important call, and I didn’t want to hold the phone up the whole time. I started practicing what Tom Loud taught in a video I wrote about a day or two back. I got my carnal mind out of the way. I spoke God’s defeat to the difficulty of finding the earpiece, as well as his victory to me in finding it. I asked him to bring it to me. I commanded my carnal mind to shut up, and I told it to submit to my spirit.

I thanked God over and over for returning the earpiece to me.

Yesterday I finally ordered a new earpiece. I was not giving up, but I wanted to have a second one in case this happened again.

Last night I showered and got dressed for bed. I put on a pair of shorts I had laid out on the dresser. Later, I felt something in my pocket. I reached in, and there was the earpiece.

You can’t tell me I hadn’t looked there before. I had made a point of searching all the shorts I wear at night. And it showed up before the call arrived.

Make of it what you will.

The carnal mind is a problem. I’m not saying it hasn’t done anything for us. It gives us inventions. It helps us think so we can get through the day. Unfortunately, it also fights with God. It thinks miracles don’t happen and that anything that seems impossible is, in fact, impossible. It’s wrong about the important things.

The mind of the flesh prevents us from raising the dead and making legs grow back. Medicine can fix a lot of things, but it can’t cure a cold, make a dwarf grow, create a new eye, grow a new tooth, or do any of a number of things that would alleviate terrible suffering. Medicine is also expensive, and not everyone can get treatment. It doesn’t help humanity much when a new medical treatment pops up and only a ten-thousandth of the world’s population can get it. The carnal mind cuts us off from a world of free help our human efforts can’t begin to compare to.

I’ve had blisters healed over a period of minutes. I know it sounds insignificant, but think about it. You can go to the Mayo Clinic, offer them a billion dollars to make a blister go away, and have them tell you it can’t be done. They’ll say you have to wait. I didn’t. Didn’t cost me a penny, either. They were just blisters, but they might as well have been tumors or amputations. The same principles apply.

Carnality relies on hard work. As Adam could tell you, hard work is what happens when you give up access to divine help. Divine help is better. When you get God’s power working for you, you don’t need a medical or engineering degree. You don’t need an MBA. You don’t need an army or a fortune or any other source of earthly power. You take a shortcut around all that mess. That’s how life was before the curse.

Jesus was an uneducated handyman, and he made a withered arm grow back.

Tom Loud and some of the others aren’t teaching what we think of as “the gospel.” To nearly all Christians, “the gospel” means the gospel of salvation. We think that if we teach someone he can avoid going to hell by asking for salvation, we’ve taught the gospel. Jesus said the age would end when the gospel OF THE KINGDOM was taught all over the world. That’s what Loud is teaching. He’s talking about our authority as princes. There is more to Christianity than going to heaven.

How long can the world last, now that these ideas are spreading?

Loud said something that amazed me. He said Christians would eventually “infect” people, like sick patients spreading disease. I’ve been saying that for years. We’ve been relying on popes and preachers and big buildings, thinking we needed these tools to spread God’s kingdom. We were totally wrong. God doesn’t need a TV preacher’s cameras. He needs a bunch of anonymous believers, going around doing miracles and helping people to feel his love. It was wonderful to hear someone else use the infection analogy. It was the first time I had heard anyone else say it. It proves it came from God, not me.

This stuff will take off, and there will be a harvest. Then it will die down due to market saturation, and the end will come, because people will have heard God’s case and made their choice.

Market saturation is one of the main things that fills hell.

Technology is putting an end to free will, so we should be aware that the end is finally coming close. Without free will, there is no purpose for mankind to continue to exist. Once the earthly powers know where we are all the time, control our movements, and have the ability to decide who can buy and sell, it will be time for us to leave.

How long will that take? Based on current technology and the rate at which technology grows, I would be surprised if it takes 10 more years. Right now, the government or Google–Satan’s intelligence and control network–knows exactly where I am. It knows where I go when I take anything resembling a major road. It knows what I buy. It can record and transcribe every phone call I make, and it can have computers search the transcripts to find out if I’m saying anything it doesn’t like. I live way out in the country, and this is how little privacy I have. If you live in a city, you might as well live naked in a giant fishtank on national television.

There is no free will without privacy. When people know they’re being watched, they don’t do what they want to do, so they can’t be judged.

I hope we start seeing more miracles and, more importantly, more supernatural faith and love. We really need to go out on a high note.

You have to be the Bouncer

I watched a Tom Loud video last night with dinner, and he did something pretty neat. He explained exactly how he heals people. He didn’t have a creepy seminar and charge people $300. He didn’t ask for money. He didn’t hold anything back. Very nice.

It turns out he got his start after watching another Youtube healer, Pete Cabrera. Cabrera is not a trained preacher. He was illiterate until he was in his late twenties. Somehow or other, he started hearing from God and healing people.

Loud contacted him and asked what he was doing, and he said he didn’t know.

Eventually, Loud started healing. He realized his carnal mind was in the way. It kept telling him he wasn’t going to heal anyone. He succeeded when he got rid of the blockage.

That’s interesting to me, because God showed me something a long time ago. When God cursed humanity in Eden, he gave us curses that reflected the curses we had put on him. One of them was difficulty in childbirth. The reason human beings have such difficult births is that we have large brains. Our heads are so big they stretch women’s genitals and cause tremendous pain. God showed me that our minds make it hard for us to enter his kingdom. We insist on relying on logic and proof, so entering the kingdom of heaven is like taking a camel through the eye of a needle.

Loud says we have two minds, and I know that is true. The body has a mind, and the spirit has a mind. We literally have two minds, and they fight.

He says he accepted the fact that his carnal mind would never really get with the program, so he ignores it now.

At the end of the video, he gives people a great way to silence the carnal mind and get into God’s presence. You say, “Mind, submit to my spirit. Spirit, take me to the father.”

I know this works. I have been commanding my mind and spirit for a long time. For example, say it’s time to pray, and I can’t quit thinking about something I want to do in the workshop. I’ll say, “I command my flesh, my mind, and my spirit not to think about tools until tomorrow at 10 a.m.” The tool thoughts go away. They may come back, but they do go away.

In the psalms, there are similar commands. “Bless the Lord, O my soul, and all that is within me, bless his holy name.” That’s not just flowery talk. It’s literally a command. It’s an example for us to follow.

We need to silence useless voices in order to communicate with God, so this information is important. Christianity is not a game with a set of rules. You don’t try to behave and then see if God likes your score enough to let you into heaven. Christianity is a relationship with a father who talks to you every day.

