First off, a Merry Christmas to all readers and followers, and to those who have websites and blogs I follow as well. On top of that, have a blessed New Year.
Christmas of course is the celebration of the birth of Lord and Savior Jesus Christ, regardless of whether one thinks He was born on December 25 or not. Many claim He was born more likely in fall or autumn due to the fact within the Gospels that harvest time was near, and others claim that the date of December 25 was chosen by early religious authorities to appeal to the pagans who worshiped Mithras and other false gods who supposedly were born on December 25. The fact that He was born is good enough for me!
Further, the Biblical Book of Isaiah, Chapter 53, prophesies His birth and purpose, using passages such as—verse 4: Surely he hath borne our griefs, and carried our sorrows; verse 5: But he [was] wounded for our transgressions, [he was] bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace [was] upon him; and with his stripes we are healed.; verse 7: he is brought as a lamb to the slaughter,; verse 12: he bare the sin of many, and made intercession for the transgressors. And other verses. In Isaiah Chapter 7 is this key prophetic verse 14: Therefore the Lord himself shall give you a sign; Behold, a virgin shall conceive, and bear a son, and shall call his name Immanuel. The Gospel of Matthew Chapter 1 verse 23 verifies this prophecy: Behold, a virgin shall be with child, and shall bring forth a son, and they shall call his name Emmanuel, which being interpreted is, God with us.
Speaking of ‘prophecy,’ just as my The Prodigal Band Trilogy is called what it is called because the Gospel of Luke Chapter 15 Parable of the Prodigal Son was a key inspiration for the trilogy, the second novel of the trilogy is called The Prophesied Band for a reason: it contains ‘prophesies’ or, really, predictions, about the future, including some ‘end-times’-like scenarios—when the novel was published in 1998.
Here are some examples, or should I say, snippets indicating predictions which seem to be happening in these days, all from The Prophesied Band.
Chapter Seven opens with narrator pop culture pundit Jay Elliot hearing on the radio that a 5.5 earthquake just hit the mountainous area of Wales, where earthquakes are almost non-existent:
“Would you believe an earthquake in Wales?” folksy syndicated radio columnist Paul Harvard asked rhetorically. “It’s true, folks. A five-point-fiver hit today in the central Craggy Mountains of Wales not far from an archeological dig for the nineteen-hundred-and-fifty-year-old bones of Crynnwagg, one High Priest of the Druidic Crag-Dweller sect….”
The Book of Revelation Chapter Eleven (verses 13 and 19) and Chapter Sixteen (verses 18 and 19) claims that in the ‘end times’ there will be loads of earthquakes even in places unlikely to have earthquakes. Matthew 24 verse 7, Mark 13:8, and Luke 22:11 all make that same end-times claim, with earthquakes in ‘diverse places.’ Right now, there are earthquakes in the news almost daily, worldwide. One hit northern California a few days ago. Further, there have been two roughly 5.6 earthquakes within two weeks of each other just north of my neck of the woods, near tiny towns of Mentone and Toyah—these happened a few weeks ago. The last time an earthquake hit far west Texas was south of Alpine near Cathedral Mountain in 1995, roughly 5.5.
Another prediction I made had to do with a one-world-government-new-world-order scenario where dissidents would be captured and put on buses to be taken to internment-type camps. These sorts of things happen in totalitarian dictatorships such as the former Soviet Union, Communist China, North Korea, etc. Yet these days, this behavior also seems to be happening in ‘free’ countries as well. Several nations such as Australia supposedly rounded up folks who refused the covid ‘vaccine’ narrative and were bussed to ‘quarantine camps.’ Other nations have not used these types of camps but have forced ‘covid positive’ folks to be locked in their homes, and folks in general have been locked down at home for various periods of time, and school kids have been forced to do ‘virtual learning’ for at least a few months of not a full year. Then you have governments mandating ‘vaccine passports’ and such as some sort of ‘digital ID.’ This snippet from Chapter Eight, featuring Jay Elliot, who is on his way to a gala of sorts hosted by a phony ‘doctor’ and new age cult leader, reads like a precursor to what is happening now.
One night in a strange, cold California spring in perilous times, late May, 2000
I drove my car south from my house to St. Xenos for the most important opulent soiree the year witnessed, thinking this might be the last grand party ever.
Up ahead I saw red brake lights from a long line of cars going through one of the several checkpoints on the highway. This was my second such stop.
I heard from at least two cars’ stereo speakers a monster mega-hit from the recent past, on a night and in times like these. A song of jack-booted beat, vicious undertone of bass and sinister metallic strings—Sound Unltd’s ‘Blue Division.’
The global cops come in ‘peace’ to take us away.
A foot in your face, a deadly embrace.
When they inject your ‘mark,’
They eject your rights.
Then they’ll own your soul.
And never once did you put up a fight
Against the Blue Division.
A blue-uniformed law enforcer with a strange insignia on his shoulder patch stopped my car to check my driver’s license. I turned my stereo down.
“Driver license, plis.” The young man had a Russian accent.
