Month: April 2021

It is Friday night and I am going down to do the undercover police Bible study. After the study, I was asked to join the meeting with the captains of the undercover police. They shared with me that there is going to be a meeting held tonight by 13 notorious pimps. The captain’ felt that they were trying to arrange things to make things more profitable with their girls. I then received a message from my King to go attend their meeting. I said, “Let me know where they are meet. My King wants me to talk with them.” They replied, “They are going to meet at 11 p.m. tonight on east Colfax in Denver.

They were there when I arrived. I could tell they recognize my truck the way they all looked in my direction and followed it until I parked. I then walked towards them. One pimp started pointing at me. As I got closer, four pimps pulled their pistols on me. One pimp, who appeared to be the leader of all of them, spoke up and said, “We do not want you here. Everytime you speak to our girls, they quit. They accept Jesus Christ and they always go home. We have lost 98 girls because of you. You better leave now or we’re going to shoot you.”

I replied, “I have nothing to do with your girls going home. The Holy Spirit entered their hearts and transformed them. He wanted them to go home and start their life serving Jesus Christ.” I then asked, “Two of you once served Jesus Christ! What happened to you?” No one would respond to my question. One pimp changed the subject then asked, “Do you run the Latinos?” Two of the pimps came back against gang leader Lorenzo’s command. It was a big mistake for those two pimps to come back here because Lorenzo is going to finish them off. They are still angry at Lorenzo because they lost two expensive vans to him and all the girls they contained.

I said, “No man will control Lorenzo. He does what he wants and protects me.” The pimp replied, “What would you do if I shoot you in the head right now?”

I said, “My King asked me to deliver this message of Jesus Christ’s love for you. My King never fails a mission. If you blew my brains out, every piece of my brain would tell you that Jesus Christ loves you. You still will get the message.” This always make people feel uncomfortable. The Holy Spirit puts a vision into their head about all these pieces telling them that Jesus loves him. I am sure that the Holy Spirit is convicting his heart now. I said, “Before you shoot me, let me pray for you.” When I mentioned prayer, they left for their cars and immediately left the scene.

I spent over an hour talking with the pimps about Jesus Christ. It is now 1 a.m. and I am beginning to get tired. I was beginning to head home to sleep. My King said, “No Sonny; I want you to pull into this Walmart parking lot and rest here.” I did as he instructed and I drove into the almost empty parking lot. I could count the cars I saw. He asked me to park in a specific spot and rest. I kind of watched around me but soon my eyes started closing and I fell asleep. I’m sure I was asleep at least 40 minutes when a van pulled up and parked next to me. I was still asleep but when they opened the doors and slammed them, the noise woke me up. My King said to follow them into the store. I got out of my vehicle and followed at a distance behind them as they walked to the store. I was wondering what they might be thinking having a stranger who was sitting in the parking lot and all of a sudden was following them into the store. They did hustle into the store and were feeling more secure as they were inside the building. I approached the husband and asked, “Are you here to buy groceries?” He said, “Yes we are.”

I then said, “Is it kind of late to be grocery shopping?” The husband replied, “You are asking too many questions.” My King had already shared things about them but I was testing him.

I said, “You came here at this time because you feel embarrassed to shop around other people. You cannot afford to buy what they do.” The husband began to open up and replied, “We are here to buy bread, cheese, bologna and mayonnaise and that’s all we can afford.” It is now time for me to do what our King loves.

I asked, “What would you say if somebody went shopping with you to help you buy groceries? Would you let him?” He said, “Yes Man; that would be an answer to prayer. We moved here from Kansas but it will take two weeks before we get paid. It took all the funds we had to pay for rent, utilities and all the necessities needed in a move.”

I said, “Let me help buy groceries.” I followed them through Walmart as they were picking up food. I watched as they only picked up the things they needed. After they finished, we went to the checkout line and the bill came out to $98.72. What’s so unusual about this is that Blue Mustang at our last Saturday breakfast meeting gave me $100 to bless someone. Isn’t it cool how are God works. There was enough to supply their needs. I then said, “Let me tell you who Blue Mustang is.” He repeated, “Blue Mustang!” I continued, “He is a man who gives me $100 every week to bless people like you who are hungry and need things.” The husband replied, “I want to pray for Blue Mustang because this really blessed me.” He began praying over Blue Mustang. The manager was nearby taking care of other people but he was listening to what was going on. After checking out the other couple, the manager selected a 300 dollar gift card for them. He came up to our checkout line and said, “This is for you. That food that you bought will not last you two weeks. You have two kids and I want to bless you even more.” The gift of one man was blessed 3 times more then what was actually given. It goes to show you even small amounts of money given to needy individuals can lead into a financial surplus. Let us never count our God out.

