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INTRODUCTION
The Tropical Savanna That I Visited During 1992 Was Not A Landscape That I Felt Any Connection To.
This is a slow work in progress, depicting my journey through The Holy Bible and my violent struggles with God, in a place called Eva Valley, in The Northern Territory of Australia. The events take place on an ex-mango farm from 2010 to 2025, after being saved, by direct supernatural intervention, by God's holy angels, during late 2009. The first year; 'Salvation' can be found in my testimony, Mackenzie Knight. Father is moulding and shaping me and so my experiences at Eva Valley are currently ongoing.
What I Did Not Like And Did Not Want To Do
When I travelled around Australia in 1992, I was always judging a place on what I believed to be my 'connection' to the land. I knew the places that I liked and the places that I didn't like. The place that I didn't like the most, was the tropical savanna around the Litchfield National Park area. I did not like the Pandanus trees. I did not like the landscape and I did not like the weather, having arrived with a tent and an old EH Holden during the build up. I thought to myself, out of all the places in Australia, I could never live here. I didn't want to stay and left as soon as I could.
If it was one thing that I never wanted to do, it was take care of animals. I rescued animals, wildlife, strays and farmed animals. But I would hand them over to someone else to foster them or to find homes for them. The rescues themselves were always triggering. I felt completely responsible for the animal and I was always relieved to hand him/her over to someone else, which relieved my fears of failure and death.
I also never lived long in any particular place, preferring to leave often and when I did live somewhere, I liked to live next to a railway line, a road or a bridge, that reminded me to move on, or offered a way out and like the pods of rattling seeds or the magpie geese before the storms, I became restless with the change of seasons.
So what God did, is that he placed me in the Litchfield National Park area that I found absolutely intolerable. He had me taking care of hundreds of animals and there was no way out. My Father in heaven, who loved me very much assigned a holy angel to me, to minister and to protect and grieved The Holy Spirit came back into my life. My Father was going to deal with all my issues and I didn't even know it.
I Was An Absolute Mess Of A Person
There Were Many Layers Of Programming And Indoctrination To Unravel And Bring To The Surface.
When I first arrived at Eva Valley on Christmas Eve of 2009, I arrived as a complex and indoctrinated programmed mess, an MK Ultra multiple with many children being half conscious. While I had been a Christian for several months, I was still attached to the fallen angel/demonic power [The Dragon] on deeper psychic levels, that God brought to the surface, so that action could be taken. I was vulnerable, kind, fragile, childishly ferocious, still prone to channelling and hypnosis, and brainwashed by the devil, with the remnants of The New Age spirituality and pagan Catholicism deeply entrenched within me, and my false philosophy such a humanism and animal rights provided the padding for my soul, that shielded from the spiritual reality and the utter hopelessness and terror, of our situation as sinners before a holy God. Without knowing it, I was totally messed up and if The Dragon had his way, I would have been on my way to Hell. But Jesus was going to fix me up and stand by me through it all.
The property at Eva Valley, in The Northern Territory of Australia, was to be used in order for God to bend, break, mould and shape me into the kind of Christian that he wanted me to become. This included many lessons and involved hideous struggles where I screamed and cursed in God's presence and in agony cried out for Him to end my life. This time there was no escape route. I would have to adapt to the searing mind altering builds-ups, the grey wet season deluges of clockwise cyclones and the moisture sucking deceptive coolness of the mid dry season months, that were always over before they began. This was the wilderness that God chose to break me down.
A Period Of Overhelming Learning
As God turned my spirit around, I experienced the greatest influx of knowledge that I had ever known. I ditched my New Age library as thousands of books, purchased under the influence of The Dragon, made their final journey to the Batchelor tip. I purchased very few books during the fifteen years. Most of my learning was now being done through The Holy Bible and the internet, or from experience overseen by my ministering angel, who is a holy angel of God and through The Holy Spirit, who is a friend of mine. I listened to hundreds of sermons and to preachers and ministers such as David Wilkerson, Charles Spurgeon and Martyn Lloyd-Jones, amongst so many others. God directed me to the King James Bible and to the Christians who follow God's Word and are labelled as 'puritans'. I listened to hundreds of testimonies by people who turned to Jesus Christ that involved direct supernatural intervention.
Father Used Life On The Land To Break Me Down, But I Came Through, Because He Never Let Go.
