Having been made fully aware of their cunning ways, the PDW team was guided to declare and decree the PDW attorney was wiser than the serpent; that none of her adversaries would be able to gainsay against her mouth of  wisdom and learned tongue of the laws of the land; and a prevailing tongue of truth which jurors had no desire to resist. Not once, Dr. Chironna, but twice during the preliminary hearing, our remarkable PDW attorney was given reason to refer the judge to the law books; causing him to stand corrected in each instance.

 

With no uncertainty, the judge's displeasure in being corrected was quickly made known with an unfair decision to give the PDW attorney less than a week to research, prepare, and file a motion.

 

As I heard the PDW attorney tell me it was no way she could do it, and literally felt her frustration,  a spirit of vexation began to rise within me. 

Knowing the fight was fixed did not dismiss the necessity to be strong.  The opposition was a formidable principality in the land.  Warring against the strongholds of racism and/or any judicial injustice requires a courageous mindset and approach of knowing you are seated in the position of Supreme authority above the laws of the land; and going strong in dunamis prayer mode. 

No area is that which you mention with regard to our recovering what's rightfully ours more applicable than    and human rights in the judicial system; which was divinely designed by God for the good of the people.

 

 

The PDW team was guided to bring the judge's decisions into captivity to Proverbs 8:16.  On the morning following, the PDW attorney called.  Answering the call with praise and asking for the morning report, she reported God had turned the heart of the judge.  Making an 180 degree turnaround, the judge granted her three weeks.

In less than a month of my return home to Texas,  I received two back-to-back calls informing me the warfare had intensified. First call was from a remarkable (as defined by Seth Godin) criminal defense Christian warrior: "Hi, Ms. Stoker.  We just finished the morning session.  Not looking good. I'm up against a lot of evil.  I need prayer going on in that courtroom."  After calming down from the lawyer's morning report and request for prayer in the courtroom, I went online to make reservations. 

 

While online , I received another call.  "Ma, they're trying to railroad me.  I saw it on the face of that Judge, I was trembling on the inside and my knees were knocking.  I would not ask you to turn around and come back if I didn't need you here." 

When my son took a breath, I informed him I was online making reservations.  With intent to do so, but forgetting to pack my DVD tapes, I returned to California on January 20, 2016.

 

Prayer for the table of the PDW attorney to be prepared in the presence of her enemies

exceeded what I had considered.  The rod of my son's two edged sword, opened and placed, in front of him; and the PDW attorney's modern day staff--a laptop, 60-inch HDTV, and wireless presentation pointer, so well-prepared their table, the prosecution was unable to resist asking permission to use the widescreen HDTV for her presentation. 

Crowned with an Ali knowing, and masterfully using her presentation pointer to advance the video footage frame-by-frame, split-second by split-second, the PDW attorney was relentless in her strategic cross-examinations; utterly condemning the lying tongues of all three officers.

 

 

not only blessed us with a racially and gender diverse jury; but with one interactive juror.  Annoyed with the angered officer's determined evasive answer regarding which hand he had used to pull his gun from its holster, the juror asked permission to ask a question.  The judge granted permission for him to give his question to the bailiff, who in turn gave it to the judge.  After reading it, the judge asked the question. Outdone by his apparent attempt to escape self-incrimination, the officer answered.   

​The prosecuting attorney was fuming because my son had rejected their deal.  At the point of the pretrial hearing, the Holy Ghost had moved mightily upon the leader of the California PDW team; forewarning her the prosecuting attorney was harboring a heart of evil against my son.  The PDW team was guided to praise God for bringing illumination to the prosecution's plots and manipulation.

 

was  literally trembling and fumbling while trying to get her presentation equipment to work. Frustrated, she turned around and said, right there in the courtroom, "God doesn't like me." An odd remark, it was proven to have been so stated with good reason.   

 

It

had been decided that the prosecution's presentation equipment would be taken into the jury deliberation room  for use by the jurors.  However, divine intervention had caused equipment, the PDW attorney's equipment was set up in the deliberation room.

 

After the PDW-Attorney's equipment had been set up in the deliberation room, she and the prosecutor returned to their table in the now empty courtroom.

 

 

Lo and behold,   

the prosecutor's laptop comes on, and the start up page opens with the wile of a screen image with an image having potential to insidiously prejudice the mind of the jurors. 

 

 

 

My son has since been granted the right to bring the charge of excessive force against the two officers who fired their weapons; conspiracy against all three officers; conspiracy, false arrest, and malicious prosecution against the office of the district attorney.

 

AS I consider the seven pillars set forth in PDW, all areas are heavily hit. The attached file speaks to those which are working against my having a sound body. 

 

As one of several acts of my obedience of faith, I am making known my request for the force of speak-to-doubt not-mountain movers to help move the mountain of darts by speaking the  wp.  The request is directly connected to the intent of establishing a live platform for body of Christ believers to agree, speak-to, doubt-not, and move mountains.

 

 

 

 

 KOH Testimony

June 2, 2016 I was clinically diagnosed as legally blind--due

to the formation of cataracts. ​My purpose for getting the eye examination was to have medical documentation to validate my miracle report. 

 

Months in advance of going to the opthamologist, I had communicated--in detail--my concerns to Father God.  Commune time summarized, lights came on as I felt voice of the Spirit say: "Then the only reason you would allow them to do surgery on your eyes would be because you don't trust me." 

