
Author: Victor Hafichuk
Issue #21: Good Neighborly Things in Moon River Not to Be Ignored
Not to diminish or forget the serious matters I’ve written of occurring in Moon River, I would like to mention some good things Marilyn and I have personally experienced and appreciated from certain neighbors, just so you don’t get the idea I’ve let them go unnoticed and unappreciated. I’m sure I’ll miss a few but for now, here goes.
ANDY DORMAAR
After a substantial snowstorm some time ago, Andy was snow-blowing his driveway. He saw me shoveling, came across the road, and offered to help with his blower. I gratefully thanked Andy for the gesture, but declined his offer because I needed the exercise.
DARREN AND JOAN KRONLUND
Darren and Joan have been great next-door neighbors, always friendly, cooperative, and willing to help if needed. Marilyn and I have always appreciated them in the many years we’ve known them.
One day when I was pruning some trees in the neighborhood, the branches needed hauling away, but I had no trailer. Darren was hauling some of his branches to the dump and instantly offered to take those branches away. That was nice.
A couple of winters ago, Marilyn and I heard a motor running, looked out the kitchen window, and Darren was snow-blowing our driveway. No permission requested and none required. I came out with tears and hugged him. We were so thankful for his thoughtfulness. There was a lot of snow this time. It was so good to be at the receiving end of a willing, spontaneous, and kind favor from a neighbor.
One fall day, we heard Darren’s tractor in our yard and found him gathering the beds of leaves from our lawn with his catcher.
Yes, that’s Darren.
LES HILLIARD
At a time of another big snowfall, Les Hilliard came by with his skid steer. It seemed he had been helping others that day. I was standing in the driveway facing a lot of work. Les offered to help. He cleaned it up in short order as a neighborly favor. We were grateful.
Les also helped us, along with Paul Graf, Rene Barendregt, and Allan Jacobs to blow out our Aqua Luna irrigation lines. I was thankful for all of them.
I mention the others with gratitude but in this case, I wanted to make special mention of Les’s attitude, personal interest, and sincere kindness. It was uncommon and special. His wife Wendy is always friendly, as well. We’ve appreciated them both.
JOHN VANDE MERWE
There was a day years ago when my car battery was dead, so I called John, our resident mechanic. He came right away to give me a boost and we were off to our business. He was friendly and thankful to give us service without charge. It was a neighborly gesture, perhaps not an uncommon one to those in such circumstances, but still, one to be appreciated.
There was another time when I was having a complicated fuel problem with our car. John was able to diagnose and solve the problem in his garage in good time with a modest service charge.
He recently asked Marilyn to advertise his small engine repair business in the Moon River Community Facebook Page. Marilyn also emailed the Aqua Luna membership his offer of mechanical services, particularly the small engine department for the lawn season approaching. But from what I know by experience, he’s a good mechanic all-around with honest and fair dealings. That’s the John I’ve experienced.
REMINDER NOTICE
People, I’m not here to blow my horn unless it’s a trumpet call to make our lives right before God in all departments necessary. I’m not here to beat on anyone but I’ve had to declare that hard times are upon us for good reason. I’ve had to repeatedly warn about what was coming, and declare the Solution not only in my neighborhood but to the entire world. Now, it’s happening just as God had me to prophesy over decades. He’s Faithful in warnings, not willing that anyone should perish but to look to Him for deliverance and shelter.
I happen to believe that for some, it’s too late – there’s a time and place appointed for all things and all persons. I’ve spoken with the hope that for some there may still be the opportunity to change their mind and attitude about God and their relationship with Him.
If you don’t know, I can solemnly tell you that He is ultimately, our ONLY HOPE, our ONLY SURE SOLUTION to all our needs and problems. His Name is Jesus Christ, our Lord and Savior of all men.
No, the ultimate help is not in ourselves, not in our family, not our church, not our pastor or priest, not our fellowship, not our religious offerings to man and God in any possible way, not our employer, not in community services or donations, and not even in the good works such as mentioned in this paper. Though with the latter, there is a reward not ignored by God.
Jesus said that if someone gives so much as a cup of water to one of His disciples in His Name, he or she will not lose their reward. He said:
“As you’ve done it to the least of these My brothers, you’ve done it to Me” (Matthew 25).
In the Lord Jesus Christ’s service to all His creation,
Victor Hafichuk
Issue #20: Past Prophecy Preserved for the Present
Particle – Past Prophecy Preserved for the Present
An excerpt from my Theo-autobiography, wHaT tHe LoRd HaS dOnE wItH Me, with Psalm 35 added:
I then went downstairs to pray and begged God to give me a Word. This was April 2, 2000. I took a Bible from the bookshelf and in it I found an old prophecy. The date of the prophecy was October 31, 1991. I had burned all old prophecies and this one remained in a Bible I chose of 60 or more Bibles, minutes after I prayed for a Word from the Lord. Was this an insignificant coincidence? I red the prophecy and found it applied to my circumstances. I was thankful.
The Word of the Lord to Victor (found April 2, 2000)
“I have given you power, rushing fiery power that will destroy your adversaries on the left hand and on the right, before and behind, above and beneath, without and within. You will rule over the nations with a rod of iron and as vessels of a potter smash them to pieces and scatter the powder to the winds. My vehemence will be manifest in you, nothing thwarting it. Mouths offending and opposing I will shut and they shall not be opened.
You are My chosen vessel, and I will not tolerate any to touch you any more than the apple of My eye. They have all poked their fingers at My face and have fingered their noses at Me. They have all railed and vomited on Me and on you because of Me. No longer will they be tolerated and permitted to do so.
You speak, My son, and fear nothing. They will proceed no further as they have done. Only do not do as do they in man’s railing and wrath. Speak the truth by My Spirit in the spirit of righteousness and temperance, and I will surely see to the results that they are entirely in your favor and in the favor of all those who stand with you and whose interests you represent.
It’s here, My son, it is here! The time for victory is here. I will turn to shame the heads of those who despise you and they will turn or I’ll break their necks. They will swallow their poison. They will be forced to revere you or die. Those who resent you can no longer do so without death to themselves. This is the beginning of your partaking of the heritage of the saints, as you have not known it before, which the Lord your God has granted. Amen.
Do as you please with your investment money. It does not matter. If it was important that you should have more you would have more, and so will it be in the days ahead.”
October 31, 1991
Moon River
Note: On March 31, 2015, I was reviewing this Theo-auto Part, having just finished reading that prophecy. We then held a Bible reading with Sara and Jeannie. We had been reading Psalms and resumed at Psalm 35. It was marvelously in tune with the prophecy. Remarkable.
Who says there is no God?
Psalm 35
A Prayer for Help
Issue #19: Am I Your Enemy?
“Have I therefore become your enemy, because I tell you the truth?” (Galatians 4:16).
It is a verse from the Bible. The apostle Paul was rebuking the people for believing lies others were telling them and they didn’t like his rebuke.
How will I begin 2025? I know how I need to do it. I’ll begin it the way I ended 2024. I’ll get my gun and go hunting… for elephants, so that our living rooms may be hospitable for all. I’ll break the silence that eats away at us.
A large herd of elephants crowds the territory and must be dealt with, or we’ll all be eventually stampeded to death. How does one deal with them? By daring to speak the unspeakable, to talk about things on people’s minds that they’d rather not face or express, but which must be addressed by Truth if we’re to deal justly with one another as good and faithful neighbors. Lingering elephants are a threat to the peace of all. Our fear of them makes us accomplices in potential dangers.
What to do? We need to care, be fair, dare to speak about what is there and clear the air. What better thing is there? But you all stare as though I have purple hair.
And now, I speak to another pair.
Stan and Erica, you and I have met on the road on several occasions and briefly exchanged friendly small talk, which each of us has done with many as a passive habit. Marilyn and I had you and your family for dinner once, and for the past 2-3 years or so, you, Stan, dropped off a bottle of wine at our house with goodwill as a seasonal gift, wishing us a “Merry Christmas.” We appreciate the gesture.
I’m surprised you didn’t know we didn’t celebrate Christmas, perhaps because I failed to inform you, or you forgot, or because we accepted the season’s gift. We weren’t about to refuse it and offend you for no good reason. Hey, we genuinely thanked you and shared it with friends.
This 2024 Christmas you didn’t offer us your traditional gift, but as I was walking, I saw you driving to the neighbors here and there, briefly visiting them, and wondered if you were keeping your custom but this time, excluding us. Not assuming anything, just wondering. Your kids were with you in the truck and waved, and I waved.
As you slowly drove past me on the road, you didn’t stop to greet me as might be expected. I thought, “I wonder what’s up…or ‘down’?” I suspected it might have something to do with the Moon River Monocle publications. Some people have been offended, which is understandable and expected.
Stan, you wouldn’t be the first or the only one to snub me. Each time they pass by our place, Raymond and Tanis Huppee don’t appear to be too impressed with me. Have I done them any evil? We had a clash in email correspondence over a community matter a few years ago. Raymond decided he didn’t want to hear from Marilyn and me again. So sad. Why the reaction? We were willing to talk and they weren’t. Why not?
Stan and Erica, I considered things a bit and decided to get my rifle and go shoot “the elephant in the room,” if indeed there was one at all. “Let’s find out,” I thought, and headed to your house on Christmas day.
Son Glen answered the knock. I greeted him and asked for you, Stan. Erica was inside and hadn’t answered yet. You were outside coming around the corner. You and I greeted one another, and you invited me in. Erica hadn’t invited me though she was there.
The three of us sat down in your den and I revealed my purpose for the visit. I came to the point immediately, mentioning your apparent reluctance to stop on the road to talk. You assured me there was nothing to it but I found you rather hesitant about things and I didn’t have any difficulty picking up on Erica’s spirit and countenance.
I think I mentioned that I suspected I may have said something on the Monocle that offended you. You didn’t seem to want to discuss much but I do recall you saying something like, “Everybody’s entitled to their opinion and should have the right to believe and think as they please.” Something to that effect; correct me if I don’t get things quite right.
So, I assumed you had something on your mind, after all, but weren’t excited about discussing anything. I asked Erica what she thought. I said she was sitting there quietly and seemed quite uneasy, even upset. She replied, “I’m sitting here biting my tongue.” Still, she wouldn’t say anything.
No surprise. Elephants were there, alright, and I wanted to address them in all Truth and fairness. Not that I necessarily feel I owe people any explanation but I did think it was forthcoming in this circumstance.
Again, correct me if I’m wrong, but I believe you felt that I shouldn’t be publicly speaking to people about things spoken in private, particularly if there was conflict or disagreement involved. Is that the general gist of it? So, I asked the question:
Do people have the right to gossip, murmur, slander, speak evil of me, and do me evil in private, even with evil intent, but I don’t have the right to speak the Truth of matters openly with a look to do good and set the record straight? How does that work?
And isn’t it best to try and settle some matters privately between 2 or more parties before making them public? Many have assumed that I haven’t tried. True, I’ve not always done that, but on scarce occasions, as with Mike Petty, for reasons I could give.
And Stan, you piped up, saying, “And here you are! You’re here talking to us.” It seemed you were trying to be conciliatory and speaking the obvious truth. I said, “Amen, that’s what’s happening.” I appreciated your point.
Erica, I tried to hear more of what you might have to say, in case there was something I needed to know to make things right. Had I lied or misrepresented anything to anyone? Was I not entitled, as Stan declared, and as I suspect you also believe, to believe and think what I wanted, along with everyone else? Are you upset that I’m speaking what I believe and think? Do you agree with free speech or only with free belief and thought? What good are those without freedom of expression?
I agree that you have the right to question and debate matters with me. I’ve honored that right, so why are you reluctant to do so? Instead, you’re going to harbor resentment? What good is that to anyone, especially you? And why do you refuse me the right to come to you and try to reason with you? Isn’t there some contradiction here? What are you afraid of?
Perhaps you folks think I’m “judging,” as I’m often accused. You don’t say. But I covered that reasoning with you. I told you what Jesus Christ had to say:
“Hypocrite, how is it you judge others and say, ‘Brother, let me take the sliver out of your eye when you have a beam in yours?’ First, remove the beam in your own eye, and then you’ll see clearly to remove the sliver in your brother’s eye.”
So, He’s saying that one is quite welcome and authorized to speak to the slivers and beams in others’ eyes once they have addressed their own.
I said that I have removed the beam in my eye, by God’s grace, and now He sends me to point out the slivers and beams in others’ eyes. It’s true! And if they hear and believe, it will go well for them. God will spare them. But if they won’t listen, He said He would destroy them.
Will you folks be willing to try to establish the undeniable truth of things before assuming you know what’s going on and bearing unwarranted resentment?
I declared I was hearing from God. Is that a strange thing to you? It is to many. Isn’t it possible? Now, if I’m not thinking or hearing correctly and I’m not hearing from God, then you have nothing to worry about. But if I’m right, and how do you know I’m not, then you may have some believing and thinking to do… and changing your mind and ways about the Truth of things. In the end, there must be justice for all or we have a problem.
Marilyn suggested that before I posted this on the Monocle, perhaps I should consider trying to talk to you again. I told her I gave that serious thought. I pondered that for days. It has now been several days and I haven’t heard from either of you.
I gathered it was not Stan that primarily had the problem with me but you, Erica. While he was willing to say something, you sat there sullen.
Soon, Stan stood up and declared he had things to do. I took what I thought was my cue to leave. Perhaps you were busy, Stan, and I was taking up your time. I wasn’t satisfied that we had gotten anywhere and thought that more could be discussed. Though I also had things to do, I was ready and willing, believing these things to be important. But neither of you was interested.
I tried once more to demonstrate my goodwill towards you. On my way out, I offered my hand to you, Erica, and you haltingly shook it. I don’t know if you simply held to your upset position unchanged toward me or maybe you thought I was your enemy. You didn’t say anything. Well, I’m trying to be your Truthful friend and am willing to let you state your case. I think you both know that.
I offered my hand to you, Stan, you were ready to take it and wished me a Merry Christmas. I said that I appreciated the thought but that we didn’t celebrate Christmas. I thought you knew we didn’t. “You don’t celebrate Christmas?” you replied with surprise.
Erica said nothing, I left for home, saddened, hoping we might hear from you after some time for you to think, but we haven’t.
In the next several days, I pondered these things, and if your hearts are turned against me, so be it. I don’t regret anything I’ve said to you and others unless I’m proven wrong.
While you, in effect, seem to grant others the right to gossip and murmur lies and disagreements against me behind my back and even “discuss” things with them, you don’t seem to recognize my right to speak the Truth openly to counter lies and misunderstandings.
