Then I looked him in the eyes and said. "Remember this Tommy. There is always something. If you can’t find it just know there is no such thing as bad luck or accident. All is Gods will. There is always something. Ask God. Know always, God helps."
Yes, I know the answer to Tommy’s question. I accepted it initially without doubt. Gods heavenly spirit flows out into us all, with the truth. The Mystical experience will lead to the making of a new generation of Great Grandmasters. They will be Christ bearers, to the world in the future. Tommy must carry on.
It was so ironic that Tommy’s father had been a top-notch policeman. Then Tommy had to watch his mother being killed by a policeman. What meaning, psychic or otherwise could I get from it? I guess the answer to that might lie in the fact that God is concerned about making our souls perfect. Tommy would need to gain the faith to make his limitations become possibilities and turn his fears into unconditional love.
Years ago, I was training Tommy’s father, in martial arts and he asked me to ride with him from midnight till 8 AM. He was the only sheriff’s deputy in the county, of 500 square miles, on the road. It was not like today when you don’t pull up on a dangerous situation without backup. Bar fights, domestics, robberies, and whatever, you responded to alone.
The tactics that Tommy’s father used, would get him fired today.
We got a call that a boy had a gun and was shooting up a small town that had no police protection. Tommy’s father turned on his flashers and started to respond to the call. I could tell by the way he was driving that he was using his intuitive talents.
All at once he hit the brakes, and pulled the car to the side of the road. He said. "You drive." I was not a sheriff’s deputy and did not have any right to drive that vehicle. Tommy’s father would’ve been fired if the Sheriff found out.
I drove, and he meditated. I knew Tommy’s father was heading for trouble not just by disobeying the rules, but also if anything went wrong, no one would believe his story.
Tommy’s father would never be able to explain that he was using his sixth sense to link with the higher realms of perception, and God Almighty.
He must have read my mind. He said to me. "I have to try to save that boys life! I am receiving an energy that is higher in vibration and totally spiritual. God Almighty has a reason for that boy to live." He picked up my coat that was laying in the back seat and put it on, covering his uniform.
The boy was last seen on Main Street in the downtown area. Tommy’s dad directed me to turn and drive towards the school. As I did it came over the radio. Someone shot back at the kid, from an upstairs window. The kid ran towards the school.
As we got close to the school Tommy’s father jumped out of the cruiser and ran towards the playground area. I followed on foot.
I know that most people will not believe what I’m about to say. Before the end of the story you’ll understand how this happened, because Tommy is so much like his dad, in reaching into the depths of the unknown.
The boy pointed the gun at Tommy’s father. Tommy’s father said. "I’m on your side. I come to fight the evil." The boy raised the gun pointing it. He fired over Tommy’s fathers left shoulder.
Tommy’s father was walking towards the kid and did not stop. He said in a loving voice. "You got it! Put the gun down, your safe." Tommy’s father was staring into the eyes of the kid as he continued to walk towards him.
The boy handed the gun to him. Tommy’s father placed his hand on the kids shoulder. I could see the healing energy of Ki or Spirit transfer to the young boy.
We walked back to the cruiser, and the boy said, crying. "I don’t know what happened. All I
