The Anonymous Vendetta Destroying Truth & Cloaking the Hidden Respecter of Persons

Now as Jannes and Jambres withstood Moses, so do these also resist the truth: men of corrupt minds, reprobate concerning the faith. 2 Timothy 3:8

I have been pondering the documented words of Steve Quayle as evidenced by the screenshot below which is taken from John Little’s OmegaShock post dated January 12, 2017.The lady causing all the trouble which was referred to in the subject line of this email is Barbara Frieseman, who on August 24, 2015 had filed a web complaint assigned number 2015-cp08241600333 with the Michigan Attorney General’s Department of Consumer Protection.  I was rereading the file of correspondence in connection with this complaint, and one of the final comments by Barbara asked, Why does a 68-year-old disabled woman have to police abuses of interstate commerce and lies herself?  I do not have the $20,000 that I was quoted by a lawyer to even start a case.  The seller has my money and I have expensive paper weights that I would take such a loss on that it is unwise to sell at this time.

Since about March 2015, I have corresponded with Barb about many subjects and our friendship is based on an agreement to disagree with each other.  One of the things I like about her is that she is very candid and humble about her own failings in life; therefore the revilings which she has received from Steve Quayle are undeserved. Because of acts of intimidation which have been made against her from several persons, she has had to make official police reports as a means of documenting these threats.

Steve Quayle has on numerous occasions reproved those who oppose him using written words, by justifying himself that he has lead 10’s of thousands to the Lord via his radio broadcasts. Apparently he is up there among the greatest evangelists known to history. Now we know that the Bible reveals that only a very few persons in human history will be seated in heaven as elders, and we know that some Christians will have more rewards than others. But despite these special honors, James 2:1 says, “My brethren, have not the faith of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Lord of glory, with respect of persons.”

One of things which drew me to a closer examination of the Steve Quayle and Pastor David Lankford relationship in 2015 was their lofty disdain which they displayed for the ordinary Christian who cannot claim the same quantity of works which they boast of. If someone dares to address the aspect of quality, and the person speaking is a Christian who cannot boast of quantity, these two men deem the critic as beneath contempt. Now when it comes to works and the intents of the heart,  the Lord has his way of measuring the words and actions of the least of the flock to the greatest, so that there is an equal playing field.  One such “leveling” scripture is Luke 16:10, He that is faithful in that which is least is faithful also in much:  and he that is unjust in the least is unjust also in much.

Now on November 25, 2016, I was sent the message below  by someone who hid  his real identity, but he is an example of The Anonymous Vendetta Destroying Truth.  I did not approve the comment which I show below,  as well as a couple of others of his that involved sneering at one of the readers of my blog, so this matter went unpublicized until now. Look at it for just a moment and comprehend what this person was stating.

First, the comment heading claims that it was sent by Jacquelyn Weaver of trackingmeroz.com/author/starlitgardens. I did not write that comment.  It represents a falsification of my identity, and therefore is subject to criminal penalties. The comment was submitted by mossadalumiactive@gmail.com with IP address 93.115.95.207.  This commenter also falsified a couple of more comments mocking the name of one of my readers. Those were submitted under a different IP address, 204.85.191.30.  I also received an email at the same time as shown below giving another form of  IP address for mossadalumniactive@gmail.com.  The spelling of this email address is one letter different from the above screenshot which is missing the “n” in alumni.The threat that was made to me was this:  Ever heard of IP address spoofing or masking.  I can make you look like me or I can pretend to be you with your ip address and do all kinds of dirty workz.

So while Steve Quayle is threatening that he is going to reveal documented  evidence in a lawsuit aimed at any blogger or internet commenter who dares to speak a word against him, one of the devils of this world is threatening to do the dirty work of planting false documentation on the internet in the name of Jacquelyn Weaver, the author of Tracking the Leopard Meroz.  Steve Quayle’s threats of revealing evidence and involving others in a lawsuit had  better represent true and authentic documents, otherwise his legal efforts may yet backfire on him. If his own attorney cannot discern between the true and false spellings of Stephen Quayle and Douglas Hagmann on legal filings submitted by their law office, one has to wonder what else is going to be presented to the Court.

Now I may be one of the least in the kingdom of God, yet Jesus Christ has assigned works for me to do throughout my lifetime.  Even before I believed in Jesus Christ, it appears that my life was already heading in a certain direction.  I can recall being on the playground for recess in the third grade, when two boys who were having a dispute came up to me.  One of them said, “Jacquie is always fair, let’s let her decide.”  And they presented me with their arguments and I decided between them.  Now I have no idea what it was about me that made them think I was an impartial judge. I was not a Christian then, but my father had introduced me to the idea of impartiality in judgment.

