Chapter 17 Written / Published 17.8/22.8.18 (Pics by author, unless indicated)
We shall take a short get-away to a coastal town on the Eyre Peninsula and through the mid north of our state.
Later in this chapter things get a little more serious. Australia is in he grip of a severe drought. Is there a solution, besides rain?
During this chapter we experienced another first - a person from Australia had to flee the country to find refuge elsewhere; the first refugee FROM Australia.
17. Go - Face Jace
To celebrate the occasion of our 47th wedding anniversary my wife and I took a short get-away. It was her choice to visit the pretty South Australian coastal town of Port Lincoln. Some years earlier I had visited there with a friend. (The amazing story is at the end of Book 10, Chapter 10). At the time the accommodation was at Bay 10 Apartments. This time my wife and I stayed just down the road from there, in a comfortable motel room, looking over the bay out to the ocean.
And it continued. On the first morning I took an early morning ride on my Scott road bike. Within a couple of minutes I turned into the Esplanade and admired the beautiful waters of Boston Bay. A parked vehicle drew my attention for two reasons:
In the afternoon, on the recommendation of our host, Rose, we visited the Koppio Museum, about 1/2 hour drive away in a hamlet on the Tod River. An early settler family named Jericho, of German origin, initiated the museum. The unique collection of family history includes artifacts and relics from the early days of the district. The family must have been very religious. I was blessed reading the many bible verses, written in German and displayed on pictures and cards etc. (How times have changed! Concerning religion, those were the good old days!)
After one hundred minutes, as in many museums, the mind starts suffering from information overload. A separate building, opposite the farm machinery and stationary engines, houses a display of relics, pictures and news reports of the devastating 2005 bushfire. We sat and watched a short video of the tragedy, which cost nine people's lives. (At the time I wrote about this in my autobio. Number 1115 emerged as a result).
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According to Wikipedia Port Lincoln's economy is based on the huge grain-handling facilities (with a total capacity of over 337,500 tonnes), the canning and fish processing works, lambs, wool and beef, and tuna farming for the Japanese market. The town boasts the most millionaires per capita in Australia. It has the largest commercial fishing fleet and claims to be the seafood capital of Australia.
Wealth on display at the Port Lincoln Marina
One afternoon I was riding from the nearby National Park back to our motel. Passing a school oval I suddenly recognized the gate and the writing above it. During the previous trip in late 2011 I had taken a photo. (It's shown right at the end of Bk.10.Ch.10). I dismounted my bike, took out my camera and again took a photo. Within second two vehicles passed by. Why I looked at their registration numbers, I do not know.
The first one was ...109, the same number as that of our i30 Hyundai. Following this vehicle was another, carrying registration number ...228, the same as our other vehicle, the 'green machine' (Suzuki Wagon R+). As I am writing, the date happens to be the 22nd of August. My mind must be wired to picking up a detail and then find a place to put it, like a piece in a jigsaw puzzle.
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Near Burra in South Australia's mid north.
On the return drive, instead of heading home directly, we decided to spend another night en route in South Australia's mid north. The route went north east, along the coast, where we stopped for morning tea at Tumby Bay. In the back of my mind this pretty holiday village is a must for another short escape in the future. After Whyalla and Port Augusta we turned off the Princess Highway, the A1, and continued to the Southern Flinders Ranges. Our destination was Peterborough.
Historic railway Town Peterborough
During an early morning walk I passed an imposing structure, St. Cecilia, the former resident of the local Bishop. Next to it, the huge cathedral could be that of a major church in a capital city. The size of these buildings indicated that this small place, which now has 1400 citizens, once had a far greater population.
Outside a small cottage, under her verandah, a lady greeted me and we exchanged a few words. She had lived there for 12 years and loved it. She explained: "Today there are only 2000 people living here. It used to be 7000".
My brain heard number 2 and 7. Was this lady quoting numbers to me?
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Safely back home the above numbers (2000 / 7000) were long behind me when a couple of weeks later NOS. 2 and 7 once again crossed my path. They came to me the day after my wife and I were at a dinner, which was followed by a guest speaker. The gentleman, Nick H. had won the CALEB award for faith-inspired writing. The scientist / theologian was very entertaining, a saint no doubt. (Yes, academics can be saints, but they are an endangered species).