I also learnt about how to live on the land, how to grow a variety of edible food, how to caretake and patch up a property with no handyman skills, and how to take care of animals up to 250 at one time, not including the visiting wildlife, how to maintain firebreaks and fences, tackle gamba grass and broad leaf weeds, in one of the harshest environments in Australia, the tropical Savanna woodland of the Top End, with the previous owner having died from mosquito bite of Encephalitis. I learnt about animal behaviour, physical and psychological needs, animal nutrition and animal diseases. I learnt to raise, rescue and tame animals. I learnt how to treat sick and injured animals and I learnt about the death of animals, the process of dying and how to dispose of the bodies. This was the side that I would have prefered not to have learnt, but it was the side that God was most interested in teaching me about.
Monitored Supernatural Experiences
My learning also involved supernatural energy attack by fallen angels/demonic powers, that were able to achieve some degree of physical manifestation. Father helped me to deal with my childood fear of this, a fear that I had forgotten about, until they began to manifest. I learnt about fallen angels/demonic powers, the impact they had in human society and how they had themselves represented and were established and embedded in every aspect of our lives, such as in arts and culture. I listened to many eyewitness encounters and studied these encounters from a Biblical perspective. I learnt that the fallen angels/demonic powers were able to manipulate energy through their knowledge of physics and chemistry and I would also experience this personally, in situations that were orchestrated and then overseen by my ministering angel, who is a holy angel of God. The supernatural experiences only occurred when Father wanted to teach me something and thankfully, they were few and far between. They were the icing on the cake of my deeper Christian walk.
Trials, Affliction, Chastisements
God dealt with me as a multiple [MPD/DID]. As each self arose and faded He would deal with their/my/our individual issues. His method was precise and His timing was perfect. He knew what would bring these selves to the surface, and when they came out, He was there waiting for them. He dealt with my fear of death, my fragility, my irrational guilt, my wrath, my anxiousness, my idolatry, my self reliance and my deep rooted mistrust and anger towards Him, the many triggers of my multiplicity, my new age indoctrination, my disability, illness and complex PTSD, my impatience, my propensity to hypnotism, addiction, my desire to win, my escapism, my worldly ethics, my inability to accept the crucifixion and my misguided humanitarianism.
My Father placed me in situations, where I did things that I never thought I would do, or where I did not believe that I would physically survive, while I was to live in stone cottage and a container house dropped from a building site, dilapidated structures, that tradies told me were 'not fit for human habitation'. He taught me about the importance of continual prayer and how to fully trust Him. He taught me endurance, to go the distance, to keep going, season by season, month by month, day by day, hour by hour, moment by moment while guiding my footsteps on the long road home. He taught me that losing in the world was winning in heaven. He turned my focus from worldly suffering into eternal assurance. He revealed some of His divine nature. He taught me while awake and during sleep. He transformed my spirit and renewed my mind. He has shown me astonishing things, that I still don't have the answer for.
Surrendering To God's Perfect Will
It Took Me Well Over A Decade Of Trials In The Wilderness To Begin Surrender To God's Perfect Will.
This is not a short comfortable testimony and it's going to take a while to write. I did things aimed at God that should have meant that I was struck down dead, but I was preserved because he took pity on me, due to the fact of what my ministering angel gently and sombrely described as; you weren't in your right mind. But some of the chastisements were supernaturally brutal and involved God taking away my beloved animals. At the time God was the still enemy and for a long time and at certain times, I raged at him like he was the devil. I rejected them both, but I was so afraid that at first I simply clung to Jesus, while screaming at my Father at the same time.
I moved beyond murmuring, madness and wanting to die and after fifteen years of affliction and just when I thought that I had hopelessly failed, there was a certain peace that came over the property and things began to quieten down and change. I began to to feel a calm surrender to my situation and the peace that Jesus had given me, when I had first returned to him, it began to walk me through the terrible trials in a more steady way, where I wasn't reduced to holding on to corners or uprights for support, while my mind floundered and my body heaved in spiritual agony, where God used the voices of Paul the Apostle. Horatius Bonar and Elizabeth Elliot to remind me to; “Do the next thing”, to keep going no matter what was happening, to trust God, to go on faith and not by sight and that there was always something, no matter how small it appeared to be, that I could do, when the animals lives were being threatened, when I was pained by illness, ageing, poverty and aloneness and when I was attacked by unsaved people, temporarily energised by spiritual powers.
God brought me out to the old ex mango farm of Eva Valley in order to heal my relationship with Him. God used The Northern Territory in order to break me down, so that He would slowly rebuild me into the Chrisitian that He wanted me to become. He placed me in a position where there was no means of escape and not a thing that I could do about it. I was told by my ministering angel, who is a holy angel of God, that I had suffered a serious transgression, that my chastisement would have been alot worse, if I had known what I was doing, that I was one of the elect, that my time at Eva Valley, would be the trial of my life and that things were going to be made so hard for me, that I would only be able write one paragraph at a time.
Thou, Oh Lord - The Brooklyn Tabernacle Choir |
