Ever since he was a child, Manny Benson was fascinated with ancient Biblical artifacts, archaeology, and mythology. He would bend the ear of anyone unlucky enough to be within range to expound upon his newest idea on what happened to Noah’s Ark, the Ark of the Covenant and whose image it was on the Shroud of Turin. But more than anything else, Manny loved to talk about his theories concerning the blood of Christ.
“Imagine if the blood of Christ was actually in this clay pot, ” Manny said. “Scientists around the world would go crazy wanting to analyze it. Think about it. If Christ was actually born of a virgin, then God was his actual birth father, not Joseph. At conception there are forty-six chromosomes necessary to create a human being. Twenty-three from the biological mother and twenty-three from the biological father. If God was the biological father of Christ then twenty-three chromosomes imparted to Christ at conception are divine. Anyone discovering even the tiniest drop of the blood of Christ would be discovering the DNA of God!
“Scientists looking through their microscopes at the DNA of God might be looking at the beginning of the universe, for all the created universe had to have started with God’s DNA.
“If this little bottle, ” Manny picked up the little clay pot and was tossing it back and forth between his sweaty palms like a football. “If this little clay pot contains the blood of Christ, then imagine what it could do in healing the sick; or raising of the dead, or even…time travel! The possibilities are endless!”
Despre autor
John Williams’ own personal spiritual adventure blossomed at the age of 15 during the Jesus Movement in the late 1960s. His brother came home from Viet Nam, dragged him to church and that was it. Saved, once and for all. John began to play guitar, write songs and perform at churches and concerts. John wrote all the songs on an album he recorded in 1976 called Perfect Peace. This opened him up to the endless possibilities of his creative nature. Once the Charismatic Movement died down, John briefly attended bible college where he entered an annual poetry contest. ‘Do you want to win an easy $25?’ the flyer read. John’s friend encouraged him to enter, so right then and there, he scribbled a poem on a napkin.
A bed two bibles one roughly open,
One roughly torn, another resting on my shelf.
Rain dripping heavily at my window,
Wind blowing.
I can’t sleep.
A bed two bibles one roughly open,
One roughly torn, another dusty one on my shelf.
An ash tray, two crumpled, smoked butts
They just lie there,
tired.
The T.V. in the other room.
Why does it throw my parents to a trance.
I hate you T.V.
But I have a bed two bibles one roughly open,
One roughly torn, another dirty one on my shelf,
Saying ‘read me.’
She typed the poem up, and a week later John was congratulated at Chapel for winning the contest. The poem was read to the student body and John received a $25 check while shaking hands all around. John suddenly became a paid published and read author at the age of nineteen.
Prior to these accomplishments, John’s high school art teacher chose his unique art to be displayed at Oregon Congressman Dellenback’s office for a whole year. John graduated from the University of Oregon in Political Science in 1982 and currently lives in sunny Arizona with his wife Christine.