Maybe I misunderstood you, Stan, but I disagree with the contradicting belief that everyone has the right to believe and think as they choose, right or wrong, provided they keep it to themselves. I say that none of us has the freedom or the right to believe and think lies and error, no matter how innocent they may seem to be, but we all have the right and responsibility to believe and think what is true and right, and the obligation to make known what is true, honest, just, and right to others. That’s how I see it. From where I stand, this is what God wills us to do. Therefore, I speak.
“You have no right to preach to us,” some argue. No? Says who? What gives anyone the right to tell me I don’t have the right to speak the Truth? Do you have the right to preach to me, that is, tell me “your truth”?
My sources of Authority are God and the Holy Scriptures. I’ve proven them to be Perfect, Faithful, and True, thoroughly proven so. May I ask you what your source or sources of authority are? Opinion is never fact; it is only opinion, invariably falsehood, with or without evil intention. There aren’t many truths to govern mankind. There is only One Truth, One Standard, applicable to all of us. His Name is Jesus Christ, Lord, Creator, and Savior of all.
Erica, you referred to “moral law.” Do you know the Source of moral Law or are you a law to yourself and take as law anything you wish to believe?
Jesus declared, “I am the Way, the Truth, and the Life. No man can come to the Father (God) but by Me.” Men commonly concur that Jesus was a good and wise man. Any reasonable and knowledgeable person will admit that Jesus Christ has impacted the world way beyond anyone else in all of history. What do you say? Do you think He’s a liar, or some old-fashioned ancient ignoramus or fool? Do you think you have a better understanding of Him and the Biblical Testimony of Him than do I and all the prophets and saints of history? Present your case. I’ll listen and God willing, I’ll answer, with alacrity, joy, and gladness.
To be clear, Jesus Christ was and is much more than a moral and wise man, and more than a prophet, I guarantee you.
Like I’ve been saying, God hates what has been going on in this “wonderful” community. While I would like to be at peace and agreement with everyone, I’m not willing to forfeit my peace with God. I’m telling you all what has to be made known and none of you can continue to do your thing without answering to Him.
For years, I’ve been warning you of the death and hell coming. Haven’t you seen it? Canada’s finished as the country it’s been. Trudeau, the Liberals, NDP, Marxists, Islamists, and progressives have succeeded in destroying Canada. You already feel the effects. And they’re not done yet, not by a long shot. There will be more, much more, I’m sorry to say.
And why is all this coming and even here already? Because of SIN. The kind of sin I’ve been pointing out. The wicked, selfish attitudes, the lies, the slander, the godless hypocritical lives of doing your own thing as though you can believe, say, and do as you think best.
Well, I’m here to tell you God no longer stands for it. For nearly a half-century, every 7 years, since 1977, He’s been telling me to warn everyone that He’s finished winking. He’s done overlooking careless, irresponsible, selfish, godless attitudes.
He would rather usher in and grant you abundant life. He really would, but you’ve refused Him and ignored everything He has sent me to speak to you. Now, He’s sending in the sword, famine, pestilence, and two-legged wild beasts to steal, to kill, and to destroy. He said He would do it, it’s happening, and the worst by far is yet to come. Mark His Word by me. He’s angry, I’m angry, and We’re both very sorry, but unless you repent, you’ll all perish.
Thus says the Lord.
Issue #18: Angela Suntjens – What Are Neighbors?
Continuation of ISSUE #5, “Some Good News Indeed.”
What are neighbors? Are they those who merely live in proximity? Or are they, according to Jesus and the Scriptures, fellow human beings we’re to love as ourselves?
Are they strangers or casual acquaintances? Are they people we can rightly ignore or are they people we should be considerate of?
Are they people who agree with us theologically, politically, religiously, racially, philosophically, or otherwise?
Or are they people as described in the parable Jesus spoke that we call, “The Good Samaritan”?
Today, as planned and promised, at long last, I need to continue with what I said to Angela Suntjens of Moon River Estates in the latter portion of ISSUE #5 posted in June of 2024.
Since that time, I had hoped Angela would come forth with honesty and additional candid conversation so that the Lord might show His potential Mercy and Glory, and that we might enjoy good things happening for her and her husband. I’m sorry to say it hasn’t happened.
I will tell our story, some of which is from years ago. The purpose of this paper (ISSUE #18 on Suntjens) is to point out to the community what happens to people who oppose the Lord and act contrary to His ways and Law. The consequences are there as I’ve declared. Why do I want the community to know? So that perchance they will consider that there is cause to hear what I have to say and conduct themselves profitably for their sakes.
At the 2024 AGM (community annual general meeting), Jayne Bury nominated Rebecca Foss, a newcomer to Moon River, to replace Angela Suntjens. Angela had been on the executive as vice president for a year without any eventful executive activity. Her unseating was quite unexpected.
“God moves in mysterious ways, His wonders to perform.” It was an act of God, no matter the intentions of the parties involved.
Immediately after the meeting, Angela came to me. I related in ISSUE #5 what was discussed between us at that time. Since then, I have been hoping for further discussion with her. It’s now several months and I’ve not heard from her. But I’ve had the time to consider things and suspect that I’ve misinterpreted where Angela was coming from in her admission of guilt to me that day.
You see, there are 2 kinds of “changes of heart.” One is a genuine recognition of wrong done and the desire to change for the better and to make things right. Usually, this entails confession of wrong, apology, correction, restitution made where possible, and a continuing, consistent change of attitude and conduct in the “new life.”
The other kind is where one may temporarily admit guilt and apologize just to escape consequences. I’m afraid we’re talking about this second “repentance.” Why? I haven’t heard from Angela since, she’s had the opportunity to get honest and change matters between us, and she hasn’t done so.
Angela, I believe you may have come to me after being unseated from the executive because you were recognizing that what was happening to you was a result of your wrongdoing. I believe you were under conviction of sin.
Why were you coming to that conclusion? Things weren’t going well for you since you came to my door bellowing after I had tried reasoning with you by letter about your “eyesore” property. At that time, I could hardly have gotten any nicer with you while discussing an obvious problem concerning us and the community. I could have avoided the negative expressions but I believe the Truth needs to be spoken with balance.
There is no electrical power without the negative charge, right? But the whole Truth does not sit well in our “progressive” culture permeating all aspects of society. Those brainsoiled by humanistic, anti-Judeo-Christian instruction are loath to hear or see any negative finger pointed their way. They can’t handle the Truth. I take it you’ve been raised and conditioned, as are many in such an unfortunate environment.
Why else would you have shouted at me on my doorstep and said, “You’re old enough. You should know better!”
It happens that I am older and do know better, and you, Angela, need to grow up and wiser. Why hasn’t the fact occurred to you that you’re the one who needs to know better? Not that age is any guarantee of understanding. “A hoary head is a crown of glory IF it be found in the way of understanding.” The world is filled with old fools.
Just so the community is aware of the facts and truth, I include my letter to you that provoked your ire and set the course for conflict between us:
The day came when you notified me you were applying to the MD of Willow Creek for permission to build a workshop for your welding business on your lot.
Though I was fairly certain the MD wouldn’t permit it if I objected, I let it happen. Why? Not sure. I was thinking that if your other neighbors had a problem with it, I’d let them do the complaining. Why should I always be the one to strive with neighbors, even if reasonably and legally so?
Here’s Angela’s letter to us asking for our support in her building project:
From: A suntjens
Sent: May 10, 2020 1:46 PM
To: victor@thepathoftruth.com
Subject: Howdy Neighbor
Afternoon Victor,
I hope the day is treating you well. I am emailing you update you on some changes next door and to humbly ask for your support. We will be pulling the train container out this week and we have applied for a permit to build a small garage on our property and so far all is well and we are in the final stages; so far so good, barring any objections from neighbors.
This change will offer me a safer, quieter, cleaner and healthier space to try and help support my family. I have found I am often quite anxious I am disturbing you since your visit, especially if I have work to do on Saturday (and I know you did specify it wasn’t to upset me but I would be lying if I said I didn’t develop some anxiety over it which is honestly silly of me because lawnmowers make the same noise my generator does but it is what it is). The benefit of the shop is that it should be much more soundproof, Ive also spent the money to get a small professional interior ventilation system that should also help mitigate that. The new garage will be farther from your property, insulated, and wired which will remove the need for my generator.
I would greatly appreciate your neighbourly support and if there are any problems, you know me, I am always more than willing to try and work with you.
Angela 🙂
[END]
Wow, just how was I to know she was always so willing to work with me? I’d find out.
My response to her request:
From: victor@thepathoftruth.com <victor@thepathoftruth.com>
Sent: May 10, 2020 3:48 PM
To: ‘A suntjens’
Cc: marilyn@harvesthaven.com
Subject: RE: Howdy Neighbor
Hi Angela,
Marilyn and I never did have a problem with your generator working, whether on Saturday or any other. I visited that one time only about one Saturday when we were expecting company, but only that day, not any other. Even then, it wouldn’t have been a big deal if you couldn’t accommodate us.
Of course, I would prefer we had a quiet Saturday, which is our Sabbath, when sitting outside, visiting, dining, sunning, etc., but we’re not troubled about it.
Lawnmowers are much noisier than your generator and we’re surrounded by them, aren’t we?
Seeing your garage will be an improvement for you and us from your present setup, mitigating noise and enhancing aesthetics, we’re in agreement. No worries.
I only hope my singing outside isn’t disturbing to you! ? I like the air and sunshine when practicing.
Perhaps you’re discussing this with your close neighbors Paul and Yvonne, as well? I’m sure they won’t mind.
Now that you’ve introduced an opportunity to discuss these sorts of things, I’ll tell you what concerns me some. It would be wonderful if you were to take advantage of the special potential your home has to be a veritable gem in Moon River, what with the unique house style, rolling topography, corner lot, setting, and significant investment in matured trees and shrubs. Huge potential for a dream property!
I sadly see an eyesore and a lot of value perishing right before our eyes. Know it or not, I’ve trained my water system on your property to help you in that regard on our border. Of course, I water for our benefit as well to enjoy healthier, more vibrant foliage on our borders.
I would LIKE to see your entire yard greatly enhanced because it can stand a significant improvement. I’m sure you’ll agree. What price beauty and aesthetics? Great spiritual and overall value in general health and well-being. Measured by money? Not at all. But acknowledged, it does take the dollars to do it, for sure. We wish you well in all this.
Thanks for your concern, Angela. I see you doing some cool work as an artisan. Marilyn and I have appreciated it.
Victor
END OF LETTER OF PROVOCATION
Within the hour of sending that email, Angela was on my doorstep.
Angela, you were livid, as a mother bear with cubs under threat. But I invited you into the house to talk, you refused to come in, and demanded I step outside my house and apologize to you for things I’d said. I refused to be bullied and chose to try and reason with you through the doorway.
You weren’t willing to discuss anything civilly and wouldn’t let me speak a word. Finally, I lost it with you and demanded that you leave our property. You even had the gall in your trespass to stick your phone in my face on my deck to video my angry reaction, as though I was guilty as sin and a threat to you. Who wouldn’t be angry with you?
As you were leaving in the driveway, you shouted, “And oh, by the way, God loves me!” (some such words)
Jimmy had his input as well, shouting at me, “You’re going to Hell!”
I wondered where those parting words came from, seeing there wasn’t a word spoken of God or spiritual/religious doctrine of any kind, not even a hint, not in this “conversation” or any other. Had you been keeping in mind my declaration to you years before that I was a man of God when you had asked me what I did?
So, tell me, Angela and Jimmy, how have you fared since that time? You decided to replace your roof. The entire roof was stripped all at once. Jimmy and his helper didn’t know what they were doing. Just at that time came a downpour such as I’ve rarely if ever seen in my 42 years in southern Alberta, coordinated with your house being without a roof, totally exposed. Tell me what the chances are of that. You told me your house was soaked through and through (or some such similar words). How has that water affected your house? What can you do about that?
So, you think God loves you, do you, Angela? And who told you that? Some false gospeler, perhaps? The Bible is explicit that there are those He loves and those He hates, Jacob and Esau for one example. Was that God’s love opening the heavens and pouring out a blessing you couldn’t contain, or was it His Wrath on you for cursing me as “the Devil”?
And what happened to Jimmy during this time? Who “went to Hell,” Jimmy? I’m told you broke your ankle working on the roof. We’re also told that God wouldn’t permit the surgeons to reset your broken bone(s) properly. It’s God Who determines all these things, don’t you know?
So, a broken leg, a stall on the roofing, diminished ability to work, medical complications, and so on. A bit inconvenient and discomforting, I’d say, wouldn’t you?
What’s Hell like? Have you not had enough? We’ve only seen the surface from a distance with barely any lines of communication. What makes up the submerged portion of the iceberg? I know it ain’t good.
It seems that perhaps you were “getting the message,” Angela, and when you were dismissed from the executive, you were getting “more message” and in distress, you came to me and “did the right thing” that you knew you should. I’m speculating here a bit, obviously, and if I’m wrong, you can correct me.
Only you better not try your former methods of doing so, or I’m liable to call the police on you this time. But I don’t believe I need to do that. I have the Judge of all things presiding over it. He has proven Himself Faithful, Just, and True all my life. No policeman can do what He can do to make things right, we all should know. Policemen are also in His hands to do His bidding.
You called the police on me, and for what? You admitted at the meeting that there was no reason for it. You also admitted that indeed, I could have justly called the police on you and didn’t. Corporal Kasperski came at your request, obligated to do his duty but found there was no good reason for it.
I find it so remarkable that within 2 weeks or so, Betty Benson also called the RCMP – 2 neighbors next door to us (“Surely the problem must have been with Victor,” right? And it was, but not as one might surmise). Corporal Kasperski had his day of service to two fearful women who had no cause to call, knew nothing, and understood even less.
Again, while Betty Benson called the police on me for no good cause, I could have reported Dell for threatening us. It’s on public record. How stupid and ignorant is making a public threat for all to witness? And what? You people are all going to Heaven when you die and Victor’s going to Hell? And for what? Trying to help both of you?
I’ve dealt publicly with the Bensons and I’m dealing with you now, Angela. I’m serving the Lord Jesus Christ and His Will and Law as His unworthy, but appointed servant. I’m speaking the Truth and you are speaking lies against me and abusing me. As Jesus said, “Whatever you do to the least of My brothers, you do to Me.”
Also, I’m not so naïve to think others haven’t sided with you people. My lot has been to have many enemies and I’m good with that. Jesus has promised such opposition and contradiction as we follow Him and do His bidding.
