holy testimony

God today sent me an email and I feel that he sent it to me and then his spirit told me to give you my holy testimony. I moved to your state about thirty years ago. I was a military brat so I saw a lot of the world Christian and Muslim alike. In my early and mid twenties I was a disc jockey and was sponsored on military bases mostly in Kansas but I was doing that one last bash on Shaw AFB in Sumter, South Carolina. My father had retired there a few years earlier and he had talked me into moving to Sumter to start a business with him.

He hadn’t quite gotten the financing together so I was in limbo for about a year. I set up party with the recreation department on base and it was on. I usually brought in about ten thousand dollars at a party such as I was going to throw. Flyers blanketed Sumter and the date was set. The day of the party I was in a rush so I left my equipment at the site of the recreation center on Shaw AFB. My father had given me a motor cycle so I decided to ride it over and pick up a friend to help me set up. The base supplied most of the other help; troops and security.

On the way from picking up my friend, while ridding the motorcycle a woman putting on her makeup came into my lane sending the motorcycle flying and my friend and I breaking down all the brush in the woods with our bodies. An ambulance carried us to the emergency room at Toumey hospital where we were both diagnosed with bruised ribs and gracefully just lots of scratches. All the X-rays, time in the bushes, and the ambulance ride really ate up my time and the party was just three hours away. Maybe I ought to have cancelled but God had different plans for me. I was finding it hard to breath with the rib thing but my father picked me up at the hospital and took my friend and I to the base. It was getting down to the wire; the equipment had already been placed on the stage by some of the troops. It consisted of flash pots, fog machines, hundreds of spot lights, infinity lights, mirror balls and a twenty thousand dollar sound system and a music selection valued at over twenty thousand dollars at that time. People were already congregating around the floor area and the tables. Time was bearing down on me and I still could hardly breathe. With just thirty minutes before Showtime a couple of hundred people had already arrived and they were very excited and moving about anxiously.

Normally I would supervise every part of the set up and tear down of my equipment but I let others do everything for me that fateful night. There was one last minute item that still needed to be done and I was the only person qualified to load the flash pots. I had a quart size bottle in my left hand and I began to put a tablespoon full of flash powder in each pot. There were sixteen of then as I loaded one of the last ones a troop that was hanging around and had been helping set up started flipping switches to see what controlled what.

Before I could even get to my feet to stop him he flipped the switches controlling the flash pots; all of them right there under my feet; along with the rest of the quart I had in my left hand exploded. The blast sent me flying backwards off the stage and onto the floor over thirty feet away on my back. I was fully engulfed in the flames which had caught onto my clothes and hat.
I was holding enough flash powder to ignite a hundred flash pots. Before the blast cast me from the stage over sixty percent of my body had first second and third degree burns on it. the intense white fireball burned the retinas in both my eyes. My hair was completely burned away it melted onto my scalp. The worst burns were on my arms, hands and face.

I really thought I was in hell it hurt so badly. My teeth are still loose today I gnashed them so tightly. Troops and their dates ran over to me with anything they could grab like table cloths and water in pitchers that had been placed on the tables previously. My skin was gone so I didn’t want anyone touching me. I was on my back praying to God like I had never prayed before. Many of the girls were crying for me and soon a military ambulance arrived and took me back to the same emergency room during the same shift that was working when I was there earlier. Demerol had been given to me at the scene so by the time they rolled me into the emergency area of the hospital I had gotten very outwardly quiet. Inwardly I could still feel the burning and I could hear but not see, they were conversing about how my tear ducts and my eyes themselves my retinas were burned away. The nurses and doctors were amazed at how horrible my day had gone. I could hear some of them say short prayers for me as they heard me mumbling for god to rescue me.

It seemed like eternity had gone by but it was really on the fourth night at the hospital a man with a unusual sounding voice came into my room. I couldn’t really tell what time it was because I had been blind for four days. He said that he had heard my prayers for days and that he always visits the hospital. I assumed he was a local pastor that had just heard me praying from the hall when he visited other patients. We really didn’t pray together but for maybe two minutes; he was straight to the point. He ask God to heal my scares, make me successful in any of my dealings, heal my blindness, and relieve my pain without the drugs and we both agreed and he told me to have faith and to stay righteous. As he was walking out the door he said that some day I would make the blind to see just as I will see and that my testimony would be a blessing to all mankind.

No sooner than I heard the door open and close a nurse walked in to change my gauze. See they had placed gauze over the pockets where my eyes had been to keep the yellow colored salve for the burn areas from getting in the socket. The moment she removed them light seemed to fill my world I was so filled with joy I could see. She didn’t believe me for about an hour; she kept saying there’s no way you can see through that. She tested me with other people, Candy Stripers, Doctors, and when they gave me a mirror I looked like Friday the thirteenth and the first movie hadn’t even come out yet. Myself I couldn’t begin to tell you the peace I felt. I believe Jesus himself came into that room and spoke blessings over me and it was the beginning of a dangerous mission God has given few men the righteousness to conquer. I am honored that God chose me to play my role. My prayer is that as you read the rest of this holy testimony and your blindness will also be healed and you will stand up for Gods law and protect our innocent children and families so that we can live in peace with each other respecting each other and kneel at the feet of Jesus together. Only communities that are Christ like have low crime rates. We need to bring God back to the forefront of our community.

