Thanksgiving 2020 – Trump Wins, Food is Good, Weather is Beautiful And Peace Lives Here

Its Thanksgiving morning, Nov. 26, 2020. A beautiful morning and I am the only person awake in our home. Quiet time.

I have reviewed some news headlines, and the headlines generally tell the story. I’m happy. My heart is light. Good is happening in America and I love my God all the more for it. General Flynn was pardoned by President Trump for Thanksgiving. Awesome men, both. Flynn will probably serve the United States in some capacity after the inauguration of President Trump in late January.

Trumps two-year preparation for the voter fraud executed by the Democrats is paying off better than he could have possibly imagined. There are so many enemies exposed in his pre-planned sting operation that we will have to build new prisons to contain them all. I’m telling you that the corruption boggles the mind, and the fraud was connected via Internet to several nations.

Trump is President and will be declared President by the Supreme Court soon. That’s a given. What is still unknown is how fierce retribution will be against the evil people who did this to us. I don’t know what to call them. Calling them “democrats” does not seem broad enough. Calling them “globalists” is broad enough, but not really as pointed as it should be. “Satanists” is accurate but doesn’t really have the traction necessary and people read that word and most of them disregard the truth of it.

I think I will settle on calling them “Luciferians”, because at the top of their command hierarchy is Lucifer. The top tier leaders of the Globalists are satanists, worshiping Lucifer among themselves. It’s not reported in the media, obviously, because the mass media leadership worships Lucifer, too.

Case in point, and an interesting example: Anderson Cooper. The homosexual darling of CNN, Anderson Cooper was a CIA agent before he went to work for CNN. And his mother raised Anderson as a Satanist. Its an interesting aside but a clean example of how Satanism is a real factor in the worlds’ problems. Hatred for Yahuah is widespread, and it seems to be a requirement in the Globalist movement.

Today is Thanksgiving, and I am grateful for the love that beats in my heart. Today, I want to enjoy the family that Yahuah gave me. I love my wife, I love our children, I love my dog, my chicken, my deer (who apparently has turned full-fledged forest creature), my church, my dad, my sisters and brother, my nephew and my brothers and sisters that I have met through JerryWDavis.com. You guys have faith that humbles me. I respect you so much, and think of you every time I sit to write. Your comments and emails are precious to me, and I want to thank you for your love.

The mass-panic tool called “Covid-19” is as weak and meaningless as ever. Immunity from it is super strong among those who actually caught it. Very, very few people die from it, regardless of the alleged “death count”. Remember this: hospitals get paid $20,000 per Covid-19 death diagnosis. Yes, they are paid good money to declare people died from “Covid-19”. So everyone who dies, dies from Covid-19.

That mask is a lie that no follower of Yahusha should wear. That mask perpetuates the panic that is the single, solitary goal of the mass panic tool called “Covid-19”. Covid-19 is a human-designed biological tool. It is hardly dangerous, no more so than the common flu, and there is no accurate test for it. The tests that do exist are designed to declare a person infected almost by default. Even the test is manipulated by design to spread panic and cause fear. Wearing that mask makes a person part of the plan.  Wearing that mask screams “Please inject me with a vaccine“.  Wearing that mask tells the world that the mask-wearer is fully on board with the panic and the lie. That mask is the world symbol of globalism. Wear it with pride.

We moved my wife’s aunt from San Antonio to our town yesterday. She is, as she says, old. Her mind slips a gear or two fairly often, but she is a delight to be around. When I say we moved her, we actually just went to her apartment, picked up her and her dog, and brought her to her new apartment here. The movers boxed up and moved her belongings. That’s my kind of move, for sure.

So Aunt Meta is sitting on the back patio yesterday smoking a cigarette ( 🙂 ) and she lets her little dog off his leash, which is fine. Her dog runs out into the grass and enjoys being off that leash when he spies my chicken, a golden Silkie that I call “Dirty Bird”. So Max, Aunt Meta’s little terrier, spots Dirty Bird and runs over to investigate. Dirty Bird is a little nervous and darts away, which stimulates Max to no end. Max gives pursuit, and the race is on.

Max is as nimble as Dirty Bird and manages to get some tail feathers in his teeth, which freaks Aunt Meta out. She slips a few gears in her panic as she shouts for Max to release Dirty Bird, which he ignores because for the first time in his entire life, a creature is actually running from him. He is a man-dog now, a successful hunter with the tail feathers of an animal larger than him in his mouth. Its time to destroy!

I catch Max and put him back up on the patio so Meta can leash him while I erect the wire pen we have for situations like this. Meta is still carrying on and apologizing profusely for Max’s attack on Dirty Bird, which is unnecessary because Max was merely being a dog, and a terrier at that, and he didn’t do any harm.

I erect the pen and put Dirty Bird in it, and tell Meta that she can release Max again, which she does. Max immediately bolts from the patio and heads directly to the pen, where he chases the chicken round and round in circles around the pen until the chicken decides she has had enough of that and attempts to get out by sticking her head and neck through the wire bars.

That was an error in judgement.

Max, now a mighty warrior with adrenalin flowing through him in rivers of energy and aggression, instantly springs upon that exposed head and neck and immediately has Dirty Birds’ entire exposed region firmly clenched in his teeth.

Then he froze. He didn’t move, I assume because he didn’t have any idea what to do next. I jumped to him, and when I picked him up he released Ms. Bird who was completely uninjured, but educated. Meta was absolutely beside herself, flapping about on her chair almost as much as Dirty Bird did in flight from Max. Max was mentally unhinged. His jaws were clattering, his eyes locked on that chicken, trembling, making small dog noises in his throat. He was completely lost in the moment, which was awesome for him.

Yesterday was a fun day, and today Aunt Meta and Max come back for dinner. Also coming is mother-in-law, who lives in a special facility for Alzheimer’s patients. She knows my wife and I and our kids, which is good, but everything else is generally lost to her. It must be terrible to suffer from that disease. I do feel quite sorry for her.

Enjoy today. Make it the best Thanksgiving ever. Laugh, play, relax. If you drink, drink. Don’t get drunk 🙂 Eat, celebrate your fantastic relationship with Yahuah. If you are unsaved, if you do not know The Way, then simply turn to Yahuah and admit your sin. Recognize that He is God, that Yahusha died and rose from that grave conquering death and offering life to all who follow Him. If you ever want to know “what would Jesus do” read and study the first five books of the Bible very carefully. The Will of Yahuah is actually PRINTED there, and in your own native language.

Yahusha states that we must love His father with all of our hearts, mind, soul and strength, and to love our neighbors just as much as we love our self, even the bad neighbors. Do love. Love the idiots in antifa and the Marxists in BLM. Try loving Bill Gates and George Soros and all those mayors and governors who try to enslave people with the man-made mass panic tool called Covid virus. Love them, too.

Remember this also – Yahusha commanded that we arm ourselves. We are not fools. We live in a world presided over by Satan, who is in fact the god of this world. We face a difficult future with a glorious end. To the glory of Paradise, then. We shall rejoice together there, and soon. Very soon. Happy Thanksgiving, indeed.

One last thing – Attacks against JerryWDavis.com are escalating.  Very intense the last seven days, and today, wow: 4,182 brute force attacks.  I managed to block all Complex attacks.  These attacks are not a concern, actually.  Merely interesting.  Like I said, the world hates those who love Yahuah.

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