Years later, when I was a front-line manager, my employees liked the fact that I was fair and played no favorites. Much of what I have done in life, such as auditing bank records,  involves weighing  factual evidence against a standard.  In 1988, the Lord set me up in a situation which required me to weigh in the balances,  the top administrator of Child Protective Services in Austin, Texas. I apologize for using an example which involves me; however, since my words are in the crosshairs of Jannes and Jambres, I would like to display their folly of dismissing the lesser servants of Jesus Christ as worthless.

I have been married for 32 years, and this story I am about to tell occurred early in our marriage.  I first met my husband at a business conference in El Paso.  He lived in Houston and I lived in  Amarillo with my 4 year old daughter.    At the conference, he asked for my phone number, and since he seemed like a nice guy,  I gave it to him with this statement:  “You can have my phone number, but here are a  dozen reasons why you should not call me-I am not a catch. I am recently divorced, I have a little 4 year old girl to care for,  I receive no child support, I just bought a little house and have lots of bills to pay. There is no furniture in my living room, other than an aluminum lawn chair and I cannot afford to buy anything more for at least a year”.

Despite that warning, he called and then flew out for a visit.  When he arrived, I tossed him the car keys and said “OK, you can take me, my daughter and my little niece to the zoo and then it is lunch at McDonalds. You’re paying”.  I was 34 at the time and Gary was 47, working for a stock brokerage firm, divorced with no children, and he was used to a country club style of living, boating, a life of leisure, without any substantial responsibilities. At the end of the day, he decided that our excursion to the zoo was one of the best days of his life, and so he kept flying back to Amarillo every weekend.  Months later we married, and later we had a daughter, making us a family of four.

When we were married about 4 years, we built a little 2 story Cape Cod house in Seguin, Texas on almost a half acre which featured a creek in the back and 100 year old Spanish Oak trees. My husband traveled 4 days a week, and I served as his secretary. His travel agent told him of a little daycare in town which took care of her young daughter, and he thought it would help me get the office work done if he signed our daughter up for a couple of 4 hour days per week at this daycare.

One day when my husband was away, I went to the daycare to get my daughter although it was nap time.  Now we had been told by the day care  that we were not to come at that hour, and I understood that they did not want sleeping children disturbed.  But also I considered I had a right to go to the daycare at any time without notice, as a safeguard of my daughter.  Now one of the traits I have from my childhood is the ability to walk through the woods, observing nature, silently.  It drives some people nuts that I have this ability, because I can glide into a room without anyone hearing me.  And so the day I walked into the daycare during nap time, no one heard me come through the front door, or walk across the wooden hallway and into the nap room.

As I entered the room, one of the daycare workers, who was not my daughter’s teacher, was on her knees over the travel agent’s daughter, screaming threats at her that she was going to duct tape her mouth if she didn’t stop crying. Then she suddenly looked up and saw me standing there as a witness.    I retrieved my daughter and said nothing.  Now I am not someone that immediately launches into a tirade the moment I see something wrong.  I decided to wait for my husband to get back from his trip so I could discuss how to handle this situation, as it involved the daughter of his friend, the travel agent.

A day or so later, my husband arrived home and it was time for dinner so while he was grilling some meat outside,  I baked the potatoes and made a salad in the kitchen. The phone rang, and I answered it. A woman on the line said she was from Child Protective Services and in a loud and demanding voice she said that we had to bring our two year old daughter to the CPS office to be videotaped at 8 pm that night.   I felt as if an arrow had been shot into my heart. In hindsight,  I do believe that I blanked out portions of what the caller said, as I fell into a state of  shock over the demands made.  I went and got my husband so he could talk with her. He told the woman that there was no way we were bringing our daughter out to some strange place at 8 pm to be videotaped by total strangers.  Then he called a local attorney to find out what our rights were.

The next morning the Child Protective Services social worker came with a car full of her children.  She told them to stay in the car, but she took out her baby to hold in her arms, while she told us of the accusation which had been filed.   Apparently someone had phoned in an anonymous complaint, saying our 2 year old daughter told them that while I was away at work, her father was raping her. Now it was my husband’s turn to fall into shock. It was an impossible situation which had been told, as I did not work an outside job where my husband would ever be alone with Sarah.  We have what some call a 1950’s  traditional marriage, and other than holding our daughter, and playing with her, my husband  never changed diapers, gave baths, or dressed her. While our 2 year old daughter had wonderful language skills for her age, she could not have articulated the imaginary tale that was told.

We refused the videotaping demand, but granted an interview between our daughter and the CPS worker in her bedroom, and with an adult witness.  What saved us in the end was the testimony of our oldest daughter, who was a very credible witness at age 9. I took our youngest daughter to the doctor to be examined to see if the daycare had abused her, and was retaliating with a false report to turn the tables. It took CPS 40 days to mark our case as unfounded, and it felt like 40 days in hell. My husband became withdrawn out of sorrow, and he was afraid to hug either of his own daughters. He is almost 13 years older than me, and is from that generation of men who never cry.  When I saw tears well up in his eyes, and he turned away, I decided to take action to defend his honor.