The Scriptures declare that “all those who live godly in Christ Jesus will suffer persecution.” So, you “Christians” out there – are you suffering persecution? Could it be you’re not living the godly lives you presume to live? Do people hate you for faithfully dressing up and “going to church” regularly and giving God lip service like good boys and girls? What other explanation is there for the harmony you experience with the world, according to the wording of that Scripture?
So, who’s in Heaven and who’s in Hell, people? Dare you to get honest and tell me? Your only hope is to tell the truth. There’s no other option for you.
Yes, the Lord does have my back, and that’s because “I have His Front.”
So, what other features of Hell are you two enjoying? At the 2022 AGM meeting, you and Jimmy attended. We sat at the front across the room from each other. Both of you occasionally stared at me with steady, dazed gazes for several seconds at a time. What’s going on? Where have we seen that before?
That was the day you volunteered to be on the executive again. The community accepted your offer. “Again,” I say because you had been president of the MRA. This was years ago when you first moved to Moon River. You quit after a short stint. I don’t know what reason you gave, possibly health-related. You’ve not been well all these years, have you, Angela? Whatever the reason, you quit.
I never did agree with your being on the executive. I didn’t believe you were a proper representation to the public and especially to the M.D. for Moon River, not that you’re worse than some others who have sullied this community over the decades according to my experience as somewhat mentioned in ISSUE #7, Historical Challenges at Moon River Estates.
There’s a problem with this community, likely a common one with similar communities. Moon River has a challenging time getting competent people on its executive boards. Why is that?
One, it’s voluntary, so, no pay – which can be good or bad, depending.
Two, it can be a thankless job, and often is. Only a minority of citizens may truly appreciate the volunteer executives’ work even when they work hard and do well. And let them mess up and it’s a hard road to receive community patience, understanding, and forgiveness.
Three, Moon River has had some bizarre societal idiosyncrasies and has been a pain to the M.D. in the past, partially because it’s a “city-slicker” hamlet in an agricultural setting and thus tends to have unsatisfactory expectations from the M.D. and others.
Four, it seems to attract some people who think rather highly of themselves, love the thought of some imaginary status (hence, horse paddocks, for example), look for speculative real estate profits, and get disappointed when things don’t quite go their way. Moon River has been a white elephant development from its beginnings. So, the residents’ attitudes taint their community. It ain’t easy for executives.
So, when naïve newcomers come in, like Victor Hafichuk (been there and have stories to tell going back to the 80s), Betty Benson, Angela Suntjens, and others, the community nominates and elects them. Flattered or not to be chosen, they experience the problems of the community and its expectations of them, the challenge of politics, and find out soon enough that the job calls for work, dedication, capability, competence, decent public relations, and… God forbid, sacrifice.
Tall order? Only a few are made for it. For the most part, people prefer to live their lives apart. They have enough problems and challenges in their own lives to deal with. What do they get for serving a community “for nothing” anyway? Most people are selfish, “too busy,” and insular. It’s the reality and human nature. People don’t realize that true reward comes not from serving themselves but from serving others, regardless of, and mostly without, pay.
Desperate, with nobody wanting the job, Moon River residents as beggars can’t be choosers. They’re prepared to take anyone but what they need to do is call for qualifications and worthiness to responsibly rule a hamlet. Anything else is sure to lead to difficulties. I’ve seen it. Yes, it happens everywhere, but if I can help it, it’s not going to happen here. Others should be of the same mind. The problem is, they’re not.
Angela, you’ve volunteered to be on the board but are you qualified? What makes you so presumptuous? Let me tell you that you have disqualified yourself on many fronts.
One, you can’t control yourself. If you can’t do that, how can you ever serve selflessly? You come storming to my house without cause or notice, illegally, unreasonably, even outrageously, and then expect to be an executive representing my interests or anyone else’s? I don’t think so.
Two, you’ve already volunteered once, were accepted, as president, no less, and you quit.
Three, you “donated” the Chubb, a fire wagon to the community, compliments of your father, I’m told. The community gladly accepted the thoughtful and potentially very useful gift, and volunteers such as Paul Graf, Les Hilliard, professionals in fire fighting, and others began to prepare this water wagon for service. Donations were collected from the community to pay for the expenses. Marilyn and I sold Harvest Haven strawberries and donated the profits to the project, which we thought belonged to Moon River at this point.
But then I hear that something offended you and you allegedly “repossessed” that which you had committed to the community. Is that what happened? And there sits your precious Chubb rotting in your yard. Look, if I’m in error in any of the details, and I can be, let me know and I’ll withdraw or correct and even apologize publicly if appropriate.
Am I right or wrong, Angela?
You stole from your community and now you want to rule it? How does that work? I’d like our money back, Angela. You owe to all those who contributed that which you took back from us in labor and financing. Have you no understanding or shame?
True, since that time, things have changed in our municipal district as to what is permitted for unofficial firefighting. However, that isn’t why we didn’t get to keep the Chubb.
Besides, I’d still keep it on hand to deal with a controllable fire in the few minutes before the Fort MacLeod firefighters arrive, a fire that could go out of control in minutes. I’d use it, illegal or not.
“Stupid is as stupid does.” When one can solve or prevent a serious problem from developing despite “regulations” or general protocol, and doesn’t do it, that person is a legalistic, ignorant idiot.
It’s the very kind of mentality that can be dangerous and tragic on the greater stage. For example, as displayed by Brigadier General Romeo Dallaire who obeyed the UN protocol despite the urgent need for unexpected on-the-spot decision-making and action in wisdom and practicality. He thus enabled an unintended great genocide in Rwanda of some 800,000 Tutsis. This, according to Major-General Lewis MacKenzie and others.
By the way, I spoke to Romeo Dallaire at the Lethbridge airport and he was adamant that he had made the right decisions. He came to that hardness of unreasonableness by being conditioned with small incidents such as ours in early life. So, are our possibly “insignificant” circumstances not worthy of serious consideration?
And we’re finding that today, in this crazy age of anti-Trumpers, we have an overwhelming share of those dreadful, dangerous, dimwit dummies. (Just a digression or unnecessary thought I’d toss in for some excitement.)
Four, Angela, seeing your property was in dire need of attention, I once gently suggested by letter that your home and its location had great potential for improvement, taking it from an eyesore (perfectly true and obvious) to something worthy to behold.
Imagine a Moon River tour bus driver going by your place and announcing to his passengers that the President of Moon River Estates (or for that matter, any one of the executives) lives there. What would the passengers or clients searching for real estate opportunities think of that? Can you imagine? You can guess.
And when I reported you to the M.D. after enduring and capitulating to your wishes, even demands, for a time, observing the mess, nothing happened, except that it only got worse, much worse, as I predicted it would (no prophet needed there).
Your ditch, for which you are responsible, has been filled with incessant, ugly heaps of dog crap where Jimmy would lead your dogs to be relieved. Besides the sight being awful, lined up right to our boundary. Andy and Leah Dormaar’s kids, Stan and Erica Cox’s kids, and others play in the ditches, they ride their bikes in them. They wouldn’t dare make more than one pass in yours.
You shouldn’t be abusing your community’s and the M.D.’s public property in your care that way. You think you can govern the hamlet council when you can’t manage your own yard? If you can’t even manage your own ditch, what makes you think you can wisely make decisions affecting a community? You should know better, but you don’t.
Five, you publicly called me “the Devil,” bad-mouthed me to the community, and even scolded the neighbors for not siding with you against me. Yes, you admitted it and apologized some, for which I thanked and commended you, but seeing you’ve gone no further to reconciliation for many months, I’m supposed to trust you on the board that takes responsibility for my needs and represents me as a member of this community? Say again?
Six, you have issued a letter notice, a first step for legal procedure warning Marilyn and me and anyone to do with us to stay off your property. Here’s the letter:
—–Original Message—–
From: A suntjens
Sent: July 31, 2020, 9:14 PM
To: victor@thepathoftruth.com
Subject: Written notice
Victor and Marilyn,
This is your written notice as required by law: To Marilyn and Victor Hafichuck and to any/all residents/family members that reside in/on your property; on behalf of all landowners of this private land at 216 Moon River Dr, Moon River Estates, that you are not permitted access to this land for any reason. No trespassing signs will be put up; any further access on our land from this date forward will be taken as a direct and knowing violation of this no trespassing warning.
There is absolutely no need to respond to this email, in fact any replies or further complications either in email, in person or written form will be forwarded to the appropriate legal channels.
Signed;
Angela Suntjens
James Lamirand
Walter & Adeline Suntjens
As far as I know, the letter stands and I would not permit anyone of our friends or visitors to touch your property, not that we have done or intended any evil or illegality at any time in these past nearly 5 years. You know there was never a cause for your letter, yet you leave it in effect. Have you forgotten? I doubt it. Yet, you conducted yourself with Marilyn at an executive meeting at Dormaar’s before you were dismissed from the executive in May as though we were in good standing with you.
And by the way, this letter was not only from Angela and Jimmy but also from her parents, Walter & Adeline Suntjens. I have something to say to them as well. I once saw Angela do a FB post crediting her father for “making me the person I am today.” You may have made her a good artisan design welder, I don’t know, but I’m not impressed with your handiwork in raising your daughter, adoptive or otherwise, as a decent person. Are you impressed? She seems to be impressed with herself.
Angela, in one fell swoop, you trashed all the goodness coming your way from me. When you first moved here, the long ditch grass on the south side of your property was overgrown. I mowed it, without your asking or permission. That was before you began to relieve your dogs in it. Getting stuck and sliding on the steep, grassy slope, Steve and Marquise saw my dilemma, came forth, pushed me onward, smiled, left and I went on to get the job done. I don’t recall hearing a word about it from you. If I did, excuse this remark.
I partially pointed my borderline sprinkler heads along your dry, thirsting, and dying trees and shrubs, seeing you weren’t watering them. I also pruned some of your greenery crossing our property line to help it out and make it look better for us, too. You didn’t notice or care.
These favors and good gestures were blown away in one harmless phrase of my letter couched among many complimentary ones, but oh, how the selfish, spoiled, narcissistic heart despises well-intentioned, helpful truths, taking them as assaults on one’s dignity, so far as to devour itself, ironically enough. That’s the tragic price the godless heart pays for defending its worthless pride.
I could go on, couldn’t I? I think this is more than ample, testing the patience of some readers and tickling the ears of others with some controversy and substantial gossip material. But mostly, providing godly instruction on both mundane and spiritual matters to those who have a heart for it.
However, there is more I must say. The saga continues to this day. Since Allan Jacobs withdrew from being a director on the executive, Andy Dormaar suggested that they ask you to join as a director, after all. According to the minutes, Annette Tompkins moved to approach you, and my wife, of all people, Marilyn, seconded it.
I thought, “What’s this? God has removed Angela from the executive and now my wife agrees to bring her back? Could it be that this hasn’t been thought through?”
Or is it to prove to you that despite your abuse of us in several ways, we have no ill will toward you? Yes, I’m speaking frank and direct things to you, but you can’t accuse us of ill will because we are speaking the Truth. We do want better things for you and everyone else. You really have nothing to justify being upset with me.
The problem with this humanistic society is that it expects us to be unrealistical, friendly to a fault, not allowing for any objective, honest, profitable, necessary dialogue. Isn’t that why you so despised my very friendly letter (quoted above) to you and were enraged over a tiny portion of it that you took with “grave assault”?
Here I am, having to write you this letter and post it publicly for all to learn the facts and be instructed in the ways of Life. So, much good comes of this event, after all. That’s how God works! He weaves both “good” and “evil” for the ultimate good of all. That’s my God, our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ, Who suffered evil for all our sakes that we might eventually partake of His Glory and Riches. Amazing!
You can also believe and commit yourself to Him. It’s your only hope. No need to despair. He’s anyone’s only True Hope.
I believe that unless there’s an earth-shattering and Heaven-shaking dramatic change, you, with your stance, record, and disposition, should not presume to have the privilege or honor of being an executive of the Moon River Association.
Just who do you think you are? Jimmy boasted that you had or were in the process of getting a PhD. So, that’s supposed to qualify you for leadership and decent standing in society? Marxist Islamist Barack Hussein Obama, without any accomplishment of the smallest value to humanity, and the late Yassir Arafat, a bloodthirsty Jew-hating Marxist Islamist terrorist, one with much blood on his hands, received the Nobel Peace Prize, no less. How incredible, contradictory, and insane is that?
What does that tell you about men’s awards and credentials? We can name thousands of “Doctors” who have nothing to offer humanity. On the contrary, humanity needs to be protected from them. Take “Dr.” Fauci, for a terrible and tragic example. Take for another example, Jordan Peterson and his family who suffer vicious persecution and severe injustice at the hands of a cabal of doctors.
So, what does all this have to do with God, with loving God and neighbor as yourself, the Two Great Commandments? EVERYTHING, that’s all. EVERYTHING, no less.
If I tell you that God has my back and I’m right, and you’ve had a taste of that, then everyone needs to take warning and seriously listen up. If I’m wrong, nobody needs to pay me any attention; no worries. Not saying you’re right; just saying if I’m not right. But I provide you with evidence, much evidence to substantiate my declarations. What do you all have?
None of you must listen to me. Perish, as you wish. Frankly, I’ve come to a place where I don’t give a damn. Do what you will and we’ll soon see who’s vindicated. With those who have eyes to see and ears to hear, we have seen it, do see it, and will see much more. God says so.
Victor Hafichuk
Update, December 12, 2024, a reply from Angela Suntjens via eMail:
From: Angela Suntjens
Sent: December 12, 2024 8:30 PM
To: victor@thepathoftruth.com
Subject: Error
Victor,
I am addressing this issue, like you said, if you were wrong I should correct you.
Chubb was never removed from the community. Due to liability reasons and requests from officials we couldn’t form an ‘official’ brigade for Moon River but as Paul and Les could tell you, is still on standby to protect Moon River. It is under my ownership but available to those that have trained with it. It is not sitting and rotting, you are again mistaken… just this past year we bought a new tank as the old one suffered a crack after the fire and we improved the mounting system. It is parked out of the way but in a spot that makes it easy to hook onto it and pull out of the yard.
I am not speaking to the rest of the matter in this email. I would be delighted to meet with you to discuss what you’ve said in your post.
