I got this from American Thinker By Monica Showalter:
"Far from content living his golden years on the $400,000 speech and lecture circuit of other former presidents, President Obama has been busy with clawing back his old power. He's actually covertly plotting to oust his democratically elected successor, President Trump, vowing to his associates to "rip him a new one" in the 2018 midterm elections. Seems he's not all that interested in watching his younger daughter grow up.
That's the word from DCWhispers, which reports that Obama's Kalorama mansion, in the heart of the capital's toniest district, is the center of significant comings and goings among the Obamatons, who, led by his consigliere, Valerie Jarrett, are busily raising funds for the project as Obama eggs them on.
'The Obama Machine has in recent months been raking in tens of millions in preparation for a significant 2018 [m]idterm war effort - primarily through an LLC called Citizen 44, run by Paulette Aniskoff, a longtime Obama staffer who answers directly to Jarrett. Citizen 44's primary purpose is to keep the 2008 and 2012 Obama campaign machine intact, continue to build up its state-by-state influence, and use it as an election entity that will rival the influence of the DNC itself. In short, any Democrat of importance who hopes to rise in rank will have to kiss the ring of Citizen 44 first.'
Want to know who the leader of the resistance is? This is the leader of the resistance.
Knowing how Obama's campaign organization was run, with its slipshod accounting of foreign cash infusions and phony claims to be running on small-dollar donations, it's probable that this operation is as shady as all the other ones. In fact, it is all the other ones. DCWhispers reports that it comprises almost entirely Obama's leftover and not dead campaign apparatus."
Remember that these are the commies who believe it is a good thing to murder for Marxism and power.
And the plot thickens.
Note that I am seeing shadows moving in the background I have been quietly watching the way the military has taught me to watch them but some of the sources are not as dependable as the ones I tend to quote but I am seeing different such things by different such sources increasingly telling me that at least some of this is true.
Remember that years ago God told me in a dream and I told you that 80% of the people in such agencies as the FBI, CIA, NSA, and military are good guys and that only 20% of them are bad guys?
It is very obvious that the 20% has managed to gain control of these organizations at the top and promoted each other up within the organizations but increasing numbers of the good guys are feeling more confident it is now worth the risk of blowing the whistle on the bad guys with Trump as president so it looks like whistles are being blown. With these whistles being blown, evidence is being made known about the criminal actions of the bad guys and it is increasingly looking like the top bad guys are increasingly close to indictments and going to jail.
There are now certain documents that have just been made known to Congress implicating the leaders in the Deep State and upper class trash that some Congressmen are demanding be made public but other members of Congress, including RINOs, are resisting making public for obvious reasons. I have seen an interview by one Congressman that said that these documents could cause Obama, Hillary, Mueller, Comey, and others to be facing serious charges for corruption.
This means that it is increasingly looking like Obama and the rest of the upper class trash MUST stage a violent coup of the US government soon or, as Hillary put it, "hang".
Keep an eye on this.
There are several things I feel a need to share with you as part of my Christian testimony. Maybe these things will encourage some of you.
First, this hacker, whoever he is, is pretty good because he beat me, he beat my Windows 10 firewall, he beat my Norton, and he beat my Malwaresbytes consistently destroying my hard drive in the same way both times, telling me that it is probably the same person.
But he didn't and can't beat the being Yahweh, we call God, because he is human and none of us humans can beat Yahweh.
Second, before I became sick from this virus, I was one of those very confident people who could do almost anything and I did some pretty incredible things, especially compared to most people. I have some really great memories to keep me company.
Before I became sick, I provided my resume to an attorney in LA who was handling a damages case for me and he called me as soon as he read the resume and said that he had no idea that I had already done so much and that most people would never do as much as I had already done by the time they were twice my age, which would have been more than 80 years of age.
Unfortunately for me, I also became arrogant and God knows how to cure arrogance. I began to believe that I didn't need God in my life because I could do great without Him largely because I was in denial about God having done those things through me so that I believed I had done them of my own. Why, I was just so wonderful. Of course, God said, "Really?" and my life has changed to where it has become blatantly obvious that it was God doing those things through me and I have become completely 100% dependent on God to do ANYTHING, even just survive.
God brought me down almost as low as He brought King Nebuchadnezzar down teaching me just how dependent I am on God for EVERYTHING. Old Nebby had been brought down to where he spent 7 years grazing in the field with the cows so that his intelligence was brought down to that of a cow but God recovered Nebby's intelligence back to normal after the 7 years and Nebby successfully returned to his thrown because God caused Daniel to take care of it in Nebby's absence.
