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MORMON QUEST FOR EMPIRE: GOD’S TAKE ON IT
AND THE 1937 “GOD, I KNOW YOU ARE IN THERE!”
EPISODE
Copyright 2011 by Douglas A. Wallace
As a child in Ogden, Utah on May 8, 1937 which also happened to be my 8th birthday, I Shouted at God while looking at the Mormon Eighth ward chapel a block east of Washington Blvd. on the corner of Seventh, “GOD, I KNOW YOU ARE IN THERE!” I will hereafter refer to that event as the, “EVENT”
The occasion for that outburst was that some of my close church/school buddies had just been kicking my butt for implicating them a couple of weeks earlier in a strawberry cup burning episode in the back yard of one of our neighbors and I was laying my hurt on God.
Shucks, it was my birthday and I had a bicycle albeit an old used adult three wheeler that my dad had dug a basement by hand to acquire. It was depression time and while he was a skilled carpenter-contractor from the old country [UK] he took whatever work he could get to feed his large Mormon family of six children. A part of his pay had been that old bicycle.
Actually in those tough times, that gift made me the only kid on the street that had “wheels” and I mistakenly thought I could plaster over the ill feelings by sharing those wheels with my buddies. What a mistake! It seemed that after the cops had visited their parents with my story about the berry cup burning affair and their denials of complicity, they had been told not to associate with me. Later of course that smoothed out.
In my memoirs, UNDER THE MORMON TREE, I explain all about that episode. I do also explain what happened immediately following that oral outburst directed to God. The event was what is often called an epiphany. That is I experienced a contact from the unseen world. You know the world that people refer to as “heaven” or the “spirit world” which they are sure exists but never see until dead…that is if they are lucky. I say lucky because experiences like that can really screw up a person’s life. I know because I have been there and witnessed that!
You see its okay if old fogies of a couple of thousand years ago had or faked similar experiences which they used to build a faith based religious system creating many world churches. But not these days for God doesn’t talk to man anymore as his word is written in the Bible! Yet we are taught to pray to God for help and we do it by the thousands and millions. I often wonder what would happen if God occasionally appeared in public and gave a response to the prayers of those millions. I guess no one would accept it unless God were illuminated with heavenly shafts of light and surrounded in the clouds with thousands of angels and seen by many people.
For the most part, people who have had such experiences are very reluctant to talk about it for fear they will be put in a locked straitjacket and trucked off to the nut farm or be avoided like the plague. So the usual practice is to keep it inside and never tell soul. And I “gotta” admit that is what I did…for many years. People who have never had an epiphany disbelieve those who have
Some hundred and eight years before my birth a young man claimed he had a vision of God and Jesus before or after having an angel lead him to gold plates buried in a small hill in New York State so that he could bring forth a new bible and a new religion known as Mormonism. That guy was known as Joseph Smith JR. The combined story is historically conflicted and is a classic, “which came first the chicken or the egg” question.
Today he has followers supposedly in the 12 or 13 millions around the globe. Indeed one of those members named Willard Mitt Romney with the support and backing of the Mormon leaders and church members is gearing up for his second attempt to be elected president of the United States. Unfortunately for me that is where the, “EVENT” comes into play.
Being born in Utah, the Mormon Bee Hive state, was not a blessing for me unless I make a confession that the experience on May 8, 1937 destined me to spend another 76 plus years expecting to do or to avoid doing a work which was entrusted to me as a result of shouting at God in the “EVENT”
Of course I didn’t really expect an answer. I had left the company of those buddies and was cycling down 7th street when I turned right at the Ogden eighth ward chapel to peddle my birthday bike around the Lincoln Elementary school yard [play ground] about three blocks north.
When I got there I had the experience of a lifetime. I found out that God doesn’t dwell in structures made by the hand of man as I had thought. Yet that knowledge and what else I experienced would escape my memory and lay in the far reaches of my consciousness for many years. But what did stay within me those many years was a belief that I had seen and communicated with Jesus and I was given a job to do but I never let on. Not to friends, not to siblings, not to parents.