Angela
From: Angela Suntjens
Sent: December 12, 2024 8:44 PM
To: victor@thepathoftruth.com
Subject: Addition
Furthermore, Chubb was never given to the community, money was raised to help with the costs of the upkeep and the maintenance and the safety upgrades that were suggested by Les. All of that money went into the rig. There was never anything stating that Chubb would become the communities, I’m sorry that you are confused. The fire trailer and the truck that pulls it are under my ownership, as previously stated. And if you so wish, I will give you $100 so that you feel better about my “taking your money” for your good deed with the strawberries. I do have original paperwork stating that I have received donations and I am sure a search of the Moon River Facebook page will also support my claim. Others donated and did not think they were receiving the fire trailer, so I am sure if you asked some of the residents, they would agree.
As stated previously, I would be more than happy to meet with you.
From: Victor Hafichuk <victor@thepathoftruth.com>
Sent: December 12, 2024 8:43 PM
To: ‘Angela Suntjens’
Cc: marilyn@harvesthaven.com <marilyn@harvesthaven.com>
Subject: RE: Error
Hi Angela,
Just logged on and found your fresh note.
We’re busy for the next few days but we’re thankful to hear from you and more than happy to meet to discuss whatever is necessary and fruitful.
Would you like to post this, your note, under Issue 18? If so, go for it and if there’s anything I can reply to, I’ll do it. I’m thankful for what you’ve informed me of the Chubb.
From: Angela Suntjens
Sent: December 12, 2024 8:53 PM
To: Victor Hafichuk <victor@thepathoftruth.com>
Subject: Re: Error
Victor,
Good evening,
I think emailing and stating the facts about Chubb is more than sufficient, you noted that if you were wrong I should correct you, and you would apologize. Am I wrong to assume that the issue will be clarified/included publicly, as the original post was. If my assumption is erroneous, please feel free to let me know.
I am also busy on and off for the next two weeks, but would be more than happy to find a time that works for you and Marilyn to have a frank conversation about your post and any other pertinent issues. I hadn’t realized that my not reaching out again was going to be taken as an alteration of my intention when we had our original discussion.
Shall I email again at the start of the year and see what your availability is like (Maybe the first or second week of January)? Let me know if that works and I will follow up.
Angela.
From: Victor Hafichuk <victor@thepathoftruth.com>
Sent: December 12, 2024 10:04 PM
To: ‘Angela Suntjens’
Cc: marilyn@harvesthaven.com
Subject: RE: Error
I would like to post all of this correspondence at the Monocle, including my replies. I’ll be glad to correct any misinformation or misunderstanding and apologize. It’s only right to do so publicly as with the original post. Thanks, Angela.
When you’re free to meet with us to discuss the rest, email me and we can set up a time. I don’t mind meeting in person. I think that would be important; however, I would also like to correspond by email or Monocle so that there’s a record for useful and important reference.
If you wish, I can answer on the Chubb or anything you’ve said here for starters, and we can cover the rest as arranged. That would be great.
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From: Angela Suntjens
Sent: December 13, 2024 3:21 PM
To: Victor Hafichuk <victor@thepathoftruth.com>
Cc: marilyn@harvesthaven.com
Subject: Re: Error
Good afternoon,
I would very much appreciate you addressing the misinformation about Chubb and apologizing on the Monocle. I agree with you, it’s only right to do so publicly.
Another further addition, while you seem to have stated that I didn’t do much for the community during my (admittedly) short term as president, I am informing you that it was me who approached the MD and got the blue location signs for every residence because it increased visibility of addresses for first responders. I also went Claresholm and approached the MD about the water issue with members of the board. Not that I need that to be known, but I thought it prudent to mention that I did do things.
Angela
From: Victor Hafichuk <victor@thepathoftruth.com>
Date: Sun, Dec 15, 2024 at 3:02 PM
Subject: Re: Error
To: Angela
Cc: Marilyn Hafichuk <marilyn@harvesthaven.com>
Angela, you have me there about the Chubb. I’m glad you clarified things. I had heard from someone that there was a lively disagreement between you and the firefighters, you being upset about something that happened, that they did, or “should have done” while working with the water wagon.
I was easily persuaded of the nature of the story due to the experience I’d already had with your disposition and entirely unwarranted violent reaction on my very doorstep to my letter to you. And I hadn’t heard of any resolution between y’all concerning the water wagon.
I had no direct or definite information or confirmation of anything. I listened to that one side of the story from one person, believed it, went with it, and here we are. Not entirely good. I don’t know what occurred and how for sure, and I spoke. True or not, my bad. For that, I apologize.
You know the whole truth of what all happened. The men know the whole truth of what happened. I feel no need to persuade anyone of something, even if true. I’ll leave that with y’all. Without confirmation of anything, either way, I apologize here and now.
If anyone wants to verify, confirm, or add to this, you’re welcome to do so at this page of the #18 post in the comments section provided. On my part, lesson taken and remembered.
The point is whether the MR community still had free access to the Chubb after investing in it with the same agreement that you and the firefighters had when the deal was first struck.
If the Chubb is freely and capably “in use” by the community, sitting still or “fired up,” keep my money and everyone else’s donations. Who cares? Nobody. What matters more is the principle of the thing.
But something did happen, didn’t it, Angela?
As to the water wagon, I used figurative language for the most part when I said, “And there sits your precious Chubb rotting in your yard.” Yet, the possibility and likelihood of the literal meaning can’t be ignored. Time and elements take their toll.
You can’t blame me for doubting your storage or maintenance methods when the condition of your entire property is considered. For one small example of many, take the vehicle with flat tires that’s been in your driveway for as long as I can remember. You well know that everything in your yard screams neglect and deterioration. How do you argue with that? The Chubb is part of the whole.
If the water wagon is still in operation, I have some suggestions for storage. One, block it up to save the tires, and two, cover it to save the tank and all vulnerable parts from deterioration by the elements. After all, you want it in efficient operating condition and ready to go when the crisis comes.
But the Chubb isn’t the issue in any case. You know that, and are straining out gnats while swallowing a camel. Your pride and sin are the issue. You are deflecting the focus onto me. I was hoping for better things from you, but it isn’t happening, is it?
Angela, this isn’t at all about correcting technicalities as you require of me. It’s about a change of attitude and doing the right. There’s a great difference between mistakes and wrong, like night and day. You fault me for mistakes to deflect the necessary attention on your wrongness.
However, “hope springs eternal,” as Pope wrote. Let’s try to move in the right direction before God and neighbor. When the will and morality are engaged, technicalities will take care of themselves.
Till we hear from you again,
Victor
From: Victor Hafichuk <victor@thepathoftruth.com>
Date: Sun, Dec 15, 2024 at 3:04 PM
Subject: Re: Error
To: Angela
Cc: Marilyn Hafichuk <marilyn@harvesthaven.com>
Angela, I’ve addressed the Chubb issue. As to the activities you refer to in this letter, you won’t find me referring to your first year as president. I was only speaking of this last year in office when you were vice president.
Concerning the location signs, I had heard that Janice Amann was taking credit for bringing them in. Perhaps it was her idea, she brought it to the MRE and y’all requested the signs from the M.D.. No matter. I wasn’t talking about your first year in the MRE. That also goes for the water issue.
Victor
Issue #17: Be Sure Your Sin Will Find You Out
For those of you who have already red this issue there has been an update here.
The purpose of the Moon River Monocle is to speak God’s Mind and alert my neighbors and others of wrongdoing and wrong thinking. It is to identify those attitudes, speech, and actions with which God is not pleased. Men may love those things or think nothing of them. Not so with God. He will have His Way and His Will known.
We never escape the effects of our ubiquitous selfish deeds, whereby we hurt ourselves and others. As the Scriptures declare:
“…and be sure your sin will find you out” (Numbers 32:23 KJV).
A few of our fellowship gathered on November 1, 2024, and talked earnestly about the reality of the proverbial “elephant in the room.” We all know how we can have thoughts about things that people are often reluctant to discuss openly and honestly. Some or all may sense the presence of that large, pervasive, grey bully. But few are willing to speak up.
Discerning comedians can have a picnic with that monster. I digress some, but I couldn’t resist. After all, comics have a heyday with human nature’s hypocrisy and dishonesty. I’m just not trying to be funny. It’s my job to deal with reality head-on, though I admire the funny guys who are perceptive and able to sneak through the message and powerfully hit home the truth.
Human common reaction and custom is to ignore the elephant, mask our countenances, and act “polite” or naïve. I think the Canadian tradition is notoriously famous worldwide for being polite, apologetic, and “nice.” That reputation may not be so virtuous.
But aren’t we to be kind and considerate of one another? “If you don’t have anything nice to say, don’t say anything at all,” was “Mommy’s” famous saying not long ago.
Isn’t it true that letting elephants live in the room is often driven not by respect for neighbor, the professed, sanctimonious reason, but by straight-up cowardice, bullshit, and self-preservation? By that standard, you may well wonder if Canada isn’t an unusually dishonest and hypocritical nation.
Our group also discussed the serious need and practicality of honesty, transparency, and frankness wherever we were, whenever the opportunity or challenge arose and called for it.
We agreed that from this time forward, we would try to muster the courage to address such elephants wherever we encounter them, no matter how uncomfortable it might be for us and others. Controversial, opposing religious, medical, racial, social, economic, and political topics and disagreements are common. But what is the Truth? We need to arm ourselves with elephant guns and learn how to use them. There’s no shortage of prey. That’s not to say that we don’t have our elephants to identify and do away with. We’re all guilty.
In our present national climate, haven’t we experienced such discomfort mushrooming with our recent divisive policies of leftist government doctrine and aggressive religious and “progressive” stances in our everyday lives? In the tyranny of social division, censorship, and suppression of freedom of expression, we are all being trampled by a giant herd of stampeding elephants. Shoot! Time to load and fire.
How remarkable that within seven days of our discussion, my wife and I experienced such an “elephantine” situation when we visited Gina Breitkreuz and her silent partner. So soon and unexpectedly was I put to the test! Would I follow through on our agreement or would I cower?
I’ve been a coward in such situations countless times. So have we all. I didn’t want to be there anymore, running and hiding, and so I decided I had to act. I spoke up. It’s the only way.
I seemed to recognize Gina. “Gina, have we met? Don’t I know you from somewhere?” I asked. She seemed to get tense and sense something as well but wasn’t interested in going there. I knew it had been an unpleasant experience with her.
No matter. I was determined to continue to be true to the week-young commitment to address the elephant wherever possible and necessary. I also knew Gina hadn’t been innocent.
Suddenly, my memory kicked in. In 2002, 22 years ago, I recalled renting a house from Gina on behalf of a widow, Ingrid Nicolay, and her 3 young, single orphan daughters arriving in Canada. The house rental didn’t go pleasantly. I reminded Gina of that event and told her it had left a sour taste in my mouth. She had not been very understanding, merciful, or fair about it at that time. I had tried to negotiate a fair deal but she had my money and there was nothing much I could do about it.
To ease the tension, I continued, “I haven’t had any resentment concerning all this…” (or had I?) when she adversarially interjected with words something like, “Yet, you remember all this after 22 years…”
I took her interjection to mean that she accused me of being resentful, after all. My immediate, defensive reply was, “Because someone remembers something unpleasant doesn’t necessarily mean it’s with resentment.” True enough.
However, I’ve considered Gina’s supposition to see if I might give her the benefit of the doubt. I concluded her statement to be accusatory and fault-finding. No justification or credit for her there.
Gina was naturally and visibly upset with the confrontation. After all, how many people take their elephant guns and shoot the elephant in the room, especially while in another’s home, and for the first time?
But if she wasn’t guilty of anything, what was there to be afraid of? Why not seek reconciliation? What would there be to lose? What’s loving your money worth? What’s loving your neighbor as yourself worth? Did she know she had disadvantaged a widow and three young single orphans? I don’t know; I don’t remember. I do know there wasn’t a fair play bone in her body. And twenty-two years hadn’t changed anything.
And does time play a role? Isn’t it believed by the religious and those who believe in an afterlife that judgment comes when people die? So, won’t it come before they die? Why not? Who says? I’ve seen it happen all the time. See the trouble and torment etched in the visages and souls of those who refuse to face reality and love their neighbor. Heaven and hell are both here in the present as well as in the future. Judgment is ever at work. God judges in Heaven and Earth, all the time.
We all say, “What goes around comes around,” don’t we? I don’t believe that the effect of any wrongdoing disappears and fades into nonexistence by itself. There’s far too much evidence to the contrary. All wrongdoing and shortfalls must be acknowledged, addressed, and reconciled sooner or later. Surely, this is the Law of the God I know and have walked with for over a half-century now.
Folks, it’s all in the despised, conscience-pricking, “written-in-stone” Bible.
“Oh, but God loves me. He forgives, that’s what Jesus is all about!”
You may say some true things, but you’ve got it all wrong, just wrong enough to perish in your sins, misapplying truths to escape your culpability.
I have recently solemnly considered that I need to speak when circumstances and people arise from the past that haven’t been dealt with. “Loose ends,” we call them. I shall tie up loose ends, so help me God, and not be afraid of conflict and what people think. “Fear of man brings a snare,” the Scriptures declare. Surely, this is so.
Jesus also said to His disciples, “Whose sins you forgive, they are forgiven, and whose sins you retain, they shall be retained.” This is the heritage of the saints. How awesome!
If you want to be forgiven your sins against me, come and talk to me, and let’s resolve this – it’s the best thing you can do. And if I am guilty of any sin against you and don’t consider or remember, please, please, please do talk to me. I’m eager to restore and compensate for any wrongs I’ve done to anyone.
If God judges you to have a case, I pray He will give me the grace to come clean and to set you and me free, even in those places we didn’t even realize we were suffering. I don’t want to suffer, and I don’t want you to suffer, consciously or unconsciously. Do you? How stupid would that be? Let’s not be stupid. Let’s love God and our neighbors as ourselves.
After all, what other option do we have? As I’ve heard said a few times, “Karma’s a bitch.” And she sure is. But we are her inspiration and cause for being there. Know that there’s hope. She needn’t win or torment forever. Get honest, and deal with the issue, no matter how new or old, weak or strong, and she’s gone for good, forever defeated. And God will faithfully restore and replenish.
I’ve spoken here on my behalf, but I’m also speaking for all. There’s nobody who isn’t subject to the Truth and very few, if any, who haven’t been hurt by selfish conduct. Cut the selfishness; time’s up.
Watch those who endeavor to do what’s right. See their end. And watch the wicked fall and get blown away as chaff in the wind. That’s the way it is.