After my released from hospital every business I touched prospered. I mostly set up businesses for other individuals starting with my dad and I would get them started and go on to the next. In twenty five years I have partnered and run three trucking companies, three restaurants, a truck stop, an import business, and a convenience store with a drive thru. Many rich and powerful people in the community have prospered to the tune of hundreds of millions of dollars in direct and indirect business dealings me. People sought me out to begin new ventures. Some of them for the first time and some of them were trying to get back money they lost somewhere else. Every lawyer in Sumter County knows of me, and at least a quarter million other lawyers across the nation are living in my testimony. Written in the red blood of Jesus in Luke 11; 52 (King James Version) Woe unto you, lawyers! For ye have taken away the key of knowledge; ye entered not in yourselves, and them that were entering in ye hindered. Jesus knew that in the last days 2000 years latter I would need that scripture in my testimony.
We must cleanse our cities from within our legal systems. We must root out the corruption before it devours our children and families. Jesus knew in the last days lawyers would control all the governments around the world. This is our last chance to harvest as many souls for Jesus as possible. Right Now! You need to be looking for the nearest empty church and begin filling it up because Jesus is arriving soon. Those left behind will be deceived from an anti-Christ that will rise up shortly thereafter. Read your bible before they start taking them away; Jesus wanted us to be armed with his knowledge. Arm yourselves with the word of God and live a righteous and faithful life and your reward will come sooner than you think. Some of you will be reading this and the rapture will have already taken place I pray you can withstand what is coming next. You shall seek death but shall not find it.

God is furious with our communities’ leaders and the violence will only grow as they bankrupt every person and every government around the globe. Lawyers have allowed criminals to steal our country in back rooms and halls of justice across every county in every state and country in the world. Billions in fraud was perpetrated on Americans and look at the numbers of people in tax trouble because they cheat. They are taking us down a path that will lead to a one world government and one currency. Many small countries are already calling for this. 9-11 didn’t wake us up it only started the process. Many of the plans that were found with different terrorist cells around the globe were very elaborate plans on how to defraud America. They laid out plans on how to collapse the banking systems and crash our markets using shorting techniques and futures. There were many items that have only been circulated in the legal system. But there were plans to set up fake corporations’ especially in trucking and in our ports. Many terrorist camps popped up across America, and the world. These plans were so precise that individuals on their own and as groups began emulating the plans themselves. No not Muslims but our own citizenship. We became terrorist ourselves destroying our own communities.

The city I live in is a good example of what you need to see; Sumter, South Carolina. Number three in the nation for crime. Just thirty minutes east of Columbia and home of Shaw AFB. Our Magistrates Office has been connected to the drug trade, running fake corporations with family members, insurance fraud against AIG, Aiding and abetting a felon or actually hundreds of felons, DUI's, and hearing cases that should have been moved out of her jurisdiction. In 2003 the daughter and nephew of a local magistrate set up a fake corporation with me (without my knowledge at the time) that brought in over seven point two million dollars.

Her daughter and nephew and others set up the corporation to recover over a million dollars in losses sustained from a fraud in another investment they had had with a gentleman out of their jurisdiction. Those terrorist plans that they were copying only made them even greedier so they couldn’t stop. In September 2005 I walked away from the group to start another company for my son. When I left they were still bringing in over a hundred and forty thousand dollars a week. How do you run a fake corporation next to a military installation? Shaw AFB was a specific target to terrorist. There were plans and they followed them almost to a tee. Even the parts were you influence people in judgeships so you can protect your activity.

Drivers were sent by the group to commit insurance fraud and to try to put the legitimate business I had started when I left them; out of business. Many trucks and trailers on many different occasions were intentionally damaged, stolen, re-stolen, and sabotaged for the money. Hundreds of police reports were denied because that same office pushed cases out the door. I was personally witness to conversations involving circumstances surrounding the death of Daniel Putnam and the subsequent 25 year conviction for her innocent mother Martina Putnam. See their trucks were being drained of antifreeze and transmission fluid on at least a few occasions that led the father to abuse the child. Five witnesses that saw the crime were left off the witness stand because they would have implicated her daughter and nephews activities (Fake Corporation) but the child died at the hand of its father. His family in Arizona is trying to find a way to turn him in before he kills another child. His family states that just a few months ago he struck his father in the leg breaking it. There is no need for names in my testimony we all need to look in the mirror. Not saying anything and just standing idly by will be what ultimately destroys our world. This is why I will never in the name of Jesus stop trying to show you the light. Its hard to believe but there are room full’s of evidence including the server which has every load, every dollar, every name, and all evidence needed to get the conviction that will never happen. I pray for your souls, may god forgive you and give you a chance to make it into his kingdom. Remember though that it is a sin to bear false witness so you have to come forward. Don't worry the statute of limitations has run out for the government anyway. Well except for the murder of Daniel Putnam just one year old when he was punched in the head by a mad-man.

In closing I would just like to state my personal opinion that the judge really just started out protecting the group because of her family involvement. It was a few rogue elements of the group that went the extra mile that led to the fraud against Quick Transportation LLC located in Sumter, South Carolina. It is sad that she is locked in this trap with those individuals and looking the other way. I would ask her to cease and desist before others in out community start getting more trickle down crime. I love you all; even her. Edward

R. Quick, Sumter, South Carolina