Figure 1
Lincoln Elementary school and playgrounds
where the “EVENT” happened May 8, 1937
Thirty Seven years later after a lifetime of service within the Mormon Church, in late summer, 1974, I had an opportunity to spend some time alone with my dad. He and mother had converted to Mormonism before any of us siblings were born. Indeed before they met and married in England during World War I.
The present scene was waiting in a motor home in the parking lot of the Oregon Caves in southern Oregon while Mother, my wife and our kids had gone down into the dark caves. Our four month old young son was sleeping in a crib and dad was slowly dying of heart failure.
Over the years I had told my dad of certain “spiritual” events in my life but without any hint of the 8th birthday “EVENT”. “DID ALL THOSE THINGS REALLY HAPPEN TO YOU?” was his query to start off the conversation. “YES”, was my response. Looking into dad’s azure blue eyes made me truthful as nothing else could. He then said he believed me because I had never in my life lied to him. I assured him there was one time. After reviewing some experiences he expressed to me that his faith in me was such that whatever or where ever those “experiences” led me with regard to the church, I had his approval to follow them. That expression meant a lot to me.
alec wallace dressed s joseph smith jr jpg
Figure 2
Dad Wallace dressed as Joseph Smith, Jr.
In a pageant in the UK a time when he was
acquainted with Mitt Romney's
missionary Father, George.
Previous to that time I had been attempting for four years to flush out the thirty seven years old “EVENT” on the Ogden Elementary school ground. I was doing this in strict compliance with Mormon standards. As a High Priest in the North Columbia River Stake of the church, my priesthood senior was the Stake President, Wallace (Wally) Teuscher. I met with Wally several times and ultimately he gave me a letter of introduction to Spencer Kimball, president of the Council of the Twelve Apostles, in the hope of helping resolve my “dilemma” as he called it. Kimball was recuperating from open heart surgery and passed me off to another Apostle, Legrand Richards. Richards had been my employer as Presiding Bishop of the church about twenty years earlier when I had just come home from a mission to the UK. Richards also had officiated at the Salt Lake Temple wedding ceremony of me and Patricia in January of 1953 a year after the mission. So I was glad to communicate with him but above all I sought a personal one on one communication.
The exchange of correspondence [which I still have] with Richards went nowhere as the purpose of this exchange was to have a personal one on one meeting with a member of the council of the twelve whom I would expect to be able to interpret the Lincoln Elementary school experience. After all these men were/are considered to be prophets in touch with God on a daily basis. Surely there could be no shaman on earth with superior credentials! I was denied that experience. I could have done just as well or maybe even better with a Gypsy palm reader. I did however begin to consider these men to be imposters misrepresenting themselves to their followers.
Spencer Kimball, when informed of the exchange wrote me and told me that if I ever had what I a “thought was a revelation, to merely lock in my heart and never tell a soul!” he also asked me to drop him little note” and tell him I would comply which I never did. Within a few years he would become President/Prophet of the church. We did meet briefly once.
Somewhat later, February 1974, I succeeded in having a meeting with Apostle Howard Hunter in the Columbia River Stake Center. However it was not a one on one where the issues could be easily discussed. The meeting had two other lesser official church officers present with whom I did not want to discuss personal issues. However an urge came over me to ask Brother Hunter if he had ever seen the Lord? It is supposed the name”Apostle” means a personal witness for Christ. His reaction was to literally scream as he turned his head to the wall presumably in shame,” If I ever did, I would never tell a soul!” He also told me that if I persisted in doing what I was [asking questions] I would be destroyed! So much for obtaining counsel from imposters. Now since I thought that I had seen Jesus myself all those years earlier, I was maybe one up on Hunter! I later learned that was wrong but not on the communication. At that time I was seeking answers.
Still later, May. 1975 I had the opportunity to speak with the male secretary for the then church, “prophet, seer revelator/president, Spencer Kimball, a guy named D. Arthur Haycock who was the first to use the lapel pin spy technology on me. It would be used several times later.* this occurred after flying to Salt Lake City and meeting him in the outer office to Kimball. That was followed by a meeting with my old boss LeGrand Richards on an upper floor. His secretary was shaking as she directed me into his office and Richards was also shaking with old age or fear or both who asked me. “Why are you doing this? Why are you not helping build up the Kingdom?” I assured him I was not his enemy and he calmed down and we talked but to no advantage. He told me that Kimball the Prophet and seer had asked his advice about what to do with Israel?
