God called me in the early 70's and really shook up my life.
I grew up in the Evangelical Methodist Church.
I was really moving up the ladder when I had a visitation.
I was preaching on the radio against the Holiness movement with everything I have because of the way I was taught. God came to me and informed me in a dream that I was preaching against something that I need. The Lord said he gave me a present and I have only half opened it.

Lord, They Won't Believe Me
By Jerry W Hulse
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Rated "G" by the Author.



PREFACE

         God called me in the early 70's and really shook up my life. I grew up in the Evangelical Methodist Church. I was really moving up the ladder when I had a visitation from the Living God. I was preaching on the radio against the Holiness movement with everything I had because of the way I was taught. The Living God came to me and informed me in a dream that I was preaching against something that I need. The Lord informed me that He gave me a present and I have only half opened it. I told Him if it was real, I wanted everything with it and I got it. I went back to the same radio station and started preaching for what I had been so set against but that is the way I am. I am and have always been teachable. Later, He called me to the prophetic realm and I was not aware that when I approached the church elders with the question of what prophecy was, that it was the beginning of my being excommunicated from this large organization. God took me aside for 3 years and taught me his word and the gifts of the spirit and how they operate in the body and informed me that I would be a leader in the end time revival which back then nobody believed me. I remember preaching on the radio stations that there would be an end time move of God where we would actually witness notable miracles of limbs growing back and the sick would be instantly healed. I was unaware that this had already happened in 1906 Azusza Street Los Angeles Revival with a young black preacher named Brother Seymore.
         The Lord was preparing me for an end time move that is going to shake the gates of hell and change the lives of many. I would actually hear his voice instructing me and even now, it gives me chills to reflect on this precious time I had with God. It was like a honeymoon with Jesus for I had no one spiritual enough to teach me back then. I noticed later on that the gifts worked the most in my ministry when I would do revivals in the truck stops but they still operated in church revivals but not as much. I tell people that God called me to prophesy when it was illegal and now everybody wants to do it. We better get back to 2Chronicles 7:14 before we attempt to do anything, then we will have what we need.

Chapter (2)
Searching for The Truth

         As I begin this chapter, there is a deep impression embe dded in my mind of a young man in his early thirties who is suffering from a nervous depression. Seven years have expired since he entered into this night mare and all hope of an escape from its dark clutches is no where in sight. This young man is frantically fighting to keep his sanity and not lose his mind. Almost seven years earlier in his life, he had everything going for him. But now he finds himself trapped in an unforgiving world where he does not trust even his own loved ones. He could not believe the doctor had convinced his mom and dad to sign the papers to have him put away to receive treatment for his nervous disorder. This young man was pushed to the limit and he can still remember the feeling which took place inside his brain when everything went wrong. There was a sensation which resembled a wire being shorted out. He had actually experienced this sensation taking place which would change his whole life. Before his parents could sign the necessary paper work to have him put away, he took off driving a truck across country. He was often gone six to eight months at a time. To this young man, he was fearful of losing his rights as a human being. He really made it hard on his parents as the mood changes would cause him to do things that he normally would not do usually causing him to hurt the very ones he loved. It was as if all hell had erupted inside and was pulling him deeper and deeper in to its abyss. This young man was desperately searching for a way or formula to have an encounter with the God of the bible.
         I envision watching him as he would look for books that would reveal the technique for experiencing the Living God on a one on one basis. I watch this young man in my vision as he is almost tempted to turn to psychics and learn how they are able to tell people things that no one else knows. He is fascinated with having a revelation of the unknown. This young man is in a desperate fight to keep and maintain his sanity. It has been almost seven long years since he entered into this nightmare and it seems as though there is no end in sight. This young man had forgotten about his child hood experiences with this Living God which would defy even the imaginations of some people. I relate to you the reader that I am this young man and all of this actually happened to me. I still to this day do not understand what took place but I do know that it has been a viable tool in equipping me to better understand and minister to people that I normally would not have been able ministered to. The one thing that bothers me is that after all the experiences with God that I had as a young child, Why was I searching for books to find a way to reach him? I had already been in the ministry for three years and had my own radio ministry when all of this transpired in my life. Even now, I sit here in bewilderment while writing to you of this incident and still not able to answer this question. To me it was like it happened to another person and I am trying to write about him and the nervous condition which led to the breakdown, but why did he not remember the closeness and wonderful friend who entered his life at a young age.