Mother and Daughter defenders of the truth

I went to the public library and read the Texas laws on Child Protective Services, including their detailed procedures of following up on anonymous complaints. I found out the line of authority and what the official office was over CPS.  And I found out how to make an official complaint about the Social Worker, who unprofessionally brought her children to my house during her hours of duty. I wrote a letter of complaint to the highest authority, detailing how the events had transpired, and compared it with their official procedures.  Some time later, I received a letter back advising me that they had reprimanded the Social Worker.  Other than that, the letter was a total white wash. So I called CPS and asked to speak face to face with the top personnel in charge, and they made an appointment.

On the day of the appointment, I had to drive  from Seguin to Austin which is about an hour away.  Even 29 years ago, security at the CPS building was tight, and so I waited in the lobby with the security guards while someone came downstairs to escort me to their office.  I met for 3 hours with the top Administrator, a lawyer, and another department head.  I am soft spoken and like to lay out my arguments in a reasoned, orderly fashion, and they listened patiently. I wanted them to understand the impact on my family which their behavior caused, when they decided to operate on the assumption that my husband was GUILTY as accused by an anonymous person.  Impartiality was not a virtue which CPS displayed in our case.

At one point I quietly stated that the letter I had received in answer to mine was written by a person who was not a truthful and honest person.  Now the person who had signed the letter was a man, but unbeknownst to me, the actual writer of the letter was the top Administrator, a woman, in front of me.  Her face went white, and she gasped, as she confessed that she had written the White Wash.  Apparently the Holy Spirit was using my words to convict her heart of not dealing with me in a truthful and plain manner.

Now my main points were this:  CPS has a legitimate purpose in society, as there are children who are in fact abused by those who have authority over them.  The Texas laws have prescribed sound procedures for conducting interviews, which respect the rights of those being interviewed. CPS has been given a Big Stick to enforce these laws, but it is a travesty of justice to employ this Big Stick during the first phone call. At that time at least 50% of the anonymous complaints were declared as Unfounded. In other words, no evidence whatsoever was found to substantiate the accuser’s statements. Under American law, the accused has the right to face his accuser. But because this right has been overturned by CPS laws, I told CPS that they have a legal and a moral obligation to ensure that they remain impartial while investigating anonymous complaints and it is their duty to find out what the truth is.

In our case, CPS did not follow interview procedures and treated my husband as if he was guilty from the moment they first notified us by phone. I found it interesting that in the 3 hour discussion, they only refuted me on one point, and they did that with a smirk.  I had confused some civil point with a criminal point; but since I am not an attorney, it was a rather rude display on their part.  At that time, CPS took anonymous complaints and immediately filed a report with the police, who we associate with criminal law; yet CPS’s other actions are generally in the civil area of the law.

Here was CPS’s excuse:  social workers are not highly paid, therefore you cannot expect high principles from them.  I retorted that persons with high principles will apply them regardless of how much they are paid. And I have seen this exemplified by many persons who I have met, who despite having meager resources, behave in a noble manner. Now I am the least in the kingdom, and so my sphere of influence has always been small.  However, when I managed a group of eleven persons, I was able to elevate the behavior of my employees by setting forth high standards. The key to doing this was that I showed by my own conduct what I was expecting.  I did not have a double standard.

When it comes to present day Christianity, it appears that many of the so-called anointed Watchmen leaders have a double standard.  Their attitude is Rules are for those other people. But earlier in this post, I held up just one scripture which should be pondered, despite the fact that we all fail in this as in other rules set forth from the throne of God. He that is faithful in that which is least is faithful also in much:  and he that is unjust in the least is unjust also in much. (Luke 16:10)

Every Christian has gifts, talents, and works which are ordained for him to faithfully employ in the situations of life which they find themselves in. I would like to put in a good word for Barbara Frieseman, who has attempted to do what is right. If you are one of those critical of her efforts, perhaps she would not have had to be involved in exposing the works of darkness of Jannes and Jambres and the lesser magicians, if you had stepped up and done what is right.

Yes, why indeed does a 68 year old disabled woman have to police abuses of interstate commerce and lies herself?

Think twice, Steve Quayle when you pride yourself in gathering evidence in which to bankrupt a few bloggers and internet commenters by involving them in the defamation lawsuit which involves your own words which you yourself documented on the internet, and spoke during your radio broadcasts.  Think twice, Pastor David Lankford when you look down your nose at the least in the kingdom of God as worthless. The Lord uses the least of his servants to confound the mighty.