The Kevin McCauley Page

   A story  of a crash

The Hound of Heaven <<---- I love this Poem, Don't let the Catholic thing scare you

 Beauty in a  wave.   

First came in contact with HHC back around the W2K thing when the world was going to end.
At that point in my journey we had just came from a failed experiment where myself and five other families sold our "stuff" and moved into a neighborhood to be the New Testament Church.( we had some ideas okay)

We had gotten this idea over the years as we question our "religion".
We were all involved in Sunday Morning Serve US and found that we all felt this was not our true home.

We found a neighborhood with cheap houses,so income was not an issue for any one who wanted to move here. This was 1997. We sold our home, our business , (A nice Auto repair shop we had for 22 years)and gave most of the extra away and overpaid for a house will never recoup from. We were all exited and it was like a Honeymoon.

Over the course of a couple years we all discovered things and like any Marriage the Honeymoon wears off. If there is no more substance than an external attraction then you are left with nothing.
Long, sad, painful, story short, everyone went back to Churchianity.

We how ever were not able to sell our new found house.
Besides this story ain't over yet.

I got involved on the internet with a site called "the House church movement" We got folks coming around looking for signs and wonderings. HAs Apostles come around selling their wares, Profits came to tell us when "the rapture" was coming. Had Brothers who told us we needed to be under submission ( to them). It is an endless Carnalival.

Time passed , became quite despondent and bitter even to the point of telling My Father "I don't believe any more" and decided I was just making this all up.
One thing you can't hide is the Spirit inside. He did not believe I did not believe. I argued and said I do not believe, He smiled at me.

When I first read some of Greg's books My Spirit resonated and I came in for a closer look.

Back then there was no Core's just a couple of email forums , it was like the wild west.
Found Greg to be a genuine and Honest man.

But as is my custom I over analyse and over complicate.
Got off into the rabbit hole of ways and means of escaping and getting out the "THE BEAST". I learned all kinds of stuff like I wasn't saying God's name right, I was hanging out with Negroes who were beasts of the feild,

I got off with the Entheogens who taught that manna was mushrooms, (I ate that up in heroic doses). Another dead end , I can't even count the twisted and demonic doctrines there are.

I came back around when Cores were being set up.
Myself and another guy George from Mass. Elected a guy Kendall A for PCM just to get started.
It was another wild west show,

How do we fight the Beast, how do we get out of the system, how do we correct our status. What is the correct "process". I ended up leaving then because of a disagreement with the leaders.

I say that We have the Holy Spirit Living in us who knows all things and is living and active and that we do not need written words on paper to live by.

That is Heresy in some minds I called into a talk shoe one night and heard the leaders talking about my statement.

How Izzy (my nickname at the time) was out of order for saying such things and that they would give me a lode of scripture to straighten me out.

When I heard that I was like I'm Outa here.

Then back in 2012 as my Dad was dying (not that I cared all that much' we were not friends until the end' but that is another story) got an email from some one with a quote from Greg.

The thing that gripped my was Greg has not changed His message is still the same.
I  thought, my goodness man why did I ever walk away from there.

I had wasted so much time.

Dragged my poor wife through all kinds of stuff.
I am a very fortunate man to have my wife Bobbi, She has stayed true to me for over 35 years and has always stuck with me even though I have given her a less than happy life. 

SO I came back around and at the time Claude was MoRe and I met with Nitsan, Isabelle and CLaude to make my intentions known. Some weeks past and we got close enough to where I made my SPT and put my hand to the plow.

The Northeast has had its fair share of trials and troubles but we are here now and we intend to grow in the knowledge and ways of the Kingdom.
So what is the correct proccess?

Love the Lord my God with ALL my heart mind and souls and Love my neighbor as myself.

 I am a fairly nasty guy, no good thing in me,except for Christ.
That is it, A treasure in an earthen vessel.
The way I see this Altar/government office is the place where I lay all of my hopes and dreams at His feet.

I have no expectation for a return.

In all my wanderings delusions and rebellions I can say that Gods Promise is true.

HE WILL NEVER forsake you He waits and gently and firmly wells up from within.

I'm one of those guys ya meet and then walk away it is usually said I am a piece of work.

Always taken that as not the best compliment, but it is true,

 a piece of a much larger piece of work.

The kingdom is simple, but it is not revealed by flesh and blood [books, study, research, reading, etc.] it is revealed by His spirit, nature and character through direct experience, direct action of doing and walking it out in a personal journey of repentant, faithful, consistent, doing, loving, giving and forgiving according to His Way, will and Law. That is how we seek and strive and "cross over", be "re-born" or "born again" and become "Hebrews" in His nation a land flowing with milk and honey.