Before making an intended public post, I decided to privately contact Gina and try to reason with her as kindly as possible. My letter to her:
From: Victor Hafichuk <victor@thepathoftruth.com>
Sent: November 11, 2024 10:53 AM
To: ‘Johnjameskramer
Cc: ‘marilyn@harvesthaven.com’ <marilyn@harvesthaven.com>
Subject: RE: Resolution and Genuine Friendship, If You Will
Hi John, and particularly Gina,
Thank you for your hospitality when Marilyn and I visited you last Thursday morning at your home.
For a few minutes, Gina, I brought up a controversial subject between us when I suddenly remembered who you were and what happened between us back in 2002 with our rental event.
My intention or desire was not to strive. But that’s not all, interestingly enough. Coincidentally, just days before, I and our companions had discussed the need for being open and honest with everyone, friend and stranger alike. We determined to address the ‘elephants in the room’ with one another and everyone else, as difficult as that may be, not for conflict but for satisfactory resolution for all concerned.
Truly, there are herds of elephants with everyone everywhere. We are often afraid to broach a topic that might cause any controversy, uncomfortability, or temporary unpleasantry, such as, for example, ‘religion’ and politics, right? We’d rather put it away and continue the small talk on a superficial plane.
The problem is that we never gain any ground to resolve issues and offenses, deal with misunderstandings, and go on to establish meaningful relationships on any level. Some will say of superficiality, ‘That’s life,’ and go on hiding and ignoring matters, personal, business, or otherwise.
But after some sincere discussion, we unanimously concluded that such an approach, or lack thereof, was death, not life, serving no constructive purpose, and so we decided to serve life by Truth, honesty, frankness, and most importantly, genuine concern for our neighbor, despite our feelings and fears. I believe these things are framed in the Bible as, ‘Love your neighbor as yourself.’
You may likely have suggested I was resentful about that rental event, so I assumed, and I did make the point that because someone remembers an unpleasant experience from so long ago didn’t necessarily mean there was resentment. And we left it at that, yet unresolved in my mind, and I think, yours, as well.
Thinking back on our brief and tense conversation, whether I was resentful, unforgiving, or offended, I thought it would be best for us to sit down and talk, face to face, and see if we might help one another, whether I help you, you help me, or both.
Don’t you think that would be a good idea? I have to admit I had found that 2002 event very unpleasant and concluded that we met again for good reason, determined from above, for the opportunity to clear the air.
While it is said that “time heals all wounds,” by experience we have all learned that we need to make the effort to change our minds about offenses, get honest with one another, look for one another’s good, make restitution however possible, and forgive one another. I don’t believe for a moment that time can ever do the job. You said, “You remembered after all that time?” Yes, you’re right – time didn’t erase the memory or even the unpleasantry. It did hurt.
Are you willing and able to meet on this issue, if not for your sake, at least mine? I know we can both resolve this matter together if there’s a will to do so. I dearly hope so, Gina. Can we create a friendship? Not by keeping things swept under the rug or trying to forget, but by genuinely caring for the other party and making the effort to make things right. Wouldn’t that be a wonderful thing? No more living shortchanged by memories of unpleasantry, but in present, abiding peace.
Should you accept the proposal to meet, I’d like Marilyn and John to be present, too. I think it would only be right that spouses are included, I’m sure you’ll agree. Hoping to hear from you soon, God willing. Thank you.
Victor Hafichuk
In 3 days, Gina replied, quite as expected, I’m sorry to say, but, I tried. She wrote:
From: breitkreutzg
Sent: November 14, 2024 10:57 AM
To: victor@thepathoftruth.com
Subject: RE: Resolution
NO.
You seem to have mistaken ourselves, our home, and our email address as a platform for your Feelings.
Further contact of any kind is not welcome
END OF HER LETTER
Gina has coldly brushed aside my attempt to negotiate peace and goodwill between us. Moon River citizen Maas Brink once succinctly defined his preferred version of “love your neighbor as yourself,” which people choose with hard hearts. “Look, I’ve seen your stuff on the net. I don’t want any of your bullshit. Let’s just be good neighbors and keep it that way, okay?” (Similar words). He resents my direct identification with the Lord Jesus Christ on the Moon River Community FB Page and ThePathofTruth.com, and it troubles him.
I declare myself a spokesperson for the Lord, not self-proclaimed but by His Divine Appointment. I know the majority will call me mad, a fool, a deceiver, a glory-seeker, whatever.
My critics include nonbelievers and especially “Christian” churchgoers. But you Bible readers out there, consider: Did you ever notice how God commanded that Israel stone false prophets? Many prophets were stoned to death in those days and since.
The interesting thing is that it wasn’t the false ones God’s people stoned or beheaded, but the true prophets, often thinking they did God service, as Jesus and true prophets, apostles, and teachers declared. We find a sparse record of any false teachers being stoned. How incredibly interesting is that?
So, following the historical, social, and religious traditions and customs of men, I can count on Gina being defended and exonerated by the world while it stones me for heresy, radicalism, mean-spiritedness, injustice, bullying, and making “mountains of molehills.”
In my defense, not that I feel I need to defend myself for my sake, I speak that the readers of the Moon River Monocle and ThePathofTruth.com might hear the Truth in principle and substance. Only by the Truth will they find their way out of darkness and guilt of injustice into the Light that sets paths straight and delivers them from all wrongdoing. I defend myself for your sake, not mine.
I speak in the Name of the Lord Jesus Christ, that despised and most infamous Name of all to those who don’t know Him. And to the religious, I say what Isaiah declared 2800 years ago and what Jesus Christ had to say 2000 years ago and still says today:
“You hypocrites, well did Isaiah prophesy of you, saying, these people draw near to Me with their mouth and honor Me with their lips, but their heart is far from Me. But in vain they do worship Me, teaching for doctrines the commandments of men” (Matthew 15:7-9).
Victor Hafichuk
November 2024
I alerted Gina of this post with the following email:
From: Victor Hafichuk
Date: 2024-11-30 10:49 PM (GMT-07:00)
To: Gina
Cc: marilyn@harvesthaven.com
Subject: FYI
Gina, for your information, I have posted our situation description and correspondence on the Moon River Monocle: https://www.moonrivermonocle.com/category/2024-november/
God willing, since you requested it, you’ll not be receiving any more correspondence from me unless you ask for and need it. You may reply at the MRM if you wish. If necessary, I will reply to you there.
Victor Hafichuk
She replied:
From: breitkreutzg
Sent: December 3, 2024 4:31 PM
To: Victor Hafichuk
Subject: Re: FYI
Our email was given to you for the sole purpose of the water co-op.
You abused that privilege and are continuing to do so after I very clearly stayed that any further contact from you is NOT welcome.
Yet here you are contacting me again.
ANY FURTHER CONTACT FROM YOU IS NOT WELCOME. CEASE AND DESIST.
[END]
It appears that Gina didn’t read my note to her acknowledging her desire for no more direct contact by email but also promising not to contact her again unless necessity dictated otherwise.
There it is, a representative example of how people with hardened, selfish hearts refuse to reason, and face issues that can lead to justice, peace, and goodwill for all parties, not only those involved in a matter but everyone. It’s not money, but Love “that makes the world go round.”
Why everyone? I see there’s no peace in Gina’s countenance. Full of fear and contempt for potential justice and equity, she refuses to come to the light. So, how can a fearful person ever deal successfully with anyone? All will walk away dissatisfied if not offended by her spirit and attitude.
You are hurting everyone, Gina, everywhere you go and in everything you do. Thus says the Lord. An apt Scripture:
New Living Translation
“All who do evil hate the light and refuse to go near it for fear their sins will be exposed. But those who do what is right come to the light so others can see that they are doing what God wants.”
Another Scripture that comes to mind:
New Living Translation
“The wicked run away when no one is chasing them, but the godly are as bold as lions.”
But is Gina’s conduct much different from most others? The whole world is teeming with fearful, selfish, unrepentant people. In the Name of Truth, in the Name of the Lord Jesus Christ, I declare these things to warn. God is not pleased with such conduct and unless people repent (change their minds and attitudes), they will be destroyed. God is finished winking.
Victor Hafichuk
Issue #16: An Offense Against God, the Community, and Me
My apologies to all. I’m breaking promises again, it seems. Angela Suntjens is put on the back burner again, though I intend to post more on her soon.
Meanwhile, I’d like to report on another incident people in Moon River Estates and around the world can learn from.
Mike Petty – Your Offense Against God, the Moon River Community, and Me
This letter is intended for the benefit of the community, yet another learning opportunity on how we ought to conduct ourselves with our neighbors in attitude, word, and action.
Mike, about one year ago, you and I had an incident that was unpleasant and revealed your selfishness generally, as well as in this community, and with me specifically.
Granted, by nature people are selfish, me included, some more so than others.
Fruits indeed tell the tree. It’s also true that those fruits become manifest for all to see. While witnessing evil with others, most may not wish to speak up, whether out of fear or lack of concern, interest, or bearing a sense of guilt for their own shortfalls.
However, there comes a time when God raises someone to speak up. That time is now for me. God has appointed me to tell the people their sins (Isaiah 58:1). Yes, it’s true. And who can differ with me or Him? On what basis?
Here’s what I have perceived with you, Mike. I’ll describe the incident we had. You and I are two of several people who have enjoyed the walk carved out in our prairie landscape voluntarily and freely by thoughtful, community-minded, considerate persons for the residents and others to enjoy.
On one of those days, after you returned from your walk with your dogs, you were at the turnaround at the bottom of the hill and parked on the opposite side of the dumpsters. As I returned from my walk, I spotted you in your vehicle pointing toward the dumpsters with a long stick. You didn’t say a word at first. It was very strange. I looked at the dumpsters and saw a folding aluminum stepladder someone had stuffed in one of the bins. The lid was barely closed to contain the ladder, though it was locked.
What a peculiar event! I have to believe it was a set up from above.
You and I engaged in a brief conversation as to what was going on. You took a picture of it and I assumed you were going to report it to Judith Kulig as an abuse of the garbage disposal rules of members. I looked at the ladder and said, “Well, why the waste? If whoever it was didn’t want it, perhaps someone could use it if there’s nothing wrong with it.”
We were able to pry it out of the dumpster. Sure enough. It seemed to be a useful and quality ladder. It was a mystery as to who would trash it, but there it was. Possibly, someone in the community could explain.
Now, I hadn’t immediately considered it for myself, probably because I already had similar ladders. Before there was time to discuss what to do with it, you grabbed it, saying, “Hey, excellent idea! I could use it to wash a window I can’t reach. Thanks, ‘ol buddy.” You immediately put it in your vehicle or went home and soon returned to get it – I don’t recall which. I don’t think you messaged Judith, the apparent supervisor of the garbage disposal, but I don’t know.
I, being slow on the uptake, looked back on the incident and thought, “There’s Mike. Yes, he’s the one who first spotted it, and I suppose assumed, ‘Finders keepers; I found it first, so I’ll take it’.” Not for a moment did you consider that, seeing I countered trashing the ladder and suggested it be used, perhaps I was equally entitled to it. No coin tossed, no discussion, no offer for me to own it.
Not that I wanted it so much, for 2 reasons. As I said, I already had similar ladders, and at the time, given the circumstances, I didn’t really know what the right thing to do with it would be, so I wasn’t too interested, and here was a guy who said he had a use for it and would take it.
But the event stuck in my head thereafter. How is it that Mike grabbed the ladder without any consideration for me or anyone else, perhaps even the original owner? I was annoyed.
Mike, you’ve been quick to claim benefits in the community but very slow to credit or share those benefits with others, especially those who have served and do serve.
I thought, “This is the kind of attitude I’m called to address, this selfish disregard for one’s neighbor.” Furthermore, did you ever participate as a willing volunteer in anything in Moon River Estates? You and your wife never attend Moon River Association meetings to discuss community issues. You have never served on the executive.
Being a member of the private Aqua Luna irrigation water association, never once have you offered to help volunteers manage or service the system.
No volunteer gets paid for their voluntary services but the usual few are there to ensure, without objection and seldom a word of complaint, that the system runs smoothly for the 30 members like Mike – people freely serving as mechanics, plumbers, electricians, grunt laborers, inspectors of the equipment, purchasers, pumps, pump shack, motors, filters, intake, valves, lines, etc. Not to mention the executive of Aqua Luna who take the time to manage the paperwork of the system and organization, people like the Grafs, for instance.
I commend and thank those who have willingly served without expecting pay or even appreciation, it seems, people like Paul and Yvonne, Allan and Michelle Jacobs, Maas and Tinie Brinks, Aaron and Dianne Hearne, Jay and Judith Pearson, Rene Barendregt, Les and Wendy Hilliard, Steve and Marquise Harris, Andy and Leah Dormaar, John and Isabelle VanderMerwe, Gerry and Valerie Prefontaine, those on the executive, Richard and Tracy Steeves (the “pathmakers,” with help?), Stan Cox, Erica Larson, Darren and Joan Kronlund, and others, who along with their supportive and sacrificing, though not visibly active, spouses. I expect there are “unsung heroes” and perhaps some undeserving mentions (God knows the hearts and rewards accordingly).
And there you are, Mike, not lifting a finger in anything in Moon River, not Aqua Luna or anything else, like even the annual volunteer garbage cleanup. Don’t get me wrong, you’re not the only such one but now I address you for the sake of others who also need to hear these things. Perhaps I’m not aware of many things but if I’m wrong, please correct me and I’ll gladly, publicly acknowledge my error and apologize, no problem. I can only honestly say I’m not aware of anything you do or have done for this community. Do you consider for a moment that anyone has done anything for you over the many years you’ve been here?
A note on Aqua Luna: Surely you realize we all, including those who voluntarily labor to manage and maintain the system, pay an equal amount in membership fees, so what makes you so privileged in your perspective and conduct?
I admit, I’ve been there, too, and came to realize how selfish I was, but thank God, He has been merciful and taught me that I needed to love (stop being selfish, freely serve, help, and care for) my neighbor.
How about the walking paths, Mike? You have helped yourself to them many times with your dogs, without permission or offer to help in any way. Nothing was required of you. Did you know it wasn’t a publicly funded or governmental project? Do you care? Did you not know that the path wouldn’t be there for your use if everyone thought and acted as you do?
Now, here’s the kicker, Mike. I’ve said, using someone else’s words, namely Stephen Harris’s, that God is my “Hit man.” More accurately, I am His “hit man,” in that He has commanded me to speak up where others are reluctant to do so. I’m here to address the “elephants in the room.” But whether I speak up or not, I have seen many times that God stands up for me even when I’m mostly unaware of offenses occurring against me or, more commonly, I am aware, but He takes up my cause.