As additional precursors, I met with W. Cleon Skousen the evening before speaking with Haycock and Richards and I later corresponded with Mitt Romney’s father, George Romney, a past friend of my father in the UK both of these men were well known Mormons and they each told me to follow my own conscience.
In all, I spent about five years of my life attempting to decipher the May, 8, 1937 EVENT with men whom if they were actually in touch with God could have helped me. It did appear as though they felt threatened thinking my quest was to replace them. Much later in August 1977 as reported in my memoirs a court case was heard in the Third Judicial District Court in Salt Lake City and I was asked a question by the church attorney, “Do you want to be president of the church” my answer was only long enough to clean up the mess it was in. He showed disgust on his face at such an answer.
However three months after my trip to Salt Lake city on August 17,1975 my dad passed away leading up to my determination to follow conscience and challenge the church leadership. That happened and I was led to take action to break the Black priesthood racism inequality nonsense which I did with an ordination of a Black man on April 2, 1976. What I did could likely have been prevented if the leadership really had the gifts and authority they espoused. But that was not in the cards despite the brainwashed beliefs of church followers.
The episode of the Lincoln Elementary experience unfolded to memory as I proceeded to follow hunches and premonitions after April 2, 1976. Doing the ordination was the key to opening the mystery of the “EVENT”. In fact it began almost immediately.
Traveling to Utah on April 5, a Monday and the day before the final session of the church annual conference, I was alerted to a déjà vu of a couple of dreams I recently had had. Beginning on page 142 of my memoirs I was opposite the site of the demolished Ogden Lincoln Elementary school where the EVENT had happened almost 39 years earlier.
[ A very light rain was settling on the van's windshield. The wipers were slowly swishing back and forth. I bowed my head to meditate. Suddenly in my mind appeared white carved buildings on a black background! "Oh my God," I exclaimed, "That is when it happened!"
On page 17 of my memoirs, I chronicled a series of events that led me to the moment I was now freeing from repression of the event that had occurred on May 8, 1937. You will recall I had sworn at the Eighth Ward church building," God, I know you are in there…How come..?" After that, I had ridden my cycle down the street and into the school grounds. Just as I got past the school building, a flash of light to my left caused me to dump the machine and my presence of mind appeared back at the volleyball net. Behind the net, I saw a small personage suspended in the air that I called out to, "Michael"! I knew him! He was my friend, my confidant. I was overjoyed! I attempted to speak to him but his finger went to his mouth. Shush, was the message, and I listened as best an 8 year old could understand.
“I heard your prayer" were words that came to me; "I am not a God of stone, steel, brick, mortar, or glass! I dwell not in structures made by the hand of man! I dwell only in the hearts of those who know and love me!"
The voice went on, "Through the centuries, men have created beautiful structures to lure the masses into a belief that I dwell in them. Because they have built these works of art, they encourage people to look to them, the builders for permission to find me in those structures, but I cannot be found therein. Those who would place themselves as special agents between my people and me deceive their followers."
"In this valley are men who have falsely set themselves up as my priesthood. They claim special favors with me and cloak themselves in the trappings of religion. In doing this, they deceive many. They build structures they call temples and encourage a belief among their followers that I dwell in them. In this way, these men obtain blind obedience of their followers. In my own time I will destroy all of these!"
The voice went on,” My people in this valley are special to me. They have beseeched their leaders for a temple to be built here. I have not allowed that. In time, as they become more worldly, their leaders will yet build such a building for them. Those leaders tell their followers that the highest leader among them is to be crowned earth king to rule the world for a thousand years for me. It is an evil I will not allow to happen.
You are among those who have been called to prevent that catastrophe upon the earth. You will not need to research this for I have called many others to that task. You will use that information to lead my people out of the bondage of these men."