The theme that evening was the question: "Are the gospels historically credible?" Dr. Nick H. presented various images of archeological finds and explained their significance.
One piece of evidence that had been found and studied by archeologists was a burial container. It is believed to be that of Simon of Cyrene, the man who carried Jesus' cross to his crucifixion. His name is recorded in three gospels, Matthew, Mark and Luke - Wow!
At the beginning of my journey into codes, when I saw data and connected it like this, I did not know how to handle it. To dismiss all as coincident was not my style. It still is not. Writing a diary every day helps to clear my mind. If I were to mention every link I see here, readers would suffer from information overload.
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"On July 23, 2018, the day I published the previous chapter, in my diary I asked myself: "Am I stupid?" My faith in God and all that HIS mighty power has done and is doing through me, is one thing. Believing in myself and making sense of the wacky things floating through my imaginative brain is another. It wasn't the word foolish, part of the title, which had triggered this questioning my sanity. It was the name of a boat on TV.
Within the hour of making the URL of Chapter 16 public, I had sat down to eat lunch in the TV room. My wife was watching the news channel. On the screen I spotted a vessel. In large letters I read the name CURLEW.
The numbers 7 and 15 in above image (far right) take us back to my diary. The digits are written straight after the word Curlew, still on the same page July 23. That evening I had received a text message, the shortest one ever. It came from a person my wife and I knew very well. The SMS actually did not contain any words, only an emoji:
The following morning I woke real early. It may have been around 3.16 AM. Unable to go back to sleep I tuned into Radio 5AA. At that hour the presenter interacts with the audience by asking listeners to think of song titles that include a certain word. That night the special word was GO.
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At the end of the previous chapter, which included many references to the 2018 Football World Cup, I pointed to the fact that players are watched very carefully, every move they make. Any questionable foul or handball in the penalty box may result in a video replay. A video camera in slow motion sees everything. Next in this chapter I drew a parallel to Almighty God, who sees everything we do.
What amazing timing! On the evening after publishing this writing, totally unplanned, I happened to read that day's thought in Our Daily Bread Bible reading. Here is an excerpt:
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God observes all that mankind does, the bad and the good. Both kinds of deeds, both lifestyles have natural consequences. The bible speaks clearly about this ancient principle:
The word man in this verse refers to both, individuals and to mankind, society in general. Today's modern, western society, is deceiving itself. God is not revered. He is ignored, or worse, disrespectfully mocked. Our country Australia is not the only society, which gradually is turning its back on God. Church attendance is at an all time low. People do their own thing. A slogan from the pit of hell - if it feels good, do it.
Must I go on? Here are two statements from the Australian Prayer Network Newsletter, August 13, 2018:
Can you believe it? Movies that have been banned previously for their sexual content are being suggested as learning tools for New South Wales school children?!
Did I read correctly? What kind of experiences are our normal, innocent children to learn? Everybody agrees we should all have empathy and understanding. But does it have to include sitting watching M-rated movies, which even adults should stay clear from, let alone children and teenagers?
This above mentioned plebiscite asked the Australian people, if the law should be changed to allow people of the same sex to marry. It cost 120 Million Dollars. Looking back is was clear that the yes case would win. Not only was our Prime Minister in favour, the Labor Opposition had years ago wanted to go down that path. Had the November 2017 vote been compulsory, like all federal and state elections, I wonder, what would the outcome have been?
To pass laws that go totally contrary to all moral, cultural and religious principles is a slap in the face of Almighty God. Do those who dream up these evil ideas think God can be mocked without consequences?
How tragic to think our children should rather learn about adult sexual variations, but leaving the teachings of Jesus - love your neighbour, do good, even to your enemies etc. off the curriculum!
Friends, God is not mocked! God sees it all.
God sees the social injustice in the world. Selfish people filled with greed exploiting the poor, the vulnerable. Ask a Salvation Army Officer anywhere in the world, in poor nations and in the rich. They are on the coalface of the downtrodden!
God sees the injustice of the criminal and legal system, which stinks to high heaven. We don't have to go overseas or point the finger at the Mafia. In Australia, where one politician told me once that we have the best legal system in the world, the big C is rampant!