You should be praying in tongues every day, because God will communicate with you through tongues. You will find you know things no human being told you. You should be prophesying to yourself and others for the same reason. If your flesh won’t stop yammering or telling you it won’t work, you’ll be isolated and uninformed.

You’ll feel better if you silence your flesh. Your flesh brings worry, anger, shame, fear, unbelief, lust, covetousness, and all sorts of other things that are unpleasant to experience. Your flesh can be manipulated into feeling certain ways by circumstances. Your spirit can’t. You can literally be walking up the steps to the hangman’s noose and not be worried or even upset, as long as your flesh is muzzled. Remember Jesus, sleeping in the boat during the storm. He wasn’t just composed. He was ASLEEP.

You can tell your mind and spirit to believe this or that. Whatever you need. If you’re worried, command them to stop. If you’re angry, command them to stop. Command them to believe, love, forgive, or whatever else you need.

Your circumstances can’t control your emotions and state of mind if you use the authority God has already given you, but if you don’t try, you can be as miserable as the lowest, most defiled unbeliever.

Loud says he heals something like 80% of the people he works on. That’s pretty good. It certainly beats the typical Christian average of 0%. Healing is important, because it shows people God is real and knocks the lies out of their heads. Paul, who was highly educated and very smart, said he didn’t win people with men’s wisdom but with God’s power. He said, “And my speech and my preaching was not with enticing words of man’s wisdom, but in demonstration of the Spirit and of power.”

I think the video is very powerful, and I recommend you take a look. At the very least, watch the last 5 minutes.

I Just Came to Meet Your Boss

I am considering going to another Last Reformation event.

The Last Reformation’s founder, Torben Sondergaard, got driven out of Denmark in January. He invited a documentary crew to film his ministry, and of course, they twisted the truth and made his organization look like a sick cult. The Danes rose up in arms and threatened to pass laws to ban what he was doing. People said doing his type of ministry in front of kids was abuse, which is completely untrue. He feared losing his children and going to prison.

Over the last month, he has been provided with a big, beautiful property in North Carolina. I believe he said it has 90 rooms. About 75% of the cost has already been paid, and the Last Reformation is leasing to buy the rest. No loans. They’re already planning their first event.

My friend Mike needs to be baptized, and I would like to complete what I started when I went to their event in Clearwater in December. I would like to pray for the sick and see results.

I have also considered flying to Seattle to see Tom Loud, who does street ministry and healing. I really want to get going.

I found an outfit in Florida. It’s called the Acts 2 School. It’s in Vero Beach, which is a couple of hours away. I thought it might work out because Tom Loud has worked with them. I assume he has some clue about the people he deals with.

When I looked at their website, I noticed two things. First, they charge $300 for their events, and second, you have to live on the premises for several days.

Oh, boy. Charging a hundred bucks a day, up front, for teaching? That can’t be God’s will.

They have a student handbook, which I examined. If you attend an event, you have to live in a common bedroom with strangers. You have to sleep in a bunk. You have to eat with everyone else, when the leadership chooses. You have to help prepare food, wash dishes, and clean the facility. You can’t talk to a person of the opposite sex in the room where he or she sleeps. At 10:30, they turn off the lights. YOU don’t. They do.

“CULT.” This is the word that comes to mind.

1. If you really have faith in God, you should be able to get by on freewill offerings and whatever other resources he provides. If you have to charge people hefty fees up front, God is not blessing you. The people you charge are. They are not merely brothers and sisters; they are also customers.

2. Sleeping in a common room is fine for people who have no choice. It’s not fine for married people, older people who have money and status and are tired of being nannied, or people who snore. There are hotels around Vero Beach. There is no good reason to tell people they can’t use them. Charging a hundred bucks a day for self-prepared food and a self-cleaned bedroom and bathroom is way out of line. I grant you, a Holiday Inn would cost just as much without food and drink, but you would have privacy, you would not have to clean anything, and you would not have people telling you what to do and when.

3. If a grown person feels like staying up until 10:45 or whenever, it’s up to him. This is America, not socialist Cambodia. Turning off the lights for free adults is insulting and somewhat crazy.

I guess what I’m saying is that I decided not to go.

I’ve seen a lot of video about Scientology. They practice slavery, right here in America. They tell people where to live and what to do. They tell them who to associate with. They make them do unpleasant work for nothing. They put people who misbehave in buildings with doors that lock from the outside. They forbid people to communicate with others. This is not what religion is supposed to be like, and it’s very dangerous for a Christian leader to go down the same path.

It’s very hard to prosecute Scientology leaders because the people they hurt are afraid of them. They fear for themselves as well as their friends and families (especially children). It’s remarkable that such things happen in America, but they do. We have many Muslims here practicing slavery. Pimps practice slavery, too.

Who would join a ministry that reminds him of Scientology? It’s like paying to be punched in the face.

Cults don’t honor people. God just showed me that. They humiliate them. The Bible tells us to honor other people. If you put a 65-year-old man in a room full of strangers, make him clean toilets, and tell him when to go to bed, are you honoring him? No. You’re dishonoring him. God hates dishonor and emasculation. He gets buried in it every day, so he knows what it’s like.

Elisha was dishonored by a bunch of kids, and God sent two bears to maul them. That’s harsh. God’s law said that if a son was nasty to his parents, they could have him stoned to death. It said that if a woman tried to stop a fight by squeezing a man’s genitals, her hand had to be cut off. It said that people who did not honor their parents would be cursed.

Dishonor is bad. Unfortunate for me, because I used to excel at it.

I don’t know if Tom Loud endorses these people. The video he made with them is several years old, and they rarely update their own Youtube channel.

I think he has an issue with the Last Reformation. He said his friend Doug Collins is involved with a ministry, and he gave the impression that he’s not enthusiastic about it. Doug Collins is a Last Reformation member.

Tom Loud got Doug Collins started doing miracles. Collins called him and asked to be taught. Loud was not involved with the Last Reformation. Collins found them later.

My only concern with the Last Reformation is that they may be getting too structured and man-based. If it turns into the Torben Sondergaard religion, it will fail just like Catholicism did.

I’m not a joiner. I don’t care if you line up hundreds of dead bodies every morning and raise them with a wave of your hand. I’m a child of God, not a child of Perry Stone or Benny Hinn or Tom Loud or anyone else. If I have to know your secret handshake and let you tell me and my family what to do, I’m out. Psalm 23 says, “The Lord is my pastor.” Deal with it.

Loud says God told him he ended the healing revival of the 1950’s because it glorified men. He says God showed up he would bring it back, however. I don’t doubt that God said these things.

