For more information, you can contact Dave or Lloyd.
Dave McCoy
Parkview Nazarene Church, IN
(812) 703-0751
email: dmccoy7@juno.com
Lloyd Mullins
Whitewater Christian Church, IN
(765) 962-7418
email: moonandjess@frontier.com
If you or your church/group/organization is from down south and you don’t want to deal with Yankees (and who could blame you?), then these are probably the contacts for you (or will be once they send me their contact info).
Tim Green,
Morrison Hills Christian Church, TN
John Pryor
Morrison Hills Christian Church, TN
Gentlemen –
I just came across your names in an email from David Leo Schultz. I am an independent film promoter (mostly volunteer so far) with a passion for programming films that have a social or cultural impact. As such, I thought the following film might be of interest (see link below – which includes trailer). If you should have further questions about this, please feel free to let me know as I am an authorized rep for Tugg EDU.
https://educate.tugg.com/titles/dawnland
Sincerely,
Walter Watkins
Independent Film Promoter and Educational Sales Consultant (on behalf of Tugg EDU)
To whom it may concern,
My name is Patricia “Trish“ Stines. I was featured in the trailer for the “Gods Fool“ project. I am the woman shown going from raggs to riches.
Since working on the film, my life has become total and complete chaos. It’s almost as if being stuck in the “raggs” part of the story. I expressed to my boyfriend that I wanted to give to the homeless. It was cold outside, I wanted to spend some free time giving out hats and gloves to those who couldn’t afford it. At saying those words my relationship seemed to do a complete 360. One day after I had gone on an audition, I came home to my house being empty, all lights out and my door ajar. It was almost as if I was drawn to my bathroom, but didn’t need it. So I looked in the mirror, turned around and walked out the bathroom. Walking back into my room, from the corner of my eye I spotted a blue book on the shelf wrapped around a can of Bush’s baked beans. I picked up the book and questioned to myself where it came from. Right at that moment, I received a text message from my boyfriend saying “keep your mind in the right place, God Bless You. Xoxo. For three days I attempted to read the book, the Name On the Cover was the Book Of Mormon, but it hurt my eyes.
On the forth day I prayed to be able to receive the message, if it was meant for me, on that day I was able to read it. I read it nonstop until 4am. Woke up and continued to read. After reading it for about three days, I reached out to the number on the card. My phone was broken so I used WhatApp. The number on the card was for Brooklyn, NY while the Church was located in Brentwood, NY. The sisters I spoke with got me in touch with the ones local to me. It seemed that the church in Brentwood was Spanish speaking, hadn’t been English for a number of years.
I took an Uber to Church that Sunday, the Plainview Ward. Studied with them, went to the church about 7 times total. Including my baptism (Saturday Feb 1, 2020) and confirmation (Sunday Feb 3,2020). Even paid the tithing, but it was returned to me. Reading that book brought me closer to my God, Jehovah, than I have ever been.
After being confirmed, I was attacked by 7 demon. I was completely insane for an entire week. I had to get on my knees and call out to my God to rescue me. I told him that I couldn’t live like that. After that prayer I laid down and fell asleep for an hour and fifteen minutes. I woke up and it was 2:00pm on a Saturday. My mind was silent for the first time in 7 days.
I started going back my place of worship as a child, The Kingdom Hall of Jehovah’s Witnesses. From then to now, every meeting has been for me. It is as if God is speaking directly to me. My days are brighter and my nights aren’t completely dark. The birds are always around me and singing. My yard is filled with all sorts of animals, and the Bible has seemed to come to life.
It’s almost as if I’ve been living bible prophecy’s from Genesis to Revelations. A few nights ago, I even dreamt that I lived through Armageddon (the end of this world, and the beginning of the one when Christ is King.). It was 6:30am on July 17,2020. The first thing I did was call my family, one person in every household to make sure they were okay. Next I called my boyfriend to make sure he was okay. Still haven’t spoken to him, although I see that some of my messages are read.
My life has become so interesting that I feel as though celebrities are communicating with me, all throughout this pandemic. I think Songs have been written about my experiences, all throughout this time, I’ve been telling my boyfriend what’s been happening.
It was even to the point that I was putting out offerings to God and they were being taken. My vocal range has increased exponentially. I have nothing, I sleep on an old couch in my aunts basement hardly have money to buy food or pay bills, but I am happy. All that is missing is my love.
I pray for my family and his everyday hoping that someday we will be blessed to be together again. He seems to be under some sort of spell that’s keeping him away. And my family under one that is making them not love me, and go out of their way to exclude me.
My prayer every day and night is for love. God is love so I know that he will grant me mine.
The connection I feel is so strong that I can feel it when he cheats. Just last night I felt as if he came inside me, mean while I was home laying on my “bed” listening to music. I even had to use the bathroom afterwards, got up and washed up as if it had been me. Mind you I had showered, 2 hours earlier after I had been doing a yard sale. At which I met a group of young boys, who looked so much like my boyfriend and his twin brothers as children. The lingo one spoke was off for the “slang of 2020” he kept saying “ bhikoo”.