Less than 24 hours before this writing, our ABC News reported an 'Australian first'. For the first time a person from Australia, a country that is harboring refugees from all over, had to flee overseas to Canada, because his life was in danger here:
Mr. Utah had raised concerns about his safety with the Australian Crime Commission, who he was working for. The ABC report continues:
Typical Aussie lay-back attitude: "Relax, she'll be all right mate!" The fact that one of their employees, who they should have protected, is about to be murdered by organized crime is not important; just relax!.
I have witnessed the same ineptitude and corruption firsthand. You only have to read some of my earlier books, where my sensitive spirit showed me things I had never dreamed of are happening in our civilized country, right here in Adelaide.
How appalling that Australian crime fighting authorities were shamed globally. Who would have thought that somebody would have to flee for their life and become a 'refugee from Australia'.
If only our ABC fifteen years ago were as keen in making public incidences of corruption in Adelaide! My doubts about magistrate Peter Liddy, which I first raised in a written statement in 2003, fell on deaf ears. For the entire decade and a half, neither the ABC nor any other authority I alerted has lifted a finger to at least review the case. The senior magistrate had put many drug dealers, perhaps even corrupt police, behind bars.
Maybe the magistrate fears he has a contract on his life and feels safer inside jail than out? This could explain his unwillingness to fight for his freedom. In one year's time he could apply for parole. Will he do so? If granted, what willl happen then?
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ABC TV Channel 20 - 20.8.18
The other news is the severe drought Australia's largest state in population, New South Wales, is experiencing. The conditions have been described as the worst in a century. Farmers are struggling to keep livestock alive. Huge efforts are underway to ease the suffering. Fodder has been trucked from as far away as Western Australia, 3000 kilometers away.
The very minute I am typing this paragraph a television station is commencing their daily program. Today they commence a telethon appeal, aiming to raise millions of Dollars to help our farmers.
Early on the Sunday morning of writing (19/8/18) one well known bible verse was on my mind. God spoke to King Solomon in 2. Chronicles Chapter 7. God told him that HE had heard his prayer. God assured HIS people that if HE was to shut up the heavens so that there is no rain ... HE has a solution (Verse 13).
The next verse is the one that occupied my mind. I looked up the passage in various translations, including my easy-to-read German Bible. I meditated on it for quite some time:
I had already pasted above drought picture and this verse onto this page the day before. What came next astounded me. Hours later in church (still on Sunday 19.8.18) I noticed that the theme was PRAYER. The children's story was a simple visual illustration of the Lord's Prayer. (The prayer the Green Party wants abolished in Parliament.)
But it got better. The lyrics of a hymn on the church screen at the front were based on exactly the above verse from 2. Chron.7. We had never sung it before. I had never heard it. Despite mother-in-law beside me, I had to capture it on the church screen:
Thank God for Wikipedia and the Salvation Army!
At our Salvation Army Corps (church) library I borrowed a book to read. It's about a young adventurous, very naive English girl. Her adventurous spirit made her leave her family and travel the world. She was looking for all that life has to offer. What she found was a stinking prison cell in a Thailand jail. Her gripping story may answer the often asked question:
Rita who was facing a 20 year jail term was totally innocent. Her good looking, rich charmer in Hong Kong was a drug lord and had set her up as a drug mule. Being in prison must be dreadful. To be locked up innocently, in a crowded cell with a dozen real criminals whose language she didn't speak, must have been a horrendous nightmare for the girl in her early twenties.
But God saw her. In the middle of her despair Rita had been given a simple gospel tract. She came to realize how in God's eyes she had lived in wicked ways. She repented and surrendered her life and future to God. She learned to forgive those who should be in jail, but were let go.
Rita finally experienced what she really had been looking for, the most meaningful relationship anyone can live - life with Jesus. Rita changed from a bitter, resentful woman to become a radiant, happy young lady, even in prison. Thousands of Christians from around the world prayed for her. After three years in jail she received an amnesty from the King of Thailand.
To anyone suffering trauma, physical hardship, battles with sickness, broken relationships I say, turn to God. Trust HIM to the end. HE may be preparing you for great things ahead.