It’s crazy to have a movement that glorifies men and turns them into celebrities who supposedly have powers the rest of us don’t have. Preachers are supposed to help us meet and get to know and obey God, not themselves. You know what the Bible says: “Call no man ‘father’.”

Christianity is reproduction. That’s very important to understand. God is reproducing. When you have kids, you don’t hope to have one normal kid and 9 kids without arms and legs. All your children should be like you in their capabilities. God isn’t looking to produce three or 4 Reinhard Bonnkes and Todd Whites and leave the rest of us in iron lungs and wheelchairs.

I guess we’re weak because we are the spiritual children of men, not God. We take after our fathers.

Remember what Moses said? “Enviest thou for my sake? Would God that all the Lord’s people were prophets, and that the Lord would put his spirit upon them!” Moses was always in danger of being worshiped for being special, and he wanted no part of it.

Lust for attention and worship is what caused Satan to be blasted out of heaven. He wanted to dress up like Liberace and stand in front of everyone, being admired, praised, and obeyed. He said he would sit on the throne of heaven. Preachers who glorify themselves and don’t replicate themselves are just like he was.

I don’t know if the Last Reformation is going to become a carnal, failed denomination or not, but it’s something to be wary of. The Last Reformation has never saved anyone, and there is no guarantee that it will exist a month from now. You have to keep your eyes on the source, no matter who fails around you.

God said, “A thousand shall fall at your side and ten thousand at your right hand, but it shall not come near thee.” No matter who fails, you have to focus on the one who never can. No one can carry you or walk your path for you.

It’s all very interesting.

I like the Last Reformation, and they do reproduce. They teach people how to heal and so on. I just don’t want to be obligated to their leadership. Men in leadership make mistakes. Often, they disagree with God and with people to whom God has been speaking. That happens to me a lot. I don’t need any more of it.

It’s one thing to have some random person with no power criticize the things God says through you and to have him tell you to do things God doesn’t want you to do. It’s another when it comes from someone to whom you have given your loyalty.

My last pastor told me I wasn’t allowed to lay hands on people, and I was a deacon. He said demons could leave me and go into others that way. Meanwhile, he was laying hands on people, and he was involved in a sexual relationship with his young niece, which started when she was 6.

Rich Wilkerson at Trinity Church in Miami had a rule that he was the only one who was allowed to receive or interpret a message in tongues. I wonder how he expected to get God to obey that rule.

I think he’s an atheist. I don’t think a person who believes in divine judgment could do the things he does.

The further you go with God, the fewer people you can listen to without being dragged downward. The more aligned you are with God, the more people will disagree with you, and you will find that as time passes, you get into conflict with people who are higher and higher on the Christian food chain. I suppose the status of your persecutors varies with your status with God. After all, ordinary Christians fight demons, but when Jesus was tempted, Satan himself showed up.

When Paul became the chief voice in the church, Peter, who was very close to God himself, rose against him and had to be corrected.

It’s interesting. When Israel was threatened by Goliath, who was the greatest warrior among the Philistines, God sent his anointed king to kill him. He sent his best. I suppose Satan does the same thing, when he has to, although he likes to send human beings who are low and unworthy of respect.

It’s a form of dishonor to send a lackey or a child or someone else of low regard to fight a worthy enemy. In the play Cyrano de Bergerac, a noble hires flunkies to drop a log on Cyrano, who laments this disgrace as he dies. Liberals love sending kids to bait and insult conservatives. It’s a filthy tactic intended to humiliate. Witness David Hogg and the Thunberg girl, whose unfortunate mental illness is being used to shame people who resist the climate hysteria industry.

It’s astounding how much power Satan has in the church. He owns it. He’s not an invader who comes in quickly to make raids and then leaves. He sits on a throne of authority. He is at home in the church. He built it.

I’m not going to Vero Beach to pay some character $300 to turn the lights out on me. If you can’t treat me like a man and teach me while I’m staying at a hotel, there is something seriously wrong with what you’re doing.

I would like to be able to do the things the apostles did, and, most importantly, I would like to be able to do it because of God’s love flowing through me, not because I want an achievement, because I’m angry at Satan, or because I feel obligated to do things for God. Love is the big thing that’s missing from every ministry I’ve seen. They’re starting to get the gifts of the Spirit right, but when you’re around God, you feel his love the way you would feel heat while standing in front of a searchlight. We have to get that, or what we do will be weak and half-baked.

I think a trip to North Carolina would be nice. We’ll see what happens.

Wire You Reading This?

It is the third of October, and my workshop now has two 50-amp outlets and three 20-amp outlets. I have a third 50-amp receptacle waiting to be installed. When I get that receptacle wired up, I will mount my 10-HP phase converter on the wall, and I will call a rigger to bring my machine tools to Ocala.

After, that I’ll be ready for the rapture.

It has been confusing, trying to figure out the best way to wire up the shop. I have a Square D Homeline main panel and a Square D QO 250V subpanel. They use completely different breakers, and the breakers offered in the QO line are less versatile.

I guess you’re confused now, too.

Main panels and subpanels come with a limited number of spaces for circuits. On top of that, my workshop main panel uses one of its breaker spaces to connect to the main panel in the house. That’s really stupid. I can free up space by buying what is known as a “frame size” breaker. It’s a big breaker that goes above the other breakers and doesn’t use one of their spaces. Costs over $50.

Right now I am relying on a 100-amp breaker to connect to the house, plus two 250V breakers and two 125V breakers. One of the 250V breakers connects the main panel to the shop’s subpanel, so that kills a space.

Because the main panel is from the Homeline…line…I have the option of using what are known as quad breakers. They combine two 250V breakers in one space. I bought two of them. They let me put two 50-amp breakers and two 20-amp breakers in two spaces. I used them to give me a 50-amp receptacle beside the main panel as well as two new 20-amp receptacles in the north wall. I can’t use quad breakers with my QO subpanel, so it’s like having a much smaller panel.

It looks like I made a bad choice when I bought the QO subpanel. I didn’t know what I was doing. It was really cheap, and I figured it would do the job, but I didn’t know the QO breaker options were so limited. I think the thing to do is to go to Lowe’s tomorrow, get myself a bigger Homeline subpanel, and throw out my brand-new QO subpanel and the breakers I got for it. Maybe some of them are still returnable. I guess it’s not a big deal. I could lose $50, all told.

I’m going to run #3 copper wire from the main panel to the subpanel. The main panel receives 100 amps from the house, and I am going to provide big enough wire to send all 100 to the subpanel. I have no plans to use that much juice, but big wire is a good thing. It stays cooler, and heat is what causes electrical fires. Obviously.

