Busy Weeks

Whew! What a week (what a couple of weeks). On Monday the 21st I was asked to facilitate an OSHA-30 (30 classroom hours) experience this week. I had four days to review materials, modify PowerPoint's, create a schedule, syllabus, student handbook, and facility memorandums from scratch as well as arrange catering and classroom space. I stayed up every night last week until 11pm building, creating, editing, and reediting curriculum. Thank goodness for MS Publisher on my computer and decades worth of training. By the time the 30 students showed up this Monday morning at 6:30 am we were ready. It was a long four days, and I had to make several changes on the fly, but it went amazingly well given the time constraints, my limited access to the materials that I really needed, and some intentional roadblocks. However, when it was all said and done all 30 passed their final examination today and will be OSHA certified! Whew! What a week. I am exhausted. I am exhilarated. I am so extraordinarily satiated. For the first time in quite a while I feel like I was acting in my natural giftedness and learned skill sets. It reminded me of my time as a GROUP Publishing Children's Ministry Magazine Live! presenter, PTA President, Children's Minister and school teacher/administrator......and it was awesome. I anticipate that after I revise the student handbook and syllabus next week that it might be used DOC wide. It would nice to leave that behind as part of my legacy to incarcerates who come behind me. By the time we present to the next class in January I expect the presentation to really be outstanding.  

Thank you Jesus, on this eve of All Saint's Day, that Y'all still find ways for me to be useful, to impact those around me, and to inspire some of these hopeless and helpless youngsters grow up into their full potential. Your loving care, compassion, and concern for me continues to humble me. 

I Get It/Missy

I get it. I always have. But getting it, understanding the root causes of other people's pain, problems, and persecutions is not always enough. Understanding the root causes of my pain, problems, and persecutions is not always enough. And so I set here on my rack this evening, thoroughly exhausted mentally, physically, and now emotionally with tears streaming down my face, mumbling aloud to no one in particular, "I hate you. I hate you. I hate YOU! I HATE you. I HATE YOU!" to God.

Satan, his demonic minions, evil entities, and unholy spirits immediately tried to seize the moment to further discourage me and cause a deeper divide in my relationship with my Sovereign Higher Power. However, the Holy Spirit was quick to swoop in and remind me that to hate someone you have to not only believe they exist but you (probably) had to at one point love them, including The Triune God Head. I am taking condolence in my former, but depleting, depths of love as I come to terms with my ongoing vacillating feeling towards God and this continuing unjust incarnation that He allows that keeps me separated from my own grieving Missy and Prodigal. Thank goodness for the compassionate humanity and love of Jesus and the comfort of the Holy Spirit that continually replenishes me. It would be so much easier to just not believe that a Sovereign Creator and higher power exists. It would be so much easier to not be burdened with knowing that a rescuer, a righteous judge, a healer and an advocate exists, but whom then continues to allow so much injustice throughout time, to include today. It would be so much easier to not be hurting and write the people, their pain, and their problems off as insignificant and just live my life for me, or decide not to live at all. If I believed in hell, then I am already living in it. But I do not believe in an everlasting torment for our soul. At this point I am not even all that enthused about living in the next "eternal" age if there is even a chance for my continued heartache.... just pfft me out of existence in the fires of Gehenna (Matthew 10:28). What a relief that sounds like to my physically, emotionally, and spiritually broken soul tonight. When I watched Missy break down and envisioned my own daughters pain and suffering after being incarcerated for her brothers weaponized false allegations, my heart has nothing but compassion for her. My release is imminent. Even if these new legislative and administrative changes were to have no effect on my sentence (oh but they are.....) I am walking out of these fences in less time than my last email from her. I cannot wait for that day. I will be walking "out the gate" with tears streaming down my face, shouting "I love you. I love you. I love YOU! I LOVE you. I LOVE YOU!" And the hope for that day keeps me focused on growing into the man God wants me to be, trusting He has a plan, that He'll restore everything that's been broken if I can just walk the pathway He has set in front of me.

Allegation- 15yr Anniversary

It was 15 years ago today (2009) that Myrtha Mikle weaponized a false allegation against me, that a jury acquitted me of 3 years later upon her confession on the witness stand to abetting in filing a false police report, to perjury, and to embezzlement. While I've been incarcerated for the extended weaponization of lies that Tulsa County ADA Sara McAmis and former disgraced and dishonored TPD detective Diana Baumann convinced my prodigal son to agree to, Myrtha was never charged, prosecuted, or held accountable for her initial lies.

Myrtha's lie was the hallmark that provided the sensitive dependence initial condition that turned my life (my wife's, my children's, and my parent's) chaotic. Yet Myrtha has spent the past 4434 days living it up. Why was she not prosecuted? Why did nobody ever pursue civil charges for her liable, slander, and perjury? My wife should have went after her for lost wages and financial support. It seems that Myrtha has avoided all accountability.....but there is still the White Throne of Judgment that she will have to be held accountable at....but that in no way restores my freedom nor reconciles my family today. 15 years is a long time to live with a lie...I don't know how Myrtha does it and still calls herself a Christian.

Manasseh-Ephraim: Truth, Justice and a Better Tomorrow (manassehephraim.blogspot.com)

Happy Birthday

 Happy Birthday dear friend. God bless you and your family.

CR @ JDCC

PTL for the growing Celebrate Recovery® Inside® program at our JDCC campus. This summer two gentlemen from the Southern Hills Celebrate Recovery® in Tulsa began to volunteer on our JDCC campus. We have a small but maturing group of men whom are now almost finished with their first Step Study. We are looking forward to these fist dozen graduates becoming part of our future leadership team as we launch into our next round of Step Studies. I am currently looking for resources to conduct a training day in January so that these new graduates will be more effective Share Group and Step Study discussion leaders, Accountability Partners, Sponsors, and to participate in the other responsibilities of ministry leadership.

Please pray that a trained volunteer will come onto our campus to facilitate a dynamic training day for these young men. We also need $200 to provide materials, a special lunch, snacks, and coffee. If you can be a resource for changing lives, I can be contacted via text or email at robertyerton@Securustech.net