Nick Bunick - In Gods Truth

Acknowledgments

Many people in our lives participate in making our personal journey a successful one. It would be impossible for you, me, or any other person, to acknowledge every individual who is part of our lives, who help us in creating our dreams and then assist in making those dreams a reality; who give us encouragement when we feel down, who give us hope when we cannot see the light, who give us strength when we feel weak, and inspire us to heights of achievement that we do not think we are capable of accomplishing.

I first want to thank the members of my staff, who I consider my mortal angels who work with me on a daily basis. Beth Ayres, Heather St. Clair, Melissa Milligan, and Kim Bunick, thank you for the love and support that you provide me everyday. We could not have accomplished what we have in the last two years, without the commitment and loyalty that you have given me, and the spiritual strength that you continue to share with me.

To my angel ladies, scattered around the United States, who have provided me with personal messages from my angels and yours, and have kept me on the path of my journey, I thank you for sharing with me the wonderful gift that God has given you. Julie Bontier, Atira Hatton, Jacqueline Ellis, Patty Reed, and Echo Bodine, and to the others who help me continue to follow the light and to recognize the pathways that are before me, I am forever grateful. You have used your clairvoyance to help so many others, I know that the angels sing for joy, recognizing you are not misusing the talents and gifts which were uniquely given to you.

To Doreen Virtue, I am always grateful to be in the company of your wonderful energy and to witness the joy and love that you share with all those who come in contact with you. To Almine Barton, your profound wisdom has inspired me on many occasions. Thank you on behalf of all those who benefit from your healings and your gifts.

Thanks to my family, my wife, and my children for their continued support. When I crossed that threshold in sharing with the public my experiences, you were always there showing strength and loyalty, giving me encouragement in what otherwise could have been a very difficult period in my life.

I want to acknowledge the many thousands of people who have written to us, who have shared their own personal experiences, whether they be angelic experiences surrounding 444, or other ways that God has intervened in their lives, thank you, thank you, thank you. You are the reason that In God's Truth has been written. By sharing with me how your lives have been touched by The Messengers, by our monthly newsletter and by my symposiums, you inspired me to find the time and energy to work with spirit to bring you In God's Truth.

Lastly, I want to thank my angels for all their love, guidance, and support. I want to acknowledge the role that Jeshua (Jesus) is playing in my life, in being my guide along my spiritual path, and helping me ascend the mountain, on my journey to be closer with God. I want to thank God for giving me the opportunity to participate in this life mission that I have been given.

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Chapter
1

The Monster Named Fear

When the child was very young, the child was taught that there was a closet in his or her bedroom; and the child was taught that in the closet there was a monster. And the monster's name was Fear.

And the child was warned that the monster should never be let out of the closet. If the child did not obey, surely God would punish the child. And then, when the child's body died, the spirit of the child would be put into a devastating place called hell; the child's spirit would be punished, tortured, and burned for millions of years into eternity.

And the child was warned that, if the monster was let out of the closet, a supernatural evil force would take over the child's mind and soul and require the child to do acts of evil, leading to the child's soul being punished by God by burning in that eternal hell.

And the child was continually taught to believe that there would be people who on occasion would try to persuade the child to open the closet door to let Fear be released and that the child should recognize that these people trying to persuade the child were wicked people who hated God; and the child was taught that God would punish these people, for surely the child would recognize that these people were agents of the supernatural evil force that was an enemy of God.

The lessons were so reinforced in the child, that the monster was not only contained in the bedroom closet, but also in the mind and heart of the child.

As the child grew older, Fear was accepted through continued reinforcement. The child was too young to question and understand what he or she was being taught. The child only knew that somehow he or she would learn how to live with Fear and would always be on the alert to recognize the enemies of God, who might try to persuade the child at various times in life to release the monster.

Was it not the responsibility of these teachers and preachers to give the child the strength and vigor to contain Fear in their hearts and to recognize God's enemies when they would try to persuade the child to live otherwise by releasing the monster Fear?

When the child became an adult, the closet grew larger, the monster grew larger, and the teaching had succeeded. For the child, who was now an adult, had learned to live with Fear. In fact, these lessons that had been learned so well enabled these adults themselves now to become teachers and preachers, teaching their children that this monster also lives in their closets, and that their children should also protect and respect Fear.

On the morning of October 15, 1997, my colleague, Brian Hilliard, and I walked into the aging building of the newspaper publishing house in St. Paul, Minnesota, where the child who was now an adult was waiting for us. He was leaning on the counter as we entered the lobby. He was wearing a gray cardigan sweater, and wire-rimmed glasses were pressed against his silver hair.

As I approached him and shook his hand, I immediately recognized by his body language, his forlorn look, and his animosity, that the child who was now a man had resigned himself to having lived with Fear. And, by his wary looks of suspicion and frustration, he recognized me as the enemy, a person who had rejected Fear, a person who was trying to corrupt the minds of others by trying to persuade them to open their closet doors and throw the monster out of their lives.

We walked up a flight of stairs into a nondescript conference room. The man motioned for Brian and me to sit across from him. He took out a pencil and a pad of paper. He cautiously looked at me over the lenses of his glasses, with his head slightly bent, his face masking a painful scorn, and began the interview.

He was the religion editor of the newspaper. I did not know if he had volunteered, or had been assigned the task of interviewing me. I only knew that he was engulfed in great discomfort and that Fear had been successful in controlling this man's heart and soul for many years. I asked him if he had a tape recorder, so that my remarks and comments could be quoted correctly. He told me it would not be necessary, for he would take careful notes, as his pencil poised above his lined pages.