That size wire is very expensive locally, but I found a company online that sells it for a little over a buck a foot. It has already arrived. Code says I can use it in 3/4″ conduit, so that’s what I bought.

When I’m done, the phase converter will have its own outlet and breaker, and I can have as many welder outlets as I want. I would like to leave the Harbor Freight multiprocess welder and my AHP TIG/stick machine plugged in all the time for convenience. My Lincoln isn’t as useful, so I see no need to provide a receptacle for it.

I have to put my machine tools on the north wall, and that’s where I installed my woodworking tool cabinet, which is a 72″ Husky from Home Depot. It’s a great cabinet. I put wheels on it, even though you’re not supposed to. It has a safety strap which attaches it to the wall, so wheels are not a safety problem. Today I had to move the cabinet, and that proved I was right to get the wheels.

Since I had to move it, I used the opportunity to paint the inside white. The cabinet is black, and when tools are inside it, they are hard to see. It’s like a cave in there. I bought myself some Krylon white appliance epoxy, and I moved the cabinet outdoors and started spraying. I had to get myself a Tyvek suit. When you spray the outside of a thing, the paint mist blows away. When you spray the inside of a cabinet, the cabinet holds the mist so it tries to settle on you and in your lungs. Frustrating. My $14 Tyvek suit minimizes the damage, and I look sexy in it.

The cabinet is great. I don’t know what they were thinking when they chose to make it black, however.

It’s amazing how hard it is to paint a black object white. I have gone through three cans of Krylon, and I’m not done.

My table saw is now on the south side of the shop, and the cabinet will be moved that way, too. I’m thinking of running a 30-amp circuit over there, just for the saw.

I’m also thinking of modifying the Husky rolling cabinet I got for my wood lathe. I bought a Dustopper for it. This is a special lid for a 5-gallon bucket. You put it in front of a shop vac, and as the air goes through it, almost all the dust falls out. It turns a shop vac into a pretty good dust collector.

I put the Dustopper on a bucket and tried to fit it in the cabinet. It will go, but it’s too tall to attach a hose. I got frustrated trying to think of ways to change it. Then I realized it was sitting on a bucket that cost less than $3. I couldn’t believe it too me so long to see the solution. Obviously, I can cut an inch out of the bucket and put it back together. This is my plan. I’ll put a shop vac inside the cabinet next to the bucket, and I’ll run a hose out to the lathe. I’ll have to cut intake and exhaust holes in the cabinet. Even with the holes, the cabinet should kill most of the vacuum noise.

I now have a 31-foot cord for my band saw. I’m considering using my finger brake to make a bracket to wind the cord on. I can mount it to the side of the saw. It would just be a long piece of 1″ steel strip bent up at the ends. I could weld two short bits of all-thread to it and run them through the saw’s case to a couple of nuts. If I welt all-thread to it, I won’t have bold heads sticking up and interfering with me when I try to wind the cord. Not that they would anyway, now that I think about it, since they would be in the center of the apparatus and the cord would wind around the outside.

Still, it would be slick.

I no longer have any excuse not to move my machines here. Tomorrow I need to call the rigger and get things going. I can’t wait to have them again. There are things I’ve wanted to do that required a mill, lathe, and compressor, and I’ve been stuck. Awful feeling.

I may also get a trailer. I’m considering getting one that holds 5500 pounds. It’s not too big and not too expensive, but I could put my Kubota on it and take it for service. I could also move a machine tool or a huge amount of personal property. The trailer I like has built-in ramps, strong enough to hold a 3500-pound tractor.

I’ll need to put a decent hitch on the Ford, and I may put a better one on the Dodge. Apparently, Dodge puts very bad hitches on Cummins-equipped trucks. I can install these things myself.

I considered making a trailer, and I can do it, but there are some things you should just buy. I might make a small one, though. You don’t always want a 16-footer behind you.

Once I get these things, plus the Harbor Freight lift I have my eye on, it will be hard to think of anything I really need. There will always be little things I can add, but I will have the essentials to do what I want.

Welding table. Forgot that.

Anyway, it won’t be like I’ll be making do, as I have been for so long.

“This Variety Always has Black Bark”

I’m back to writing about my workshop again. Or am I?

Today I wrote about the favor God was showing me. I said it seemed like I couldn’t go to Home Depot without them giving me something for nothing. After I wrote that, I visited the store to get 30 feet of 10/3 power cord for my band saw. The guy who cut the wire made a measuring mistake. I got 31 feet for the price of 30.

Okay, I give up. I surreptitiously returned the last two things they gave me, because I was pretty sure the employees who gave them to me did not have the authority to give things away. This time, I let it go. You can’t give Home Depot back a foot of wire. It was going home with me, or they were going to cut it off and put it in a dumpster. There was no way they were going to go back to the wire area and cut it off. I had to take it.

It was almost as though God were joking with me.

I went to the metal dealer today to get some things I needed. I have a sprayer boom for my golf cart, and I’ve been attaching it to the back of the cart with clamps. That’s no good. I need a support that goes in the cart’s 2″ receiver. I bought three pieces of square tubing to make one.

I also bought several pieces of angle iron in different widths. My Offroad Swag finger brake is a wonderful tool, but in order to make it work, you need accessories. Little pieces of narrow angle iron serve as bottom die adaptors. The press’s bottom die is a huge piece of angle iron which is too wide to work with some things, so you rest small pieces in it to fill up space.

I bought three feet of 1″ steel strip for no good reason at all. I thought I might need some for a plate for the sprayer mount. Screws would go through it to attach it to the boom. I would only need maybe 4 inches for that. I bought three feet because 1″ steel strip is a handy thing to have when you weld. You never know when you’ll find a place where a little strip of steel will save the day.

Scrap is very important. You can’t make anything without scrap unless you drive to the store every time an idea pops into your head. I try to buy more materials, fasteners, paint, glue, and other things than I need, because I know they’ll be useful later.

Yesterday I took some goat wire and stretched it between two shelves on my monster shelf thing. I put it there to prevent long metal objects from falling off the side. I’m using a shelf as a material storage area. The old system of piling it in the corner of the room is no longer in vogue.

Scrap is already piling up on the shelf, making me feel more secure.

I bought 20″ of 2-1/2″ square tube. I made a front end loader support for my Kubota the other day, and it came out great, but it was too short to put the loader as high as I wanted it. The tubing I bought today will become a new support. I could have cut the old support and welded more metal in to make it longer, but I didn’t think about it until I had the new metal, and I don’t know if I trust my welds for a job like that.

