Tuesday, April 28, 2026

In Gratitude

In Gratitude

Don Bradley 4-28-26 

Peter is always Free as a Bird.

Happily, the 2k rent vig and electric bill -- always a punishment in Calif, esp the mountains -- is covered, but that's all. It's nice to breath again for another month. Meaning, I don't have to store this place (can't afford a storage), find a home for grace and tink, and go live in my truck again. Never a happy thing to have to consider, ever. But, I've been forced into that 7 times now. Seven. When you actually sit and consider the matter, it takes the wind right out of things. Sliding back into a total survival trip, hour by hour, day by day, what will the morning bring, wherever I find myself...each day. Because it changes. Once you are TI for life, they dial you in pretty fast and make even parking for an hour in a park, a very ugly affair. As I know too well. I know Dad would make use of a second hand lion somehow, someway. Can't imagine He'd let a beat up old hammer that is happy to find a nail go to waste and float around the tides and eddies of America. Certainly the dark side would be, I would think, none too happy of me sliding free as a bird among and in their world. With what Dad has given me. 

Enough of that.

So, thank you. One and all. A little or a lot, thank you. I've given up on sending direct emails. Half the emails I send are instantly returned as unsendable. Seems they don't want me talking to most of you. This has been going on for many years now. No contact allowed with most of you. So, best I can do is a message in payhell, most never get. But if you needs be speak with me on some matter that IS NOT A TRAP, make an effort, pray and find a way. And please don't be a TRAP; those always end badly for them, not me. He doesn't like that very much. I know. Traps discover His anger most harshly and I have not a thing to do with it. Just the way it is now. It's not like 20 years ago when folks could lie to me, set me up, and betray me, and be a crevice in my walk and way. He brings that kind of thing to a most serious and final ending, and then I hear about it later. Let's end this on a high note, though.

 

The sky over the river Jordan, when Yeshua was baptized. My favorite of all time. Because of what it means.

 

A dove coming out of the mouth of a Lamb, looking up to heaven. That was an amazing day, two years ago.
This is the closest the history of paintings has ever come to what John and Yesh looked like, the place was like, and all Yesh was wearing was His loin cloth. It was at Bethany, beyond the Jordan river. Same place where Eliyahu (Elijah) hung out and Joshua crossed over into the promised land. Take a guess whom that be, standing in the water.

As for how I know all of the above. I think you know by now. If you don't, pray over the matter and if your heart be true, He will reveal it to you.

This is the highest of High Notes I can give you - in Gratitude.

And Bless you, one and all. Bless you.

And thanks for being there.

Don