"When will this happen," I asked. "You need not concern yourself for it will come about naturally as you are guided by the spirit," came a reply that added, "When the people have a temple in Ogden that will be the time when you will commence your work." My mind was alive with inquisitiveness. "But how old will I be," I asked. "You will be in your late forties," was the answer.’
This event then closed and I heard a girl calling me by name, "Doug, Doug, are you alright?" I heard her but I could not see her. She led me home by the hand as I guided my cycle along. For years, I thought this was Janine Cardingly, a girl whom I had a crush on who lived just down the street from me. Janine had been in a fire and had horrible burn scars on her back.
Years later, in fact on New Year's eve, just three months earlier before this recall, My sister Jean and I were reminiscing our childhood in Ogden when she piped up, "Hey Doug remember that time when those boys beat you up and you went down to the grade school and I found you there?
"Was that you," I had asked! It was a shock to learn after 38 years that Jean was the one who led me home because I could not see! ]
Putting it bluntly: The upshot from the May 8th 1937 epiphany which unfolded naturally after April 1976 and is found on Pages 143 and 144 of Under the Mormon Tree are as follows:
· God does not dwell in chapels, Cathedrals or Mormon Temples made by the hand of man. He only dwells in human beings that love and “know” Him.
· God expressly stated He will in time terminate the Mormon Temples and the folly that goes on within the temples, i.e. eternal marriage/sealing, endowments and salvation for the “dead”.
· God considers the plot of the Mormon Church to build up the Kingdom of God on Earth with itself as the temporal kingdom in keeping with “prophecies” of Daniel to be another folly that He will end.
Reading between the lines of what I do now know from the 8 year old child “EVENT”, coupled with years of active church membership, a second epiphany before World War II and the learning of many scholars researched over the past several years, we can further recognize God’s mind regarding the following issues. Taking this all in I find myself standing philosophically in the company of George Washington, John Adams, Benjamin Franklin, Thomas Jefferson and other founding fathers and later Abe Lincoln who considered themselves to be Deists. According to that reasoning God rarely if ever interferes with conditions on the earth.
1. There was a disregard of world religions other than the Mormon Church in the dialogue. And apparently God is not concerned about them because they are not mentioned. Why I do not know at this point. It likely could be that churches have no impact positive or negative on the afterlife apart from spiritually gaining wisdom, taming the spirit and learning unconditional love.
5. Priesthood** is a man made fabrication as God could not trust fallible mortals with authority to act in His name and further there is nothing on this earth that requires the intervention of God except, as I am informed, the existing insane Mormon plot of gaining a world empire. It is academic that no one needs priesthood to do well unto others.
6. God is not otherwise concerned with the folly of mankind for all future life continuing after mortal death is naturally pre-planned for and accommodated by him alone.
7. God is not impacted by praise or honorariums or curses or atheist denials of his existence as he is secure and above it all.
The point is that the “EVENT” episode currently applies to Mitt Romney and/or any other Mormon from this point in time on. Only by repudiating all the nonsense of Mormonism which they have espoused or partaken of in the past shall they ever be allowed to be president of the United States. It might well be that when church leaders belatedly discover God’s will in this they will back off their ego trip and dissolve the dogmas of Mormonism.
While the Constitution may prohibit a religious litmus test for candidates to public office, the fact that The Mormon Priesthood has a history of seeking an overthrow of democracy in order to implement their notion of a Kingdom of God on earth as diametrically opposed to the provisions of the Constitution is therefore political and needs to be considered by rational people.
The evil of Mormonism in this day and its conspiracy to control the world is demonstrated in the following websites: www.americans-united-against-fascist-and-theocratic-government.org
Table 1 Near facsimile of micro wave Bee spy Pin
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Figure 1 near facsimile of Golden Bee lapel pin worn by LDS Elders and some women as occasion would warrant
Pins came in three sizes
** The issue of my ordaining Larry Lester to priesthood on April 2, 1976 was really an expression of equality of the races not that of gaining priesthood rights as such for there really are none!! Man may make himself a priest but God does not recognize it.
Watch for my new book, NO MORMON FOR PRESIDENT coming soon!
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