When I got home, I cleaned my new steel with window cleaner and paper towels because new steel is always covered with black grime. I deburred the steel using the belt grinder, and I also ground an angle into one of the pieces for the sprayer support so it would project backward from the golf cart when the finished support was in use.

I put 5/8″ holes in the tube that will go into the receiver. There are matching holes in the receiver, and a pin will go through them to hold the support in place. The Silver & Deming bit left huge burrs inside the tubing where I couldn’t hit them with the belt grinder. Enter the Dumore hand grinder.

This is a tool that falls between a Dremel and a die grinder. It’s small enough to use with one hand, but it won’t poop out as badly as a Dremel, and it’s a real industrial tool, so it will last longer than a year. I put a carbide burr on it, reached into the tubing, and ground the burrs out in a hurry.

Nice.

There’s a reason why new Dumores cost hundreds of dollars. Thank God I bought one that was new old stock.

I used a Walter flap wheel to clean up the tubes, and then I used my Harbor Freight MIG to weld them together. It was great. The welds, though imperfect, look better than most professionally done welds. Most pros make ugly welds. Most pros aren’t that good, if you want the truth. It’s a wonder things don’t fall apart and kill people all the time. I was very happy with my work.

The Titanium welder is a joy to use. I don’t know how it will stand the test of time, but for now, I’m thrilled with it. It’s light. It’s easy to use. The Harbor Freight Vulcan welding cart is ergonomically perfect. Zero complaints.

I cleaned the newly made support with a wire brush, and then I sprayed it with black hammer finish Rust-Oleum, using the tried-and-true “hang it from a magnolia tree you don’t mind painting” method. It looks wonderful. There are worse-looking welded products on store shelves across the world.

I’m not totally happy with the tubing I got for the upper part of the support, so I didn’t make that part. I’m going back to the metal place to see if they have something a little wider.

I enjoyed my visit today. The lady who runs the place started talking to me about guns and politics and so on. Of course, she has a carry permit. So nice to live among sane people.

While the paint on the sprayer mount was drying, I started on the front end loader support. I used the dry cut saw to cut one end at a 47-degree angle, which was the biggest angle I could manage with that tool. I then took the plasma cutter and started turning the 2-1/2″ tubing into a C-channel. It has to slip over the tractor’s hydraulic rod, so one side has to be open.

The first time I did this, it took a very long time, because I relied on bad information and didn’t give the plasma cutter enough air. It didn’t cut all the way through the part, so I had to finish the cutting with an angle grinder. This time, I left a few spots that weren’t cut, but severing them only took a couple of minutes.

When I was done cutting one side out of the tubing, I was left with a lot of rough metal on the inside of it. I tried smoothing it with a flap disk, but it wouldn’t really get in there, so I used the Dumore again. It’s terrific. It smoothed and debored everything so a person handling the support can’t get hurt.

I cleaned up the shop and put everything away. The support is waiting for me to come back and weld end plates on it.

I got a great deal done in a very short time. That’s rewarding. So much better than fumbling around and wasting time because I don’t have the right tools or the needed skills.

Welding is a huge blessing. I can make things other people have to buy, really quickly and cheaply. I can customize them. I don’t have to make do with things that aren’t quite right.

I’m planning to build my own welding table. A manufactured table will cost over a thousand dollars, and I just don’t think it’s justified. My milling machine will be here soon, and with it, I’ll be able to make a precision top for the table without paying some company my life savings.

I’ll bet I can build an excellent three foot by two foot table with casters and a fold-out plasma area for $250.

The little Harbor Freight portable table I use now is fantastic for the money, and if you want to weld when you’re away from your shop, it can’t be beat, but it’s flimsy for a main welding table, and it’s small, so it gets crowded.

Maybe if I go to Home Depot tomorrow, they’ll give me a table.

Things are coming together nicely. I almost look forward to spraying the yard.

Christian Content Ahead

I write a lot about relatively trivial things these days. I say “relatively” because they’re not completely trivial. I write about good things that are happening to me because God is blessing me. These things happen because God has taught me important things, and I am putting them to use. That’s not really trivial at all. But I still need to tell other people about the root causes of my blessings, which are much more important than the blessings themselves.

I’ve learned a number of things recently. Perhaps the most momentous thing I’ve learned: I am a god.

I think most Christians would be angry to read that, and that should surprise no one, because the Jewish religious authorities of the time of Jesus, who (like most of our Christian authorities) were servants of Satan, got very angry at Jesus when he said the same thing, which he found in their scriptures, which they supposedly revered.

What do I mean by “god”? Do I mean I get to sit on the throne of heaven and tell everyone else what to do? Do I mean I can create a galaxy if I feel like it? Obviously not. Whatever authority I have comes from the father, and I will always be under his command. I can’t create my own reality. There are kooks in places like California who teach that every human being can create his own experience, without deferring to any higher authority. Celebrities, who tend to think of themselves as higher beings simply because people point cameras at them, have fallen for this nonsense. It’s a lie. Everyone serves someone. Everyone is accountable.

When the Bible says we are gods (“elohim”), it means we are children of Yahweh and that we are above all the creatures that are not. Most people, to put it mildly, are not children of God. They are his creations but not his children. God’s children are those who are truly saved. That excludes many people who think they are Christians. Ideally, a child of God is led by the Holy Spirit. The Bible says, “As many as are led by the Holy Spirit, they are the sons of God.”

In the hierarchy of the universe, we are above demons, fallen angels, objects, unsaved human beings, every inanimate thing, and nonhuman earthly creatures. Jesus died on the cross, and we are heirs to his authority.

Jesus did a number of things religious authorities did not like. He violated the man-made, unscriptural Jewish laws, and he encouraged his followers to do so. He healed people on the sabbath. He also called himself the son of God.

In John 10, Jesus said, “I and the Father are one.” Some Jews who heard him picked up rocks to stone him. This passage follows.

Jesus answered them, Many good works have I shewed you from my Father; for which of those works do ye stone me?

The Jews answered him, saying, For a good work we stone thee not; but for blasphemy; and because that thou, being a man, makest thyself God.

Jesus answered them, Is it not written in your law, I said, Ye are gods?

If he called them gods, unto whom the word of God came, and the scripture cannot be broken;

Say ye of him, whom the Father hath sanctified, and sent into the world, Thou blasphemest; because I said, I am the Son of God?

Jesus referred to Psalm 82, which says, “I have said, Ye are gods; and all of you are children of the most High.”

They continued to try to kill him, but he walked off under God’s protection, as he did every time he was threatened, until he finally allowed himself to be taken. He walked away unharmed because he was God’s son. He was a god, and he was favored above those who were not.