Their little girl, who is seven years old asked, “Can you walk with me to my car?” I said, “That would be fun.” She reached out and grabbed my hand. I walked her out to the van. As we were walking, she looked at me and said, “You are amazing.” I said, “No, my King is amazing.” She then said, “Thank you. I was craving cereal real bad.” I begin to cry as that tiny little voice shown so much appreciation. Remember that Jesus came to this earth to serve and not to be served. We need to be Christ-like and show everyone how to be humble and serve. Everything is about Jesus. Let us stay focused on him; not the world.

I sure wish I could be there. They are serious about changing America to a Godly nation. We too are for the complete destruction of the child trafficking and abortion and those who support it. We are anxious to seek the fake administration get there just reward for cheating. Let his Glory begin.

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Thursday night my King had me meet a group of three drug cartels. This was very interesting how he set this up. The undercover police told me that they were having a meeting at this Italian restaurant in Denver. I went into the restaurant as my King instructed. A waitress sat me down at a table almost next to the table where they were conducting a meeting. The waitress asked me what I wanted to eat. I said, “The lasagna looks really good on the menu. I will take one of those.” As I was waiting for my food to come, I was listening in on their conversations. They were talking about business and what they were planning to do. My food finally came and as I was eating my lasagna, I could hear them talking about this guy who has been interfering with the drug business. I begin to realize that it was me because they brought up my name. They said, “There is this guy named Sonny who always comes around and talks about Jesus Christ. Whenever he does that, he seems to always destroy whatever drug cartel that listens to him. If he ever talks about Jesus Christ around you, shoot him right away.” Finally the Holy Spirit prompted me to get up and walk over to their table. Joe asked, “Who are you and what do you want?” He was smug in how he asked the question.

I said, “What does is it say on my sweatshirt? It says Isaiah 41:10 – to have no fear. You can check it out on Google.” He noticed that I had my Bible and said, ” I would rather have you read it.” I opened up my Bible and read the verse to them. After I finished, I said, “My name is Sonny. I am the guy that you are talking about tonight.” I handed them Ministry cards. They asked, “Are you looking to get shot by revealing yourself. We could shoot you right now. What are you going to do about that?”

I said, “I do what my boss tells me to do. He had me come here tonight to meet you.” They asked, “Who is your boss?”

I said, “My boss is Jesus Christ. You can look him up on Google. It will tell you all about him.” They rolled their eyes because they were expecting some major
earthly person. I then said, “God sets the time of my death. Be careful what you do because if he has more work for me to do you may see lightning from heaven stopping you.” This really shook them up. They then asked me to leave the restaurant. I replied, “Are you guys good swimmers?” With a puzzled look, they asked, “What does swimming have to do with anything?”

I said, “Because you rejected Jesus Christ after I told you about him, your blood is not in my hands. Jesus Christ will remind you about me before you are sentenced to the Lake of Fire. Do not assume you will ask him later. We are never promised tomorrow.” I turned around and left.