I came pretty close to that at my worst in my illness. Just before I was diagnosed and started treatment, I got so sick that I was sleeping 16 to 20 hours a day and, except for an occasional essay and fixing one or two meals a day, all I could do was sit in my chair and stare at four walls. From my biology and the test results that followed I know that I should have died during that period of time but, as with Nebby, God took care of me and kept me alive. After I was diagnosed, the doctors all told me that I should have died AT LEAST 2 to 3 years before they diagnosed me, telling me that they had given up on me because they didn't know how to keep someone as sick as me alive.
Since then my health has improved to where I can do more but every day is a bunch of miracles for me to just be alive, much less be able to do anything. Every little thing in my life, from one morning to the next morning, is a miracle. If you want to appreciate the little things in your life, have little in your life instead of much and I guarantee you will appreciate the little things in your life. Too many people have too much and appreciate what they have too little.
Easily, more than a dozen times a day, probably dozens of times, I say a little prayer out loud thanking God for this, that, or something else because I am 100% dependent on God for every tiny thing in my life. If I say one of these little prayers out loud near others, they think I am talking to myself but I am not, I am talking to God to thank Him for something. I am praying.
For example, yesterday, I went to the store to buy food. When I left Walmart, I said a little prayer thanking God for the food, for the money to buy the food, and because He had saved me at least $50 that day, which, to me, is a very big deal because I am living on less than half of what illegal aliens automatically get because I dared to work and pay taxes before I got sick instead of being a Welfare voter slave and they have told me that.
I used to work on my own cars before I got sick or would pay someone else to do it when I was financially better off and didn't have the time. Now, I can't even do a tune up on my car or change the oil and I don't have the money to pay someone else to do it so my poor little 71 VW Bus hasn't had a tune up or oil change in more than a decade and I know the poor thing shouldn't even be running but it gets me where I need to go. By the grace of God, I pass new cars parked along side of the road because they broke down.
I can't wait to be able to pay someone else to overhaul that engine and be there with a camera when they crack that baby open to catch the look on their faces and see them wonder, "How was this thing even running?" There probably aren't any points or spark plugs left. That thing runs on God power. Every time I turn the key and that engine starts, I thank God for keeping it running.
Easily, my car, gas, electricity, plumbing, house heater, air conditioning, bank account, roof on my house, and my body should have all stopped working at least a decade ago but they still work. Many times a day, I thank God out loud for keeping every little thing in my life working because I know that there is no way that stuff should be working and it is. My life is one great big walking miracle. A number of people have caused trouble for me and God has taken care of me and them.
I have a list of almost a dozen different books I would love to write just for the fun of it but I have tried and can't even put together a synopsis or outline to begin writing them. There have been hundreds of times I just wanted to write even an article for just the fun of it but couldn't get my thoughts well enough organized to begin writing that article but, when God wants me to write an essay for this site, it just comes together so well AND when I have finished writing and posted it, I can't write again We're talking back to stupid, baby.
I have been diagnosed with SEVERE chronic fatigue syndrome, which means I am in a perpetual state of fatigue, you know, like when a marathon runner hits the wall and can barely stand, think or speak and it doesn't take much physical or mental work to fatigue me to where I can't function. I have to be very careful to pace myself to where I don't go there because I need to be able to function at least a little every day and it takes me days to recover from that level of fatigue.
Every new day in my life, every breath I take, and every beat of my heart is a miracle because science says they should have never happened. I spend much of my day saying little prayers out loud thanking God for this, that, or something else that should never have happened except by His grace. Believe me, I know God is real, He lives, He exists because He is the only reason I am still kicking and able to do anything. I appreciate all of the little things in my life because those are the only things I have.
My confidence is no longer in myself but is in God for nothing is impossible with God and, right now, everything is impossible for me. God takes care of Carl while Carl just watches. I do my best and God does the rest.
Move over Nebby, because you ain't got nuttin' on me, baby. I have been grazing in my pasture for almost two decades believing the promise that, in due time, God will heal me and turn me loose to dance with tornadoes again. Oh, how I love dancing with tornadoes; the excitement, the challenge, and the achievement are fantastic.
Like Nebby and Job, I wait on the Lord to put me back on my feet and turn me loose again and, baby, you better bet I will hit the ground running to make up for lost time and time spent sitting. We're talking light speed, baby, light speed and every day that day gets one day closer. You better bet I will continue to thank God for everything HE does through me. It is wonderful to have God do things through you, an absolute joy.
One blessing that I have been able to enjoy in writing this site is that I found out that it is being read by people from all around the world, even in oppressed nations, whom I regularly pray for. My site is reaching people in even countries like China, Iran, and other places I could never teach what I teach. Through this site, I am able to teach, encourage, and help others around the world and I thank God for that. This site is a blessing to me and others.
John 3:16 For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life.