As He has said, “Vengeance is Mine, I will repay.” It hasn’t been up to me to balance the books on my behalf; I dare not do so. He has marvelously taken care of that in astounding ways. He’s my Accountant, Lawyer, Manager, Shepherd, Army General, Counselor, Financier, Father, Brother, Lord, and Savior, my God.
I can name those many ways and times He has provided for and defended me, and I have done so in my writings to put the necessary fear of God in people. If I’m boasting, so be it. Aren’t there worse things to brag about? Just doing my job, though, and woe to me if I don’t. As I’ve said, God is not pleased with prevailing attitudes.
For now, I’ll only mention what happened in your situation where I perceive God acted, in a typical fashion.
It wasn’t that much later after the ladder incident that you had an “accident” (no such things, by the way) hit ice, rolled your vehicle several times, and seriously injured your back. These were things I was told by a neighbor and not by you. Correct me if I have something significant amiss here.
When I heard what happened, I thought, “There it is.” I made the connection between your accident and your conduct with me that fateful day, knowing how God worked with me and taught me His thoughts and ways.
Let me stir some serious thought and consideration in you: How many times have you had such a mishap? How is it that this “mishap” occurred after all these years so near the time of your conduct with me and in the appropriate sequence? Could there be a connection, after all? Did God “fire a warning shot over the bow” for Mike Petty or chasten him? Am I “making a tempest in a teapot” or a “making a mountain of a molehill”? Could be. What’s important and what isn’t?
Must I now speak to call your attention to your path of destruction? Will you scoff at me for “such silly notions” or assumptions, or will you seriously consider, before something worse comes on you? If I’m wrong, you may not have anything to worry about… but what if I’m right?
Still, even if I’m wrong in the details of how God works with me, I know He does work in the ways I’ve described. Prove me wrong. Our existence on earth is one of “live and learn,” of “learning the hard way,” of cause and effect, of good with sure reward and evil with the guaranteed consequence, of “karma,” of “what goes around comes around.”
So, while Victor may be in error on the specific application, he is not wrong in the principles of things and how God operates. I know he’s not.
I think you have a lot to seriously consider and to mend your ways, and soon. The Bible, the prophets, the Lord Jesus Christ, and His servants call it, “repentance.” I’m calling you to repentance, Mike. Not as your enemy but as a spokesperson of God for your sake because He loves you. He’s not willing that any should perish but that all should come to salvation.
As an aside, hasn’t your wife Marion taken up a pastoral position in Milk River with that infamous and corrupt religious organization, the United Church of Canada? Not that Marion’s to blame for anything here that I know, but maybe kind of ironic.
Why did I wait so long to bring this out? Not sure. Maybe, I’m just fearful of looking foolish, maybe unconvinced entirely that I was “right on the money,” or reluctant to socially jeopardize myself with others. I could have various reasons, mainly, I think, what the Bible calls, “fear of man.” I also know there are definite times appointed for everything, not according to our wisdom, but always His.
God has many times spoken to me, reminding me that “he who keeps his life shall lose it and he that loses it for My sake will keep it.” He has also promised that “no weapon formed against you would prosper.” And oh, do I have stories to tell there, but not for now. I’ve been growing stronger and wiser each day to perceive and speak when necessary.
One might ask, “Victor, whatever happened to ‘Judge not lest you be judged’?” Good question but likely misapplied. That question is most often asked by those who are guilty, resentful of correction, and full of wrongful judgment themselves.
There is a right judgment, too. Jesus said so. There is such a time when one comes to have that beam removed from his eye and is then able and authorized to take impediments out of others’ eyes. God does cleanse, heal, give sight, and then commissions those enjoying those benefits to go and do the same with others. “Pay it forward,” it is said.
How do we do that? Well, one of those ways is to speak the often-painful Truth to others even as He has spoken the painful Truth to us. I can say that Truth may hurt at first, but it makes us free in the end if we receive it; well worth it.
I’ve finally concluded I needed to speak to you. It’s your time, Mike. Why publicly? Hasn’t your lifestyle been public? Hasn’t God often said, “You may deny you do any wrong, but God knows your hearts and He will surely make them known to all”?
He has also said, “There’s nothing secret that won’t be made known, nothing hidden that won’t be uncovered.” People have led very selfish lives. God says, “No more. I’m done with that. Fed up.” In comes your vehicular “mishap,” and who knows what else? Perhaps you already know. Now, is the judgment.
You once said to Jonathan, my son, that you had hoped some of Jonathan’s favorable behavior and ambitious example would rub off on your son, Sheldon, that he’d get serious and make something of himself. Consider that you, as a father, needed to do your part to set Sheldon’s path on course. Might that be so?
You needed to remove the beam in your eye. Because you failed to do so, you couldn’t see to give your son the sight he so desperately needed. Think about it. Nothing escapes without correction. You were willing to be disappointed with him. How about with yourself?
Where I have erred, God has surely judged me, and if I should err now, He’ll continue His Faithfulness and correct me as needed. In all these things, let God be glorified.
Victor Hafichuk
November, 2024
Issue #15: Vindication (Part 6)
In the last issue, I began to reply to Betty Benson’s public Facebook post on the Moon River Community FB page against me. I continue to address the rest of it now. But before we continue, I’d like to make some general remarks about the lethality of gossip, slander, lies, and defamation of character.
The liar is the first victim of his lie. Slander is like an invisible poisonous gas, slowly and surely doing its damage anywhere it is present and presented. By the time the damage is done to the one lied about, the liar is already injured and destroyed. It’s only a matter of time for the tragedy to be manifest.
The slanderer is the first to suffer the consequences of his stupid and careless lies. It’s a law.
Gossip is pure poison to be swallowed first by the gossiper, and goes on to poison all those who repeat it. It can only be neutralized by the Truth and someone must speak the Truth for that to happen. Until it is stopped, it continues to steal, to kill, and to destroy.
That’s why I’m speaking up. The Lord says He is the Way, the Truth, and the Life. He hates lies. He has directed me not so much to defend or justify myself as to speak the Truth and demolish the power of falsehood. Truth will always prevail in the end, no matter how convinced offenders are of the justice of their beliefs and cause. It’s an irrevocable law. Like gravity, and more.
And the greater judgment falls on those who work such injustice while taking upon themselves the Name of the Lord. His Law declares: “You shall not take upon yourself the Name of the Lord in vain. I will not hold you guiltless.”
To profess oneself a Christian and do evil to one’s neighbor is what it means to take His Name in vain. I’m sent to Moon River and to the world to condemn these things the Lord so hates and has winked at for all these years.
See what lies and slander have done to the liars and slanderers. Now, to continue.
Betty wrote: “I know the dogs have been a concern in the past, and we have done everything we can to try and remedy that problem. I can appreciate that not everyone feels the same about animals that Dell or I do. So, when we walk past your place, I am hyper diligent to make sure if there are any doodles, I pick it up. I can totally respect that you do not want poo in your yard. If we see people on the trails, I have the leash with me at all times and use it.”
This isn’t about your dogs, Betty, and it isn’t about your supposed neighborly virtues. You exalt yourself with self-praise and it’s all bullshit. But for the moment, I’ll pursue this dog subject where you’re concerned and prove with facts that you and your husband certainly have not “done everything we [you] can [could] to try and remedy that problem.” Then I’ll provide more proof in other matters to show how little you do care for your neighbor as you profess and pretend.
I remind the readers that this is about so much more than dog problems. Those are but symptoms of something far more serious. I’m addressing the misrepresentation of Jesus Christ. I’m addressing a fake righteousness, a fake Christ, a fake Christianity, the counterfeit gospel, which Betty represents and promotes.
I declare I’m no longer sitting back and letting people lie and malign or confuse my true faith with their false one. By the time I’m through, I’ll prove without a shadow of a doubt to those who care for the Truth as to who represents God faithfully and Truthfully and who doesn’t. And if after all my witness of the Lord Jesus Christ and exoneration of the true faith in Christ, some either couldn’t care less or even stick to being my enemies, so be it. I’m good with that even though I’m angry.
I know God is angry and He has determined that I speak the Truth to all. No more bullshit, no more horse shit, no more dog shit, no more evil. God’s done with it all and you will all know it.
Betty, I still shake my head at the permission I granted you when you asked for a free run of your dogs in our yard a few years ago with the promise that if your dogs dumped, I could message you and you would clean it up. There are a few things about that arrangement I granted that make me hang my head in shame for my stupidity to please my neighbor:
One, for the sake of your dogs, I must watch for their messes.
Two, if messes occur, and they invariably do, as you well know, I must contact you and wait for you to clean them up.
Three, meanwhile, because I keep my lawn mowed longer than usual, it’s not that easy to spot the stuff, which means (and it happened) I run over it with my tractor, it gets on the tires and I track it into my garage where it stinks and I must clean that up.
Four, while you did promptly come to pick up your dog shit when we messaged you, and it happened a few times, I watched Dell watch your yellow dog dump in our front yard and walked away never to return. I thought he was going to promptly return with cleaning equipment. He did not. And when I told you about that, you said, “Dell isn’t good at that sort of thing. I’ll come and clean it up.” Which you did.
But why should we go through all that trouble just so your dogs have the freedom to roam in the neighborhood? What other neighbors must put up with that? None that have any sense, unlike me in that matter.
Did you arrange that with others, too? I had to stop the arrangement. But I ask, didn’t it occur to you that I was doing you an unmerited, inconvenient, and unnecessary favor? And did your husband, according to your acknowledgment, give a damn? It doesn’t seem so.
Since that time, the dog by-laws were enforced to require dogs to be on a leash; no more free wandering. But that was never a problem for you, was it, provided your “family” gets to roam and shit anywhere? There’s neighborliness for you! Of course, it’s not unusual for people to love their family members more than loving their neighbors, not even those neighbors who believe on Christ as their Lord and Savior. Tell me, Betty and Dell, does your four-legged family profess faith in Christ? How are they about shitting in people’s yards?
You say, “I can appreciate that not everyone feels the same about animals that Dell or I do.”
Can you, really? If you wouldn’t crap in our yard, why don’t you have a problem with your “family” doing so? Is your family’s crap any better than yours? And what are you, parents or siblings of dogs?
You have the nerve to ask our permission to take responsibility for them in our yard? How foolish of me that I gave it. But it did prove something. It proved you care much more for your “family” than you do for your neighbor, which, the Law of God says you’re to love.
Is this more of your christ’s love? How else do you explain it?
You say you believe or see things differently in the faith than we do as if believers are free in Christ to differ. But what does it say of the saints (believers in Christ) in the Bible?
“And the multitude of them that believed were of one heart, and of one soul: neither said any of them that aught of the things which he possessed was his own, but they had all things common” (Acts 4:32 Webster’s Bible Translation).
You publicly posted to us: I am sad that you have referred to Val Berns in such a negative way.
Do you know what happened between me and Val Berns? Do you care to know both sides and get to the Truth of the matter? No.
A professed key interest of yours is “to conduct myself the way that Jesus would want me to.” Wow. Pure self-righteousness. And that’s why you miserably fail. You make a mockery of God. It’s because it’s your light and not the Lord’s, the True Light of the world, the One you profess to believe in. Your jesus doesn’t give a damn about justice, equity, and Truth. He’s the prince of pride and deals in appearances. He’s the counterfeit, and that’s your agenda.
And where did you learn of such a jesus? According to you and Dell, it was from your late mother of the United Church. Am I right? That figures.
Of Val Berns, you continue:
She fought a hard battle with cancer, how cold and callous, Victor, to say, “where is she now?”
She died a terrible death because of her evil attitude, speech, lies, false accusations, slander, and defamation of character against me. Not that she wouldn’t be guilty of those things against others. In God’s sight, I was the “last straw,” a pattern I’ve found that has often proved to be the case with others.
Val suffered the consequences of deliberate sin, Betty. And in ignorance and blasphemy, you’ve taken on the defense, justifying the wicked, as if you were some savior or hero on her behalf and behalf of virtue and justice. And now you suffer the same measure of justice as you’ve measured out.
That’s how things work. I know because I know The Worker of these matters. Meanwhile, you are destroyed by the deceiver but refuse to change. So, it is what it is.
You scoff, “Like you had anything to do with her passing. I hope Andy does not see what you have written as it would hurt him so badly.”
As if you cared about Andy! Aren’t you righteous and compassionate now!
What makes you think I don’t have anything to do with her passing? Who are you but an ignorant, pretentious woman who knows it all and knows nothing? Who taught you to believe the lies you speak? What or whom is your authority? Certainly not the Scriptures the Lord authored or the servants and prophets He has sent to warn people of their sin, like me and the Word I speak.
Your defense of Val is the judgment and justice of your god on full display. Did you ever know that without a single word, act, or even thought of provocation from me, Val soon treated me like your family member’s dung whenever we met on the road, even publicly in the presence of my friends?
Here’s a bizarre incident with Val:
One summer evening as I was having a casual and friendly conversation under a street light at the corner with Genny Bogaert, his mother Magda, and someone else (Possins bought their property), Val came up to us, obviously drunk, and immediately started spewing ugly things about me to all of us. She said I had shot dead a neighbor’s dog, beaten a child to “within an inch of his life,” and had a prison record. All of which were false, without any substance. I was astounded. Where on earth did she get all that? From others in Moon River? Who? There had been many other ugly rumors that I’d recorded. Who was spewing these? The Bogaerts were disgusted with her, not that it mattered to me what their reaction was. Just saying.
Here’s another record in my journal:
VAL BERNS EPISODE, May 17, 2009: Paul and Sara, friends visiting from Montana, and I set out for a walk. Val Berns was coming home with her dogs. She was smiling. I thought she was going to be friendly. I said “Hi” to her, upon which she snarled, “Aren’t you going to tease my dog in front of your friends?”
Paul and Sara were quite upset that she was “so vile,” as Paul put it. I reacted, saying, “Two-legged dogs are worse than the four-legged.” Later, I realized God was tweaking my general attitude and that was why these strange events were happening. I also realized God was engineering opportunities to judge Val by mysteriously hardening her heart against me.
Later, sharing this event with Marilyn, she received that things were finished with the Berns. It witnessed by the Spirit with all of us. Now we would see what would happen. This was the fourth unprovoked altercation with her on the road, two of them public.