I had it ready to show him. Held it out. He took it over to the nearby scanner to inspect the thumb-print, bar code, and national ID number all American driver’s licenses now contained. The card also had a retinal print, a voice print, and all identifying info anyone could possibly want. A national ID card.
He came back. “Are you US citizen, plis?”
“Absolutely, I’m an American.”
“Okay,” he said with a small wave on. “Rock all night.” He laughed.
I did not drive away. “Huh? What was that?”
“Rock all night.” Short laugh. “You know, the song. ‘Rock all day, rock all night, ‘til you get a heart attack’.”
“Oh, yeah, the song. A biggie. You like Sound Unltd?”
“Yes, I got all their CDs.”
Who knows? I might be able to use this line to get this guy to let me through on the way back. “Listen, I’m going to the bash at St. Xenos tonight. Erik Manning’s gonna be there. I’ll get his autograph for you.”
“Really? You do that?”
“Yeah. You can have it if I get to drive through here on the way home. And all the other checkpoints. Okay?”
“I’ll try. Okay?”
I was waved through the next two checkpoints.
At the last one, I saw an unmarked windowless bus parked off to the left side of the checkpoint. A line of people chained ankle to ankle were being loaded onto it.
About that injecting ‘your mark’ and ejecting ‘your rights’ part in the song lyric above, that, of course, relates to the prophecy in Revelation Chapter 13 about ‘the mark of the Beast,’ which some claim is being ‘injected’ into folks who take the covid mRNA ‘vaccine.’ I do not think the ‘vaccine’ contains ‘the mark of the Beat,’ but it is more likely a precursor to this ‘mark.’ Why? Because those who take the mark of the Beast do so willingly, whereas many folks taking the ‘vaccine’ have no choice if they want to keep their jobs or attend college, etc. Young children may also be forced to take it to attend public school…not every parent can home school their children as I did, unfortunately.
And then there is one of my favorite snippets from Chapter Eight which takes place at this gala referenced above. Elliot, upon arriving at the gala, witnesses celebrity after celebrity and other ‘high and mighty’ elites wearing all sorts of furs—chinchilla, mink, sable, and more—when these same people are constantly advocating animal rights, protecting mother nature, and calling for the denial of the ‘little people’ from enjoying the rights these hypocrites claim for themselves. Fictional rockers and other celebrities are mentioned in this snippet. Elliot, upon listening to the celebs jabbering about their ‘activism’ while wearing clothing primarily made from animal skins, considers what prodigal band manager Joe Phillips once told him:
DomGerry, April’s poster boy for the Nature Club, discussed a juicy tax-break idea with his friends Jonny Kirk and Jillian Lowe—stars of the live-action movie version of Tree Huggers—and Jeff ‘Ax’ Axman, a major stockholder of a new cable TV network called The Whole Earth Channel. As I approached them I thought to myself how ironic it was these ‘nature activists’ wore either kid leather, ostrich leather, or leopard skins; DomGerry wore alligator-skin boots; Kirk and Lowe both wore chinchilla furs to the bash.
Joe Phillips had once told me the watchword of his father’s new order was hypocrisy. Protection of nature really meant protection of the right of the rich to plunder nature while denying access to the masses like those hapless people being loaded on that windowless bus.
But instead of trying to deny us everyday folks the right to wear animal skins, these days these hypocrites are trying to convince us eating bugs or eating fake ‘lab grown meat’ is ‘trendy,’ even pretending to eat this garbage on video! Does anyone really think wealthy celebrities and elites will eat bugs? Of course not!
Finally, the second trilogy novel is called The Prophesied Band as it opens with a ‘prophetic’ song given to a rock band from Walltown (as with the prodigal band) that ‘prophesies’ the coming rock band that will lead the young to follow Christ. The snippet below carries part of the song lyric for the song ‘Legend of the Prophesied Band.’
The beginning of time, the alpha (spoken)
The voice of The Creator did sing (sung)
Before the day of fire, a band will inspire
The young out of darkness they’ll bring
They’ll deliver the youth to His loving truth.
A prophesied band. Who is this band? (spoken)
Only He and The Tooters know for sure.
Before the third millennium comes due (sung)
The angels will make a deal.
“You’ll be the best in the land, the greatest-ever band
And the Almighty Spirit be with you.”
And they will dance with Satan,
And they will be filled with lust.
Their minds won’t be their own.
They’ll be the tools of the unjust.
Yes, the prodigal band did ‘deliver the youth to His loving truth.’ This began when they were given those ‘missions of God’ simultaneously by God’s angels, the Tooters, as they performed the final song of the festival they headlined in July 2000, which is the year before the third millennium. Did they ‘dance with Satan’? Yes, and they were also filled with lust. Because of the red crystal of Corion that Swami Negran used to control them, their minds were not their own at times. And they were tools of the unjust as they acted out the nihilistic agenda on- and off-stage that the evil elites wanted—willingly—to maintain their ‘rock god’ status.
Even though this ‘prophecy’ does not exactly relate to today (and are Christian rockers really helping youth to accept Christ as Lord and Savior? Hmmmmm.), this sort of thing could happen in the near future, and it will likely happen online or via video. Let’s pray that this happens for real.
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