On Friday night my King had me go back out on the street to talk about Jesus Christ to the prostitutes. I was heading towards a group of five girls to talk to them. All of a sudden, four black Cadillacs surrounded me. The drivers were all black pimps. They jumped out of their cars with guns pointing towards me. They angrily said, “How much are you going to pay? We want you to leave right now if you don’t. Everytime you talk about Jesus Christ to our girls, they end up going home. We will shoot you if you don’t leave now.” Before I could say anything, a whole bunch of Mustangs pulled up and surrounded them. These cars belong to the Latinos that I have talked about in previous stories. They go to California for the winter. Now that its spring, they are back. I found out they just arrived in Denver last night. All the passengers in their cars already had their guns pointing outside the windows as they surrounded the Black Cadillacs. They park their cars in a way so they won’t shoot themselves from cross gunfire. Lorenzo, the leader, got out of his car and was furious. He looked at the pimps and said, “You’re messing with the wrong guy. If I ever see any of you near Sonny again, I am going to shoot all of you.” Two more vans with more of their girls just showed up. The pimps really started feeling uneasy about the situation they were in but remained silent. Lorenzo then said, “How does it feel Essay to be surrounded?” Now all of his men had their pistols drawn pointing towards the pimps. There was a total of 54 pistols pointed at them. Lorenzo looked at me and said, “Sonny, I want you to get behind me.” Lorenzo then asked me if I was okay. He then looked to his boys and told them to go to the cooler and get me a Coca-Cola. The pimps finally spoke, “We get it and we will go.” But Lorenzo was having too much fun. He said, “I did not give you permission to leave. You stay put. Just remember that I own you.” The pimps became silent again. It was interesting that three different police cars drove by us while all the pistols were drawn. I recognized the first officer that drove by.

This officer was being attacked by a gang from Mexico. Lorenzo saw what was going on. He cannot stand anyone attacking an officer like that. He and his boys snuck up on them and start using their hand to hand training to take out the whole gang. There was a dumpster nearby where they temporarily put the bodies. His men covered them with their pistols just in case they came to. Lorenzo checked on the officer as more police officers began to show up. These officers started pointing their pistols at the Latinos. The officer said, “No! No! They saved my life! Put your weapons down.” The officers all lowered their pistols. One of the officers looked over at the passed out bodies all over the place and said, “Someone here needs to help me fill out a statement.” Lorenzo immediately said, “I do not do statements.” He proceeded to leave. The officer who was attacked said, “Lorenzo, do not worry about it. I will get it done.” So now you know the story. When he saw me and Lorenzo, he figured we had it covered. Things would probably have gotten messy if he interfered. I am not sure what the other officers might have been thinking as they drove by but I would not be surprised if some radio chit chat was going on. They were making sure nothing continued to escalate as they checked on the situation.

The girls were also watching what Lorenzo was doing to their pimps. This embolded them to asked me to take them home. I did not have enough room to take every one home. Lorenzo pointed his pistols at the pimps and looked intently into their eyes and said, “I heard that the pimps wanted to give us these two vans to take them home. I will have couple of my men drive them.” A couple of his men immediately kicked the drivers out of the vans. Lorenzo took charge of taking care of the girls. He arranged to get pizza to feed them. He only bought the best that Pizza Hut offered. Lorenzo was thoroughly enjoying himself. After talking care of the women, he looked again at all the pimps and said, “You know I have decided that I really don’t like you. I am going to run you out of my town. I am taking pictures of your license plates. If I find them in this town I will shoot you. Those Cadillacs will bring good money in Mexico.” When Lorenzo gave the signal to move, they were gone. Some of Lorenzo’s men followed them to make sure they got packed and left the city.

I then had Lorenzo drop the girls off at a safe place to talk to the girls. I began to ask the girls if they wanted to give their hearts to Jesus Christ. I said, “Today is the day of Salvation. Even I am not promised tomorrow.” They realized this and gave their hearts to Jesus. I then told them to call their parents to make arrangements to come home. We were all going to meet at a home in Parker Colorado. Lorenzo said, “It is not good that we show ourselves to the families. We do not take our guns off.” Two of the girls stepped up and said, “We both have experience driving these vans.” Lorenzo and I both agreed that this is a good option. I then followed the girls to the home. This home was a huge mansion. It could easily handle the 24 girls that were about to go home. I was surprised on how many families knew each other. 80% of the parents were Christians. I prayed over those who were not that they would come to Jesus. They too gave their hearts to Jesus Christ. They even wanted to begin a Bible study to honor Jesus for what he did for their daughters.

There still was a lot of communication between the girls and the pimps as they were leaving town. I finally had to take the chips out of their cell phones and destroy them so pimps would leave them alone. The Latinos came and picked up the vans to sell them. I am going to see Lorenzo after I am done here. Sometimes I think that I have seen everything that my King can possibly do. He continues to amaze me how he reaches people. My King gets the Glory and the Victory. I can only guess what technique he may use next time to reach the lost.