I pondered why the Berns were so full of contempt for me. What did I do to them at any time? When? Where? How? Why? It was a mystery. And then it became so obvious to a guy like me being sooo slow on the uptake: it was the ugly rumors and gossip circulating around Moon River for years before they moved in. She heard them, believed them, and sought no confirmation, evidence, or proof. She refused to hear the other side if there was one. She simply took them for face value, believing it all, judged, and trashed me. In her sight, I became veritable shit, dog shit. I could feel the contempt; it was almost palpable.
Here’s a point to be made: The rumors didn’t begin with Val, but they didn’t end with her, either. She could have stopped them in their tracks as far as she was concerned. Instead, she naively, wickedly, and faithfully believed, repeated, and likely embellished them, like most slanderers and gossipers so easily tend to do.
So, in effect, those gossipers and slanderers she cooperated with killed her on the spot, accomplices with her. They became guilty of her blood. Yes, they did. Did they realize it? No, they didn’t.
If Val died passing on slander and false accusations about me, what happened to those people who invented them? All are guilty. I happen to know what happened to some of them.
I also know that God will have judged them according to their hearts in their crimes. Some will not have paid the price Val paid, but then, they didn’t come at me in full force, publicly, as she did.
Some may have spoken ill of me out of entertainment while she spoke against me like I was the worst thing that ever happened to hit Moon River, and she was going to do something about it, not for good, but for evil. Even if none of it was her business.
Still, God is no longer winking at so much as casual evil talk. All will be judged. He’s done turning a blind eye. I’m here to tell you so. Watch for it. It’s all summed up in how you treat your neighbor, secretly or openly. He sees and hears it all.
One thing is likely. If the Monocle does nothing more, it will make you think twice before you carelessly open your mouth to anyone about others. Especially, you’ll not be so quick to speak in Victor’s hearing against anyone unless you have good cause to do so. But if guilty, you need to make things right with anyone you can. No time to waste.
I had nothing more to do with Val. We never met on the road again. It came to pass that Val fell ill of lung cancer though she wasn’t a smoker, and died.
Nothing but nothing in God’s creation is a purposeless incident. “Coincidences” are not happenstance. Yes, they are incidents occurring simultaneously with one another but with Divine Purpose. This I have learned and know, and now I speak from Heaven to inform, warn, and rebuke if perchance people will listen, learn, and repent of their stubborn, foolish, and wicked ways. If they don’t heed, they suffer consequences – always.
It has been said, “God works in mysterious ways, His wonders to perform,” wonders of both good and evil among men. God’s purposes are manifold. I’m speaking and teaching these things to let others know Who God is, who He isn’t, and how He works. He has directed me to do so. You are all dealing with God now, not just “little old, despicable me.” God is visiting this community and the world. I tell you, He’s “finished winking.” Those who listen to me and do right will be spared and those who ignore me will be punished and destroyed.
Belligerent Betty Benson goes on:
I am praying for healing even though you tell me God will not heal me because ‘you’ think I am evil. I have been called many things in my life, but never evil, until just the other day when you said it.
You are praying to another jesus. That’s one. Two, you pray without faith, which is the only way to receive an answer to prayer. You say you believe but the Bible says this:
“You believe that there is one God. Good! Even the demons believe that—and shudder. You foolish person, do you want evidence that faith without deeds is useless?” (James 2:19-20, NIV).
Three, I don’t think you are evil, I know it, yes, ‘me.’ So, you’ve never been called “evil” in your life? It’s so tragic a thing that you’ve never been confronted with your sin. Those who have claimed to serve God in whatever capacity have done you a great disservice, including your late mother, church members, pastors, and others. You’ve been kept in the dark and now you suffer the consequences.
You say, “What a thing to say to someone who is battling an illness.”
Oh, poor you! You’ve been told the Truth BECAUSE you suffer an illness, with hopes that by confession of sin and repentance, you’ll be spared of your tragedy. This is precisely what I’m talking about when I say we are at loggerheads with opposite gospels, two conflicting righteousnesses – light, and darkness that poses as light.
You speak lies to me out of veiled hatred and I don’t hate you for doing so, while I speak the Truth to you out of love and you hate me. And see where you are? You are at enmity with Jesus Christ, the One you profess to believe.
Having a positive attitude means so much and I can assure you, when I walked back to my home after you yelling at me, I felt anything but positive.
I did not yell, and it’s not my job to give you a positive attitude or to make you feel good. You have wayward psychotherapists, lying preachers like Joel Osteen, multitudes of other preachers, and “well-meaning friends” for that. I come to speak the ONLY thing that can save and make you free, the Truth. Which you hate with a passion. Foolish woman, foolish, foolish woman.
Makes me wonder what you would have to say about me. Would you say the same? “Where is she now?”, like you have some arrogant form of authority in that matter.
No more need to wonder, Betty. You now know what I have to say. Am I being arrogant or am I who I say I am and know what I’m talking about?
If I speak the truth, by God’s authority, we will all know. “There’s nothing hidden that won’t be made known,” said Jesus – my Jesus and not yours. If speaking the Truth is being arrogant, then yes, I’m arrogant, guilty as charged. But the “proof will be in the pudding,” as they say, won’t it?
I meant what I said as I was leaving, I try to be kind and friendly to people, would rather have harmony than strife.
Betty, you have miserably failed. You’ve been anything but kind and friendly with me, except in phoniness and superficiality. Jesus Christ is never foolishly, pretentiously, and vainly kind and friendly as are you. And harmony? On whose terms?
I will still say hello, I will still be kind. And if you find that to be ‘your most ardent foe’, well,…then I am not even sure what to say to that. I just truly hope that people can get along, for all our sakes.
If all that is so, why publicly post lies and false accusations against us? You lie, Betty.
People can’t get along with lies. The sober realities will always surface. If I carried on as though everything was just fine and I had no responsibility to speak the Truth to my neighbor, then I’m not my neighbor’s friend. Instead, I’m your friendly neighborhood and Moon River’s “resident” enemy – a foolish, treacherous, phony, self-preserving fool. That is not the will of God. That is Satan’s will. I’m not interested.
Sorry Jayne Christine Bury, I realize you didn’t want these sorts of rants on here and I’m sorry, from now on, will try and only keep it to community stuff. ?
Hypocrisy, Betty. You’re not a whit sorry or one, you wouldn’t have posted your evil remarks to begin with. Two, if you were sorry as you claim, you would immediately withdraw your comments, knowing you “offend community FB standards.” But no, you lie. You’re intent on doing your evil, which is what you’ve done.
And I knew I’d have my turn in due time to answer your lies and self-righteous stance, which the Lord hates with passion. I want the entire world to know right from wrong. You don’t. I want everyone to know the difference between good and evil. You don’t. Time to know.
They say Truth hurts. Yes, it does, but only if one is against the Truth. One can never fight Truth and win; they’ll only get hurt. But Truth heals and makes free those who embrace it, submit to it, confess their abject moral poverty, and repent of their false Jesus, their lies, their self-righteousness.
Just like Job, who thought he was so good, charitable, right, wise, noble, and true. By the time God was done with him, Godly Job declared:
“I had heard of You by the hearing of the ear, but now my eye sees You; therefore I despise myself and repent in dust and ashes” (Job 42:5-6).
How about you, Betty? Have you ever despised yourself and “repented in dust and ashes” before God? I don’t think so. I think you’ve presented yourself as virtuous and well-meaning, concerned about your neighbor.
Allow me to divulge some things you said to me of your neighbors in your “great effort “to conduct myself the way that Jesus would want me to.”:
You used to walk your vicious dogs on Frank Oostenbrink’s property just before Maas Brink bought it. Frank wasn’t going for that anymore, especially when hearing about “Freddie,” your German Shepherd’s propensity to attack and bite. So, he gave notice to you. He had children and territory to protect. With or without children, he was entirely within his rights, reason, and duty to do so.
But you complained in our ears that he no longer tolerated you walking your dogs on his property as if he didn’t own it.
Again, when Maas and Tinie moved in and put up their fence through the bluff of trees that straddled your properties, you complained as though he was in the wrong, though you knew he wasn’t trespassing or claiming anything to be his that wasn’t his.
I thought, “It’s HIS property! Don’t you get it? He has every right and you have no grounds for complaint.”
You are not a Christian, Betty. Yes, you fail, as you pretentiously confess, but it isn’t as a Christian. You just do your thing and don’t give a damn about anybody, least of all Christ, all with a smile and pretense that you “love Jesus and neighbor.” All bullshit, all of it.
I say these things not only to justify myself. I say them because God moves me to speak, to let everyone know that He’s fed up with all the pretense and false witness of God. He’s done. He’s finished winking, not only with those who profess faith in Him but don’t have or live it, but with all those who carelessly go about their lives as though God doesn’t exist or care.
I’m telling you all, He sees, does care, He’s fed up, angry to the full, and is now moving to do something about it. Case closed. Y’all need to fear.
Victor Hafichuk
Lord willing, and I believe He is, another ISSUE #16 in due time to continue from Issue #5: Some Good News Indeed, concerning Angela Suntjens.
Issue #14: Vindication (Part 5)
In this issue are revealed the fallacies of the remarks Betty-Lynn Benson made on the 2020 MRC FB page post.
Again, I remind everyone that this is all about two righteousnesses at war, one good and one evil, the True, Biblical, Living Lord and Savior Jesus Christ versus a clown of a god portraying himself as Jesus Christ, deceiving and destroying many.
My hearty purpose is to report how the Lord has stood up and vindicated us in the face of our enemies. For this, I am super thankful. Praise the Lord! He’s real, alive, and He is the Personal Judge of ALL the earth, even over Moon River, and this article is more about how He is so. He’s finished winking at all falsehood and hypocrisy. It is His Day of Judgment, of Wrath, of Vindication. No more bullshit by “another Jesus.”
For context, this is what Betty posted on the Moon River FB page in 2020:
Betty J. Lynn-Benson Victor Hafichuk, as I have said to you before, I have zero desire to verbally spar with you on any subject, but I really take your third paragraph as a personal slight. How can you say that I am your most ‘ardent foe’ when I have never tried to be unkind to you in anyway. In fact, when we had a little set to in the past, I thought we had mended that fence and could be good neighbors. I do not think that you have the right to tell me that I am a Christian or not a Christian. That is for my Creator to decide, not you. I have no idea what provoked that outburst from you. I only wandered into your yard to deal with one of the times the sheep were wandering through our yard, Brinks’ yard, yours and Kronlunds.
I try to conduct myself the way that Jesus would want me to. Do I fail lots? I sure do, but thankfully, He forgives me. I know the dogs have been a concern in the past, and we have done everything we can to try and remedy that problem. I can appreciate that not everyone feels the same about animals that Dell or I do. So, when we walk past your place, I am hyper diligent to make sure if there are any doodles, I pick it up. I can totally respect that you do not want poo in your yard. If we see people on the trails, I have the leash with me at all times and use it. I am sad that you have referred to Val Berns in such a negative way. She fought a hard battle with cancer, how cold and callous, Victor, to say, “where is she now?”
Like you had anything to do with her passing. I hope Andy does not see what you have written as it would hurt him so badly. I am praying for healing even though you tell me God will not heal me because ‘you’ think I am evil. I have been called many things in my life, but never evil, until just the other day when you said it. What a thing to say to someone who is battling an illness. Having a positive attitude means so much and I can assure you, when I walked back to my home after you yelling at me, I felt anything but positive. Makes me wonder what you would have to say about me.
Would you say the same? “Where is she now?”, like you have some arrogant form of authority in that matter. I meant what I said as I was leaving, I try to be kind and friendly to people, would rather have harmony than strife. I will still say hello, I will still be kind. And if you find that to be ‘your most ardent foe’, well,…then I am not even sure what to say to that. I just truly hope that people can get along, for all our sakes. Sorry Jayne Christine Bury, I realize you didn’t want these sorts of rants on here and I’m sorry, from now on, will try and only keep it to community stuff. ?
[END]Before I proceed to Betty’s public remarks on social media, initiating this public reply, albeit over 4 years later, I have somewhat to say.
Who is she to blaspheme and argue? Who is she to judge and denounce me for speaking on behalf of the Lord? Who is she to rouse her spouse and sic him to threaten me? Who does he think he is that he can take the law in his hands and do as he pleases with me?
“Grrrr, don’t you dare get me, the peaceable man that I am, riled up. Just watch big, strong me stomp on this ant. Hell, I’ll stomp on a thousand. Watch me, honey! See how I stand up for you, my dear, poor wife.
“Watch me even champion the rights of women on my FB page, everyone! Aren’t I the tough-guy hero?! Yeah, when it comes to push and shove, I can even beat up on old men and women, making good my threats, and brag about it. All for my dear poor baby. Just let me at ‘em. I don’t need to hear anybody’s case or the other side of the story. I just want the chance to show my wife how much I love her! Damn Truth and Justice!”
Dell, you love nobody but yourself. Betty, you don’t love anyone but yourself. Without the Spirit of Christ, no man or woman can truly love another. God is love. How can you love anyone without Him, then? Adding sin to sin, you profess faith in Christ. There’s mama Christian Betty, and “baby Christian” Dell, as Betty refers to him (12/1/2016, FB Messenger – “…My husband is a very new Christian”).
Maybe you can fool people if they are as dark as you are, but you can’t fool God. “Don’t be deceived. God is not mocked, for as a man sows, so will he reap.” God doesn’t care who you are or what arguments you may have to justify yourselves.
Trust in yourselves and your own strength but I come to you in the Name of God and we’ll find out if human might is greater than His Truth, wherein I trust. I say it’s a contest of right against might.
Should you be on the side of the right and I on the side of delusional wrong as you surmise, the Lord will deliver me into your hand or just plain do away with me. His choice. I’m good with it either way.
If I’m wrong, Lord, put me out of my misery, if You will.
But if I am right, and you people trust in brute strength, in your might, then you’ll suffer the consequences, which is the thrust of this public post in reply to your public post, my reply as, “Vindication.” I have laid my neck on the line to speak what I strongly believe to be His Word to you and to demonstrate and prove whose Jesus is the True One and which is false, not for my sake so much as for His, not that I believe He needs my help.
I’m angry, very angry with you people, that you should have the nerve to conduct yourselves as you do. I also believe my anger is the Lord’s and His mine. I want this all dealt with in the open light for all to see. Many people are now witnesses to this event. You asked for it; you’ve got it.
Now, for Betty Benson’s 2020 MRC FB page post:
Betty J. Lynn-Benson Victor Hafichuk, “…as I have said to you before, I have zero desire to verbally spar with you on any subject,”
Isn’t this respectable, saintly, and peacekeeping of you, Betty!? “Blessed are the peacemakers,” right? My, a guaranteed up-front seat in Heaven when the time comes, right? Ya gotta love your jesus! But really, do you love him that much?