Psalm 82 says God is addressing those to whom the word of God came. Jesus is the word of God, according to his own declaration. The Bible says prophets spoke when the word of God came to them. Jesus speaks to the Holy Spirit, and the Holy Spirit repeats things to men. That’s what prophecy is.

It all makes sense. God created the earth for the purpose of reproduction, and he calls us his children. What do a giraffe’s “children” grow up to be? Giraffes. What do a trout’s “children” grow up to be? Trout. A child of God grows up to be a god. Like God himself, we will live in the highest realm of creation, totally invulnerable to all harm, with all our enemies permanently defeated and confined far away from us. We will have no flaws or weaknesses. We will have no fear of anything. We will never sin or want to sin. We will be gods. We just won’t receive worship.

When Paul and Barnabas showed up in Rome, they demonstrated so much power, people called them Mercury and Zeus. They had to humble themselves and make people understand that the power came from the throne of heaven, not themselves.

The earth is a dirty place (made from dirt), but God, who is completely clean, has chosen to have contact with it for the purpose of reproduction. He uses people in flesh bodies. Our bodies are like the feet of God. In the Bible, feet symbolize human beings who, though citizens of heaven, are here on earth completing missions for God.

When God cursed the earth, he told Satan the seed of Eve would bruise his head, and Satan would bruise his heel. He was referring to us. We are above Satan. Our feet are above the highest part of him, so when there is contact, he can only bruise our feet. It’s as though the faces of the spirits that are against us are our cobblestones. We walk on them.

Psalm 91 mentions this. It says, “Thou shalt tread upon the lion and adder; the young lion and the dragon shalt thou trample under feet.”

It’s amazing when you see how various parts of the Bible fit together.

Psalm 91 says God’s angels will bear his children up in their hands lest we dash our feet against stones. It refers to the stones of Satan’s temple. We are the stones of Jesus’ temple, and people who are not saved are the stones of Satan’s. Psalm 91 says we will not have our flesh driven into conflict with carnal people.

We’re supposed to have lives of authority and success. We are elite. We are nobility. We are the 1% of the universe, to steal a phrase the envious and murderous children of darkness like to use to describe people who are blessed. The Bible mentions problems Christians will have on the earth, but that’s about persecution, not things like disease and poverty.

There were people in the early church who were not successful in life. They were doing Christianity wrong. The early church was strong and full of knowledge, but it wasn’t perfect. It failed because people still did things wrong. You shouldn’t assume that your life won’t be any better than theirs. You shouldn’t get the idea that they were perfect or that you can’t do Christianity as well as they did.

Jesus said his followers would do greater things than he had. We haven’t seen that yet. The early church didn’t accomplish it. That means it’s still in the future. We should hope to exceed the deeds of early Christians.

Moses did things that were much more impressive than anything Jesus did, and that was under the old covenant, so how can we think we’ve seen all that new-covenant people will be allowed to do?

The apostles made mistakes. People don’t like to hear it, but it’s true. Paul corrected Peter publicly when he tried to Judaize new believers and make them obey the law instead of the Spirit. Paul and Barnabas had a major argument. Obviously, one of them was wrong. We shouldn’t think we can’t do better, and be more blessed here on earth, than the early church.

We are gods already, even if we are stuck to uncooperative bags of deteriorating meat at the moment. We have authority now. We have God’s character and mind now. The Bible says God gave us the Holy Spirit as a down payment here on earth. We have to use supernatural weapons to defeat our flesh, other people, and spirits in order to manifest the power and virtue of sons of God.

Churches don’t teach this stuff. They have turned Christianity into a game show. “Do this for God and get this many points.” “Refrain from that and get that many points.” Add up the points, and maybe you get to heaven. Christianity is not a game or a set of rules. It’s supernatural. A great spirit comes to live in you, and you communicate with him all the time and submit to him, and he gives you assignments and the power to complete them. He gives you a new heart and mind and kills the old ones. He relieves you of the obligation to work hard and fight for everything. That stuff is carnal, and it honors the flesh and insults God.

It’s very important to understand these things, because Satan runs the church, and he has created a system which sets you up for failure and eternal damnation.

I had a very disturbing dream last night. I was in this house, and my dad was still alive. It was dark. I got myself a ham and cheese sandwich. When I picked up the mustard jar, it was empty. One of my dad’s faults was that he would eat things he liked and leave nothing for anyone else. I knew he had done it; he had eaten all of the mustard, like ice cream, with a spoon. I went to my own private fridge for another jar, and that fridge contained an empty, dirty jar with no lid.

I took the jar to his bedroom to confront him and try to help him remember not to eat all the mustard. I was going to tell him it wasn’t pudding. I went into his bedroom and started to talk to him about the mustard, and he interrupted me and said, “To me, it’s like pudding.”

After this, I heard a voice. It was my sister, calling my name. She was in my house. Immediately, I felt my stomach twist into a knot. I have never told her where I live, and I will not permit her to be on this property for any reason. I refuse to go back and be subjected to the presence of someone who abused me and everyone else in the family for years.

The first words out of my mouth, before I even started walking to find her, were, “GET OUT.”

I found her in the kitchen, and I told her to get off my property that instant. I told her she was not allowed to set foot here. She said I had already lost, and for some reason, I said, “I have never lost.”

I noticed a bunch of people were with her. Cops, mostly. They had come to help her move in. One had a cast on his right hand, and he was holding an M16 rifle in front of him, looking around as though he expected someone to pop up and shoot him.

I told them they were all trespassing. I told them to leave. I saw a wall of disorderly cardboard boxes full of my sister’s belongings. I told her I was going to put them off the property and leave them in the open. I told her she knew me and that she knew I would do it.

I started asking who was in charge. I saw a woman at the back. I went to talk to her. I said, “Social worker, right?” I told her my sister’s history of being ejected from rehab facilities. I told her how exceptional she was and how she had repeatedly fooled people like the social worker.

A bearded man with glasses was staring at the house and my things. He marveled because it was such a wonderful house. I agreed. I said, “It’s the greatest house in creation.”

They didn’t seem to be inclined to obey me, so I shouted, “I am a LAWYER, and I am telling you to leave NOW.”

They left, and my sister and the boxes were gone.

I woke up immediately. I felt terrible. I felt as though she were coming back to make my life miserable.

I prayed. I asked God what the dream was about.

