As a young psychic boy, I would get into my bed each night and cry out to Jesus for help. I needed his mercy and understanding. I would write in my journal using automatic hand writing. It was a gift that God gave me to express my feelings. I basically blanked out my mind and let the Holy Spirit write through me as I'm writing now. Jesus knew how to touch the readers that he wanted to reach. I knew that deep down inside the Lord was about to take me somewhere new that I never seen before. I didn't know where I was going, but I knew that Jesus would lead the way.
As I stated previously, Robinson and I met back in 1991 at a church that I grew to love and call home. This church was large, almost 5,000 in attendance. Robinson and I had one thing in common and it was that our destiny was to be prophets for God. We were both prophetic ministers and accepted that this was God's calling on our lives. Robinson never told me that he was a homosexual. I didn't learn of that until I was 28 years old. Robinson lied to me for nine years out of our ten year friendship. We didn't end our spiritual psychic friendship because he was a homosexual. He pretended to be celibate with other men when really he was giving himself sexually too many men on a daily basis. I thought that Robinson was wholesome and pure and an honest friend. I disliked Robinson after I found out the truth because he pretended to be something that he wasn't. He was a liar and an unholy man. He was also committing adultery behind his wife's back and that deeply disappointed me.
I met Robinson at a time in my life when I really needed love from a friend. I was sexually frustrated and I needed a spiritual best friend that I could share my feelings with. Robinson knew all along that I would fall into many sins and he wanted me to always be honest with him, but he was never honest with me. This got me very angry. I was convinced that Robinson loved me as a best friend and that he wanted to share his life in conversation with me. After all, I was sharing with him every detailed part of my life.
I thought highly of Robinson and didn't want to disappoint him. I often kept my sinful side away from him because I was embarrassed that I could not be as holy as he was. Robinson gave me lots of psychic talks and he was always there to talk to me. He was a psychic also and disguised himself as a heterosexual man. He claimed to know the truth about Jesus when really he was feeding me lies. I wanted someone whom I could trust and Robinson hurt me in ways that meant a great deal to me and that was truth, honesty and integrity.
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Psychic