Or could it be that you’re so void of substance because your jesus is not legitimate? We’ll see. My Jesus says:
“What I whisper in your ear, shout it from the housetops [everyone hears that],” and “Don’t be afraid of those who can kill the body and after that, can do nothing more, but fear the One Who can destroy both body and soul in Hell.” I’d say the latter refers to the Lord Jesus Christ, wouldn’t you?”
Here’s the point in all of this. When the Lord sends a prophet to speak to people, you have no business “sparring,” or arguing. What makes you think you have options? You are to hear and obey what He says. It is for your life. You must obey if you don’t wish to suffer the consequences. Why should you “spar” with a red light or a stop sign?
Nor do you have the right to reject what God has to say to you. Who are you to call the shots with Him? Of course, you don’t believe that it’s Him speaking by me. Neither did the Jews of old believe it was Him speaking to them by those troublesome, presumptuous neighbors (prophets) He inspired to speak to them. Guess what? Those people perished in their sins.
Betty: “…but I really take your third paragraph as a personal slight. How can you say that I am your most ‘ardent foe’ when I have never tried to be unkind to you in anyway.”
(I had written an article on the MR Facebook page and the remark was not directed personally and specifically toward Betty, but the shoe did a perfect fit.)
I HAVE said that phony Christians, who are phony because they worship a phony jesus, are my most ardent foes. Even as the Biblical, ancient Pharisees of Jewry who claimed God was their father were the most ardent foes of Jesus Christ and His followers. Yes, the professors of faith killed Him. So pious a people they were!
The Jews even immediately cleaned up the “crime scene” of the crucifixion because they had to purify themselves to keep their holy, solemn feast of Passover that evening in His honor and worship, not realizing HE was the Passover Lamb of God they were killing. And He was dying to pay for their sins! Does irony get any more real, any more dramatic, any more amazing? They murdered the One they claimed to worship!
Yes, Betty, you were indeed one of those to whom I referred, even if unwittingly and unintentionally. Your Christianity is thoroughly fake, you proved it, and I will show how you went on to prove my declarations to be true. Thus, the title Word of this series God spoke to Marilyn of you, “VINDICATION.”
Betty: “In fact, when we had a little set to in the past, I thought we had mended that fence and could be good neighbors.”
There was and is a fence between us, a fence of your making that needed breaking, not mending, hence the conflict. That fence delineates the false christ from the True.
That is the issue. But you can only try to deny it and to escape the Truth. It hasn’t worked and cannot work.
And many people in Moon River may resent me for bringing these things concerning you to light, but what choice have you and Dell left me? Didn’t you two think you were exposing me with your lies? But I expose you with the Truth. How can two people be good neighbors if they worship opposing gods?
There was no “set to.” I spoke Truth and you rejected it. I remained in my position and you in yours. You took it as a “set to,” while I took it as another occasion of speaking Truth to those who don’t want to hear it, preferring their comfortable religious lies. It is a persistent conflict between the forces of good and evil, of light and darkness.
Betty: “I do not think that you have the right to tell me that I am a Christian or not a Christian. That is for my Creator to decide, not you.”
You think wrong, and God says so to me and all. By your Creator, I’m speaking to you. As I’ve already unequivocally stated, I have not only the right but also the solemn duty, according to the Jesus Christ of the Scriptures, to tell you the Truth about yourself. People need to hear the Truth, like it or not, and you do not have the right to call yourself a Christian. You don’t have the right to “call good evil and evil good.” God says so…in the Bible, you say you believe, yet when “push comes to shove,” you don’t believe it at all.
I have every right to tell you that you are not a Christian because God has commanded it. Yes, it is for your Creator to decide, and He has given me this knowledge and put these words in my mouth to speak what He has decided.
And who are you to say, or think as you phrase it, that I don’t have that right? Who told you that? It is a fallacy. It is the doctrine of false Christianity, entirely unbiblical. Your jesus may lie to you because he is a liar. My Jesus will not say such a thing because He is True and no liar.
Betty, you can’t go on this way and escape the consequences. He says so, and He doesn’t tell you this to put you down but to deliver you from going down. Yet, you cling to your dark way instead of humbling yourself, confessing your sin, and repenting (changing your mind and your actions) that you might be saved and not perish.
You choose His enemies as friends and His friends as enemies.
Betty: “I have no idea what provoked that outburst from you. I only wandered into your yard to deal with one of the times the sheep were wandering through our yard, Brinks’ yard, yours and Kronlunds.”
I’m amazed that you can conceive and declare there was an outburst when there was no such thing. I can only conclude that your fear of being found out is what drove you to hear and defend yourself as you have and do. I was NOT attacking you. I was speaking to save you and you took offense because you couldn’t handle the Truth.
However, it didn’t take long for you and your husband to furiously attack me, shout at me, and threaten me, did it, both personally, face-to-face, and by public media! You were going to protest your virtue, proclaim your innocence, and my guilt.
Marilyn did allow that when I am excited and sense the importance of what I speak, I can get loud. Perhaps that is what you experienced and took my words as those of an enemy because you couldn’t receive them from a genuine friend with a plea to repent.
There is that misconception that fearful people are innocent. After all, can people be responsible for fear? God says so. They can be afraid because they know they’re guilty and refuse to confess their guilt and come clean, thus fearful of deserved retribution.
Did you know that in the Bible, the fearful are first on the list of sinners to be thrown into the Lake of Fire? I doubt it since you believe only “positive” information in the Bible to “tickle your ears” and suit your preferences.
“But the fearful, and unbelieving, and the abominable, and murderers, and whoremongers, and sorcerers, and idolaters, and all liars, shall have their part in the lake which burns with fire and brimstone: which is the second death” (Revelation 21:8 KJV).
You say you believe in the Bible, do you, Betty? You worship the Bible, you pick and choose “nice parts” of it, pet verses, and apply them to pacify yourself, salve your conscience, and take your stance in strong delusion because you don’t love the Truth, Which is Jesus Christ, our Lord, the One of the Holy Scriptures. And see what He does with those who don’t believe the Truth:
“And for this cause, God shall send them strong delusion, that they should believe a lie that they all might be damned who believed not the Truth, but had pleasure in unrighteousness” (2 Thessalonians 2:11,12 KJV).
That’s in the Bible. Do you yet believe the Bible? But, of course, you’re not that dumb, are you?
You say, “I try to conduct myself the way that Jesus would want me to. Do I fail lots? I sure do, but thankfully, He forgives me.”
You totally fail and you know it. You have no idea how wrong you are and you don’t want to know. Don’t you know that if sins aren’t confessed and repented of, you have no forgiveness at all? The entire Bible says so:
“If My people, which are called by My Name, shall humble themselves, and pray, and seek My Face, and turn from their wicked ways, then [and only then] will I hear from Heaven, and forgive their sin, and heal their land” (2 Chronicles 7:14).
“If we confess our sins, He is faithful and just to forgive us our sins, and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness” (1 John 1:9, King James Version).
But you aren’t confessing and repenting, are you? You’d rather evidently do what you say you don’t want to do with me, and that is “have zero desire to verbally spar with you [me] on any subject.” You’re wicked, Betty. Evil? I don’t recall using that term on you but now I declare it: You ARE evil and you prove it with every word that comes out of your mouth and keyboard.
Besides, the Bible expressly declares that all men are evil (Romans 3), so who are you to be offended to be called what God says you are? Who do you think you are, mama’s girl? The only escape or solution from that indictment by God is confession and repentance, and truly, you are light years away from that. So, where does that leave you if not in condemnation, not because Victor says so, but because God says so?
If you had a relationship with the Lord, and I was your persecutor, you would believe His Words:
“Blessed are you, when men shall revile you, and persecute you, and shall say all manner of evil against you falsely, for My sake.”
“Rejoice, and be exceeding glad: for great is your reward in Heaven: for so persecuted they the prophets which were before you.”
If persecuted or hated for His Name’s sake, He commands you to rejoice. I don’t come attacking as you falsely accuse, but to heartily urge you to believe in Him. And you cry, bitterly complaining to a hateful and boastful husband. Then you come and help him vocally attack, interrupt, shout me down, falsely accuse, and call me a liar and blasphemer! And then you stand idly by while he threatens violence against my wife and me. Is that not the undeniable disobedience and fruit of the hypocrite? And I don’t have the right to question your faith? How so?
Were you right to return evil for evil, assuming I did evil to you? Not according to my Jesus, but yours. How much more should you love and receive me when I speak for your benefit and offer help? Why treat me as your enemy? Have you apologized to me?
You, Betty, are an unforgiven sinner, and your fruits speak louder than I do. “You shall know them by their fruits,” said Jesus Christ. You know, the One Whose Word you don’t believe? Well, as circumstances progress, we will know whether or not He should be believed after all, won’t we, one way or the other.
And what does the apostle Paul say of such as you?
“Take no part in the unfruitful works of darkness, but instead expose them” (Ephesians 5:11, ESV).
Betty, there is no forgiveness for the unrepentant hypocrite. None, zip. You believe an evil, deceptive, and destructive gospel, and one of the purposes of my reply and public post is to warn everyone of this evil, lest they should also be deceived and die in their sins and false hopes.
The apostle Paul, wrote a giant portion of the New Testament, firmly founded upon the Old, and in the Spirit of Christ, of Whom both Testaments testify. He calls your gospel, “another gospel (not the true),” and not the Biblical one he preached. So, if the true Gospel saves when you believe, shall the false one save when you believe it? How can that be?
And what will you do, Betty? Shed a tear as a helpless victim, thus riling your husband to murder us? Is yours the reaction of a disciple, a Biblical believer in Christ? Is that “how to conduct myself [yourself] the way that Jesus would want me [you] to?”
Betty, what a liar you are! Is it any wonder you’re perishing? I tell you, one and all: God is finished winking. He’ll have no more of it. You’ve seen it and you’ll see much more.
When initially discussing the things of God with Betty before their FB posts, I had warned her that unless she heard and believed me, things would not go well for her. Since then, there were the posts she and her husband made on FB. Then came the illness. When Betty announced to us that she had breast cancer, I wanted to help her. I knew I had been right and she had refused what I had to say and suffered the consequences.
When she and Dell came roaring at me and condemning me, I had to walk away. When I got back to the house, the Lord gave Marilyn the Word, “Vindication.” We were vindicated. Our warning proved true, unfortunately on the negative side.
Should I have said anything more thereafter about the issue? Was it necessary? Time will tell; God will tell. I believe I needed to say more because their public words on the MRC FB page against us were on record and I needed to address them. That’s what brought us to this hour in this posting.
Lord willing, I will finish replying to the Bensons’ public, lying, slanderous, threatening denunciation of us four years ago on the MRC Facebook page in the next issue. There is so much to refute and disprove for everyone’s sake, the Lord’s sake, our sakes, and even the Bensons’ sakes, if they can believe it, and I know full well they won’t, even as Betty stubbornly and self-righteously refused to listen before.
I have this paper publicly posted and nobody’s compelled to read it. It’s your choice, not anyone else’s. But if you choose to do so, see that I’ve provided you the opportunity to reply. Chances are very slim that I won’t post your replies. I’m neither ashamed nor afraid of posting them, be they true or false. Know it.
More to come.
Issue #13: Vindication (Part 4)
Marilyn and I have found ourselves in a spiritual battleground in the Heavens, a war between good and evil, Truth and falsehood, two opposing righteousnesses, God’s and man’s, with each claiming justification. This battle scene has been waged at Moon River Estates. I began reporting the Truth of the situation on the Moon River Monocle to the entire world to witness what is True.
Many are hearing the Truth, some to their credit and many to their damnation, which is how Truth works. Those who reject it are cursed and those who receive it are blessed. Contrary to the lies told, we have neither done nor desired evil to anybody nor have we threatened any evil. We have spoken the Truth when confronted with lies and being maligned at the Moon River Estates community FB Page four years ago and whispered in the neighborhood ever since.
Our enemies are convinced they are right and we are wrong. According to the Scriptures, they are dead set on defaming us and defending their righteousness and their social status that operates contrary to God’s righteousness and the Bible.
Several evenings ago, I was reading Psalm 10. This psalm was written by King David of Israel when his enemies came threatening to do evil and even kill him. I found this psalm so uncannily similar to our present experience, that it “blew my mind,” as the contemporary language goes. It was “spot on.” I marveled and thought I needed to post this to let people know in plain Biblical language what is happening with the Bensons and others.
All the Issues of the Moon River Monocle posted are for the people to hear and know that God is finished winking. He will no longer tolerate false profession of faith and the hypocrisy He so abhors. Time to ‘fess up and change our ways if we’re to live.
Here is the psalm I red that God inspired David to write about 3000 years ago for the sake of all, particularly for His chosen to read, be encouraged, and strengthened in their faith while in their battle with the forces of darkness and evil.
Psalm 10
Good News Translation
A Prayer for Justice
1 Why are you so far away, O Lord?
Why do You hide yourself when we are in trouble?
2 The wicked are proud and persecute the poor;
catch them in the traps they have made.
3 The wicked are proud of their evil desires;
the greedy curse and reject the Lord.
4 The wicked do not care about the Lord;
in their pride they think that God doesn’t matter.
5 The wicked succeed in everything.
They cannot understand God’s judgments;
they sneer at their enemies.
6 They say to themselves, “We will never fail;
we will never be in trouble.”
7 Their speech is filled with curses, lies, and threats;
they are quick to speak hateful, evil words.
8 They hide themselves in the villages,
waiting to murder innocent people.
They spy on their helpless victims;
9 they wait in their hiding place like lions.
They lie in wait for the poor;
they catch them in their traps and drag them away.
10 The helpless victims lie crushed;
brute strength has defeated them.
11 The wicked say to themselves, “God doesn’t care!
He has closed his eyes and will never see me!”
12 O Lord, punish those wicked people!
Remember those who are suffering!
13 How can the wicked despise God
and say to themselves, “He will not punish me”?
14 But You do see; You take notice of trouble and suffering
and are always ready to help.
The helpless commit themselves to You;
You have always helped the needy.
15 Break the power of wicked and evil people;
punish them for the wrong they have done
until they do it no more.
16 The Lord is king forever and ever.
Those who worship other gods
will vanish from His land.
17 You will listen, O Lord, to the prayers of the lowly;
You will give them courage.
18 You will hear the cries of the oppressed and the orphans;
You will judge in their favor,
so that mortal men may cause terror no more.
Victor Hafichuk