My sister represents false siblings who are heavily controlled by fallen angels and demons. These are people who claim to be Christians yet have no knowledge. They think they know better than I do, even though I listen to the Holy Spirit and they don’t. I know a lot of people like this. My word for them is “boneheads.” You can’t tell them anything. You can spend your whole life trying to bless them with useful knowledge, and all they will do is torment you. They persecute, and they waste your time. When you fail to go along with their carnal plans, they start accusing you. You’re heartless. You’re selfish. You think you’re “a little bit special,” as one said to me a few years ago.

My dad represents the leadership of the church. My dad was demented, and most church leaders are inept and very ignorant. They know almost nothing, and what they think they know is toxic and wrong.

My dad was extremely carnal. He loved to stuff himself in front of the TV. Many preachers are just fat sacks that gluttonize on things like money and food. They’re like babies. Everything is about the mouth and the blanket.

Mustard represents the kingdom of God, as it did in a parable. Ham represents gentile flesh (mine). Cheese represents the milk of the Bible. Bread represents God’s word. Ignorant, gluttonous preachers who serve their bellies destroy the kingdom of God for other people. They can’t benefit from it, and they keep us from going in. They eat the mustard, which doesn’t help them, and they keep us from getting it.

The cops and the social worker represent well-meaning people of earthly authority whom demons and failed Christians manipulate to get them to control the Spirit-led.

The other day God showed me something. In Genesis, Satan was represented as a serpent because a serpent has no arms or legs. It controls other animals with its mouth. Even a constrictor begins by grabbing prey with its mouth. Satan has no power of his own. He uses the power of others. He threatens them. He makes deals with them. He offers them bait. He lies to them.

A good Christian controls his own strength and God’s power to get things done. A child of Satan controls other people. Always remember that. Anyone who uses threats, guilt trips, juicy bait, or lies to make you obey is serving Satan. When you obey such people, you obey Satan, too.

To get everyone to leave, I had to use the authority of the law. I had to tell them I was a lawyer. It’s funny that Christianity was not part of the dream. I didn’t pray or speak in God’s name. It makes sense, though, because Jesus spoke parables that had no overtly religious or supernatural content.

God is reminding me not to join a church. I’m not sure why he did it, because the idea of joining a church is repulsive to me. Maybe he did it so I would tell others.

The sense that I was slipping back under the power of evil people and spirits left me feeling very traumatized. After several hours, I am still not over it.

The word says, “The Lord is my pastor; I shall not lack.” That’s Psalm 23. When I was under human pastors, I lacked. They used me. They taught me toxic things that weren’t true, along with a number of helpful things that were true. God is the perfect pastor. He only teaches truth. He doesn’t hurt; he always builds you up.

False Christians will be very prominent in the persecution movement as it ramps up. They already are. They always have been. I have had very few problems with non-Christians. The people who made me most miserable in my walk over the years were preachers, church officials, and volunteers.

I think it’s hard for most Christians to accept the fact that Satan runs the church, but then the Jews didn’t like it when Jesus called them “the synagogue of Satan,” and he was right.

I have much, much less anxiety and stress than I did even a year ago. The closer I get to God, the better things go and the more I succeed. God told me this: “Success brings joy, and joy brings success.” It’s true.

Joy isn’t ordinary happiness. It’s associated with victories and breakthroughs. This is why the Bible says, “Weeping may endure for a night, but joy comes in the morning.” It’s why people in the Bible reJOIced when good things finally happened.

These days, I prophesy and interpret tongues a lot. I have been reluctant to to it, because I was afraid I would say crazy things that were wrong, but that is changing. God’s word says he’ll back me up, so I leave that to him. I can’t tell you how comforting it is to hear what he has to say to me. I need to spend more time doing it. After all, the Bible says, “Faith comes by hearing, and hearing, by the word of God.”

He keeps telling me I have nothing to worry about. Worry is something he really hates. He talks about it all the time. He keeps saying he will never drop me. He says he has never left me, and he never will. He says he will lift me above the world. These things are all consistent with the Bible.

Worry is his main issue with me. Not lust. Not pride. Not anger. Not covetousness. Not dishonesty. He barely mentions those things. He talks about worry every time he speaks. It’s very important to cooperate with him and to continue to diminish worry.

Favor is a big deal with God. He really wants to help you, believe it or not. He keeps showing me favor in funny ways.

I have a list of people I pray for, and I ask God to send people to help us. I ask him to cause them to pay us money we haven’t earned, to give us things we haven’t earned, to give us free counsel, to take care of us and all we have so we can spend our time serving him, and so on.

My prayers have been working in an amusing way. I can’t seem to go to Home Depot without getting something for nothing. I tried to buy a circuit breaker. The cashier couldn’t look it up, so she insisted I take it and not worry about it. I went to Home Depot to buy a cabinet, and when I arrived, the exact model I wanted was by the door, selling for half price, and I got it for $5 less. I bought a few things the other day, including a vacuum nozzle, and the cashier was not able to look it up, so she told me it was mine. It’s making me nervous.

I went back later and sneaked the circuit breaker and nozzle back onto the shelves, but I’m not sure God wanted me to. After all, he told the disciples to take a stranger’s donkey without permission.

I couldn’t go to customer service, because the cashiers might have gotten in trouble.

It’s strange, but I never think about the morality of what they’re doing until it’s too late and I’m in the parking lot. That’s when it hits me. I don’t know why.

I went to a metal dealer, and when I told the people there I was learning to weld, they gave me maybe $25 worth of free metal to practice on. I didn’t spend that much on what I bought.

I hired an electrician to improve my shop’s wiring, and his company said they would trace and fix a problem with a socket for nothing. They’re coming tomorrow. It’s not a small job.

I wanted dust collection for the cabinet I bought, which holds a wood lathe. I picked a product from Rockler.com. When I went to order it, it was on sale, and they were offering free shipping.

I’ll tell you about the weirdest example of favor I’ve seen.

I’ve been stretching briefly every night. I want my back to be healthy. I first started a month or so ago, and I was startled to see how stiff I was. I could only get my fingertips to within maybe 6″ of the floor. I kept at it, and over a few weeks, I improved to the point where I could put two fingertips down.

The other day, before stretching, I commanded my flesh to be healed, strong, lean, and flexible. Then I stretched. I put three fingertips on each hand on the floor. I didn’t know what to think. It was astonishing.

I can now put all five fingers on the floor, with a slight bend in each knee. Explain it if you can.

I’m not a prosperity-gospel Christian, and I don’t believe prosperity and other earthly blessings prove you’re doing things right, but I know God’s supernatural favor when I see it. Besides, I don’t give money to preachers, so I know what I get has nothing to do with the prosperity lie.