A warrior servant with more than 30 years of overcoming this, this, this, and that. that, that, by trust and trust in the LORD alone, I was surprised by the response of the Spirit.  My response was, "I don't trust anyone but you." 

 

 

 

With the decision to trust God for the miraculous removal of the cataracts came the realization of my needing to find instances where Jesus performed miracles relative to the eyes.  Blind Bartimaeus and the man blind from birth came to mind. Not born blind, I didn't understand at the time why I was guided to focus more on John 9:3.

It's important to note at the time of this decision to trust God for the miraculous removal of the cataracts, I had gone out to California for what I thought would be a short but proud trip to see my youngest granddaughter graduate from high school. 

 

 

PRESENCE DRIVEN WARRIOR

I did not have either of my DVD tapes with me.  Within days after my June 2, 2015 arrival in California, an unexpected battle arose; extending my intended short trip to six months; arriving home one week before Christmas.

At age 22 I bent over and was unable to stand up straight.   I went to see a chiropractor.  I was informed I had congenital scoliosis. Adjustments enabled me to stand up straight.  The follow-up visit with a medical doctor brought news that the condition was degenerative, and I had about 20 years to work.  Invincible at age 22, the doctor's prognosis was not taken seriously.

 

I was informed by back specialists the condition of my back was such that I would need a complete back fusion, which they did not recommend because I would still be in pain.

August 1991, the most damaged areas of L4 and L5 forced me to say goodbye to the years of sitting all day as a legal secretary; which by the way was 20 years and one month following my 44th birthday. 

Many years ago I had been informed the beginning stages of cataracts were noticeable.  While there in California, I experienced a rapid deterioration of vision.  This was  the point of my initial commune time with Father God; wherein the decision was made  I was not going to come opthalmologist to for an examined

In less than a month of my return home to Texas,  I received two back-to-back calls informing me the warfare had intensified. First call was from a remarkable (as defined by Seth Godin) criminal defense Christian warrior: "Hi, Ms. Stoker.  We just finished the morning session.  Not looking good. I'm up against a lot of evil.  I need prayer going on in that courtroom."  After calming down from the lawyer's morning report and request for prayer in the courtroom, I went online to make reservations. 

 

While online , I received another call.  "Ma, they're trying to railroad me.  I saw it on the face of that Judge, I was trembling on the inside and my knees were knocking.  I would not ask you to turn around and come back if I didn't need you here." 

When my son took a breath, I informed him I was online making reservations.  With intent to do so, but forgetting to pack my DVD tapes, I returned to California on January 20, 2016.

OBEDIENCE OF FAITH

Meditation upon the realization Jesus had given each of the men instructions, I asked of him what instructions would he have me to do.  I was given several instructions; one being to bring my overcoming testimony and request power of agreement to the speak to-doubt-not mountain moving body of  Christ believers.    

As an act of adding faith to my trust, the decision was made to determine the cost of the surgery for both eyes and plant the financial seeds into the kingdom. I was told my co-payment for the surgery might have cost about $2500.   As an act of obedience of faith, June 29th, 2016 I partnered--for life--with the ministry as divinely guided by Father God. I praise God for the soon to come day of the manifested financial wealth of my of birthright; at which point I will advance to the top level of partnership. 

The Emergence of Trust to Trust

On Saturday, August 27, 2016,  a  couple of months following hy commune time with Father God re the matter of trust,  I  was blessed to attend the last night of a revival at a local church I had been planning to visit. The Spirit of God moved through the visiting prophet to confirm within me a greater level of trust was needing to emerge. 

 

While prophesying about who was going to own the airwaves in four years, and numerous other world events, the prophet maintained the spirit of his prophetic flow, made an impromptu shift from world events, spoke the words: "Faith is you believe he has the ability; trust is you believe he will do it"; after which, he flowed right back into prophesying about world events.

I was taught to always come with an expectancy to hear from God and take notes.  Challenged with reading, I had a blue marker to take notes.  Feeling my inner quickening, my hand began writing the words spoken by the prophet. While there well might have also been others in the congregation, I knew beyond the shadow of any doubt whatsoever my Father was speaking to me.  Each time I meditate upon how he moved upon the prophet, I am encouraged to keep pressing toward my miracle.

Having received the miraculous vanishing of a blood clot in my leg many years ago, I didn't understand why my heart was not filled with trust for my vision to be miraculously restored.   Even with the unequivocal confirmation, my not understanding why I hadn't been shown the cataracts in the spirit realm (as had happened for me with the blood clot) was beginning to give rise to my questioning whether this was of me or of God. 

 

THE WORKING OF MIRACLES

It is so amazing how the Holy Spirit causes us to hear what we need to hear at the point of our needing to hear it. One day I heard you point out "the working of miracles." 

with the blood clot there had been no X-ray taken.  They ran the doppler down my leg and detected it.  I lost a cousin to a blood clot at age 33. The news that something in my body could travel and take me out caused fear to grip my heart so strongly it felt as though someone had stuck their hand in my chest and was squeezing my hear.  They were giving me treatment to dissolve it, but that was not going to  stop it from traveling and I wanted it taken care od happen as quickly as I wanted.

 

In the working of the blood clot, I was shown the blood clot in the spirit realm and was instructed to wrap the letters F A I T H around the clot