Greetings, fellow members of the body of Christ. Here is a chapter of a book that I started in February of 2019, called "The History of the Universe." As many of you already know, I got bogged down mentally (can't remember the reason) in the middle of this project and could not continue. (I was writing the book, live, every Sunday; every Sunday I would publish a new chapter that I'd worked on that week.) I am going to pick it up again if God has determined it. (I'm
going to live and think as though He has determined it because I love this book and I think it's important that people unfamiliar with God, but wanting to know Him, read this book. I think it will help that the book has limes on the cover. I think that the limes, being of a soothing color, will attract people to the book. (As you can see, no trick of the publishing trade is beneath me.)
I apologize that I was not able to edit a Rodney Paris/Martin Zender video for today. This was not Rodney's fault. He had it in the line-up, ready to go. But I had ensconced myself in an undisclosed location (I knew where it was) for several days last week (four of the seven) in order to do necessary fine-tuning to the three books to be published simultaneously, probably in six weeks.
Thank you for your understanding. (You will be happy about my decision when you see these books.)
I think I have probably already sent you Chapter 8 of "The History of the Universe" on some not-too-distant Sunday. That's okay. This chapter deserves another reading. Because when you read it again, something new will occur to you that you did not appreciate at the first go-through. In addition to that, at this reading I truly hope that you are going to think of a friend or family member (three, maybe) to whom you simply must send this chapter. So please copy the link and paste it to three
of these folks. I challenge you today to send the link of this newsletter to three people. (I hope you don't mind, or that you are not taken aback, by this bold challenge.)
I love you all and I think of you constantly. This is not an exaggeration. You are my family. Considering you gives my life meaning. You have generously supported this work, some of you for years. I take this opportunity to THANK all who have contributed financially to this work. But really, I am here to thank EVERYONE, simply for staying with me and not abandoning me. I can't think of any reason why you would abandon me, but lack of reason has not stopped others in the past from turning
their backs. Your generosity to me—generosity of all sorts—does not go unnoticed. I think about it all the time. I am so emotionally overwhelmed most of the time however (with both good and bad emotions—the bad ones having nothing to do with you) that I have not been able to correspond personally with everyone I would like to. This is essential if I am to continue the work of publishing, writing and broadcasting. You see, my emotions tend to become so involved in wanting to personally care for
every one of you that my own emotions cripple me and I am reduced to immobility. And sometimes to tears. It is the strangest thing. Thank you for exercising grace on my behalf.
Again, THANK YOU from the edge of the bottom of my South Floridian heart for the love you have shown to me. I know who you are. And God knows who WE are. And this knowledge will very soon be broadcast to the universe through a microphone the size of Jupiter.
Grace, peace and love to you all,
—Martin