You need to work on the gifts of the Spirit, and you need to hear from God many times every day. You’re not going to get anywhere by sending preachers money, going to Africa on missionary trips God didn’t order you to take, hitting yourself with a flagellum after you sin, saying Hail Marys, building an unnecessary orphanage, or being the extra-best church volunteer who ever lived. You need to know God personally. That’s what he likes, and it brings results.

What did Jesus say? People would come to him and tell him about all the great things they had done in his name, and he would send them to hell, saying, “I never KNEW you.”

Hell is full of Christians. Accept it. I would be surprised if any of the dead popes are absent.

When I was a kid, my grandfather used to give me money. I didn’t ask for it or earn it. We spent a great deal of time together, and every so often, he would just hand me some cash. That’s how God is. He’s not waiting for you to present a bill for building a cathedral. He loves his children, and he enjoys giving them things just because it makes them happy.

I have no idea how many words I’ve written. Many, I suppose. I will close, and when I come back, maybe I’ll have a new wrench to write about.

More Tools…Must Have…

The last few days were pretty neat.

A while back, I took the ergonomically disastrous giant shelves in my workshop, turned them 90°, and turned them into a tremendous, shop-enlarging asset. The remaining problem was the plastic shelves which had been about 4 feet away from them. They were now maybe 7 feet away. There was a big hole between the two sets of shelves, and it was lost space.

I was not having it. Yesterday, I fixed the problem.

The previous owner of the house had 5 sets of Keter plastic shelves in the shop. These are basically the same as Home Depot HDX plastic shelves, except they are probably made less sloppily, because the HDX shelves are a mess. You get 5 shelves, 20 legs, and some feet and top caps, and you push everything together to make a surprisingly sturdy and useful set of shelves, given how cheesy the whole idea is.

Truthfully, smart people make their own shelves. For the cost of a set of plastic shelves (around $50), I can make almost two sets of wooden shelves which will be stronger. I just didn’t feel like doing it. Setting this shop up is a big project, and I feel like I need to choose my battles. I am reusing the shelves that were here when I arrived.

One set of shelves had a mashed bottom shelf. I don’t know what happened to it. It was before my time. I had to go to Home Depot yesterday and get a new set of shelves to replace the damaged one. The old set was not a total loss, because I was able to remove the bad shelf and turn the unit into a 3-shelf job instead of a 4-shelf. I moved it to my garage, where there is plenty of junk to shove into it.

I put the new shelves together, took everything off the old ones, pressure-washed the crud off of them, and reinstalled everything several feet to the right. Now the plastic shelves are about three feet from the giant plywood shelf complex. Just enough room to go in there and use the shelves comfortably. The gaping hole between the shelf units is gone, and my workshop suddenly seems 100 square feet larger.

I guess it’s really about 60 square feet larger, but it seems like more. That may be because you always end up getting more stuff on shelves if you empty them and refill them. I was able to move all sorts of things to the shelves, and that reduced the clutter.

The plastic shelves have a flaw: they’re not solid plastic. They’re “ventilated,” according to the ad copy. This means the shelves are grids with hundreds of holes through which things can drop. It must be cheaper to make them this way.

I wanted to keep bottles and cans on the shelves, so I needed something continuous. I had a couple of big Amazon boxes I had saved for this reason. I opened them up flat, cut each in two pieces, and laid them on the shelves. They fit almost as though they had been made to go there. Now I have four shelves I can use for small items. If the cardboard gets mangled, I can replace it. Linoleum or something similar would have been better, but I haven’t found a source of free linoleum.

I liberated a tremendous amount of floor. I now have ample room on the north side of the shop for my machine tools. I bought electrical conduit and #3 wire (much cheaper online), and when the wire arrives, I’m going to get the wiring ready for the lathe, mill, and compressor.

I’m thinking I may get a Harbor Freight vehicle lift.

I have a golf cart and a small garden tractor. I have other heavy things I want to work on. I’m not going to continue working on the floor or lifting with my back. I’ve been looking for a good way to raise things.

I thought I had solved the problem when I found the K&L Supply MC655R motorcycle lift. It will raise a ton. You can add panels to it to make it wide enough for a garden tractor. It has wonderful access for motorcycle work. It’s a neat product.

I kept thinking about it, and the Harbor Freight product started to look better and better.

The K&L costs around $3600 when you fix it up with everything you need. They nickel and dime you on everything you have to have to get any real use out of it. It only lifts 2000 pounds. You can forget about putting a car or a real tractor on it.

The Harbor Freight lift would run something like $1800, delivered. It would be about $1450 when there’s a 20% coupon. It lifts 6000 pounds, not 2000. Right away, you can see why the K&L doesn’t look so good any more.

The Harbor Freight lift would need some shopmade accessories to make it hold a motorcycle, and it won’t function as a general lift table for random objects without some additions. So what? For $2150 (the additional money you would pay for the other lift), you can pimp the snot out of it. You can put a portable plywood top on it for general use. You can make a couple of plates so it will hold a Harley. I figure these additions could be done for a hundred bucks or so. Then you pocket the additional $2050 you would have spent on the K&L.

I think the K&L is marginally better for motorcycles, but how often will I work on motorcycles? What about the rest of the time? I can put everything I have except for my truck on Harbor Freight’s lift, and my truck doesn’t need a lift because you can practically walk under it.

Some people are afraid to sit under a Harbor Freight lift because…Harbor Freight. Well, if these lifts were collapsing, we would already know, and Harbor Freight would have quit selling them. People who are familiar with this product and other Chinese products such as the one from Bendpak say this lift is essentially the same machine, except that it has more stops, so you have more height choices. Everyone trusts Bendpak, so I’m willing to trust Harbor Freight.

I’m really considering it. I have the space. It’s not that big. It’s 8’4″ long and 40″ wide. Raised, it’s probably about 5 feet long. Harbor Freight designed it so you can move it using the hydraulic pump as a handtruck, so if it’s in the way, you can roll it aside. To move the K&L, you have to pay extra for a wheeled dolly.

The K&L weighs 500 pounds, and the Harbor Freight weighs 850. You can’t pick either one up and lean it against the wall, so I don’t think the K&L has any portability advantage.

I don’t know if I want this thing on my floor, but if I use it as a shop table, it won’t be a big flat object I’ll have to step over. It will be a useful flat surface where I get stuff done.

I have to think about it.

It’s wonderful to have the tractors outside instead of cluttering the shop. It was a good decision. They don’t need shelter. Tarps protect the seats and other vulnerable parts. With the tractors indoors, I had no shot at a decent shop. They were in the way, and they left manure, sand, and leaves on the floor.

I have a new layout idea for the shop, and I think it will be great. I just have to see if the lift is a viable component for it.