“On the Far Side Banks of Jordan…”

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Noel Joshua Hadley

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THE LONGER I’VE BEEN IN THE FAITH; THE MORE I MATURE; and the firmer I become on various doctrinal positions—everything from eschatology and cosmology to graceology and doxology—I find myself succumbing to an ever-deepening fear of the Lord on the understanding, and coming to terms with the fact, that I am indeed a fallible soul, and undoubtedly will at the moment of my death be very wrong on any number of positions which I firmly held to.

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Someday I am expected to give a full account, not only for how I lived out my practical—and at times, most impractical—beliefs in action, but far more importantly, what I wrote about and taught; and that is a frightening thought. I know I must stand before the Creator, and when I do, my legs may wobble with the muscular strength of a wet noodle when He calls my name and asks that I step forward. And yet I know my God is good.

At the risk of sounding irreverent to our Redeemers saving graces, I can’t help but imagine, from the moment I enter the gates of God’s kingdom, that I’ll simply fall on my face due to the mere realization that I actually made it; I’m in; I forsook the inheritance of the powers of darkness and the gods of this world in order that I might receive the crucified Christ; I survived the separation of the sheep and the goats and the fires of Gehenna. Like an exhausted swimmer who survived the shipwreck, and only now managed to collapse onto the sandy shore of an unknown island on the map—which ironically, I’d searched for my entire life—I’ll probably just lay there on my face. You guys will have to step over and sweep around me, and I may not even move for ten or twenty years while I continue lying there on my face contemplating the incredible reality of an eternity before me in which I might be a partaker of God’s delectable presence, now that heaven has finally conquered Earth.

I can only hope that one of you will finally come along, after I’ve been laying there for ten or twenty years on my face, and be like: “Dude, you can get up now. You missed out on the feast with Abraham and Isaac and the Prophets, and the ten-course meal was amazing, but we saved you some cake.”

I say this not to be irreverent towards God and His coming kingdom, but in hopes that my fellow brothers and sisters in the faith—those of you who love the Lord; who earnestly seek Him and attempt to understand what it means to be a disciple of the crucified Christ—move forward in humility, grace, and love, as each of us recognizes how easily we stumble over our own fallible minds. Let us not forget, if we have washed our robes in the blood of the lamb, that there is only one pilgrim’s journey and we happen to be on it together. Ultimately we’re simply trying to untangle ourselves from the horse blinders of human tradition and figure it all out.

God’s narrative, and his inheritance to come, is so much greater than our wildest schemes. When you forsake, “My will be done,” and pray therefore, “Thy will be done,” prepare to be awed.

Together we pray: “May God’s kingdom come and His will be done, on earth as it is in heaven….”

Look for me on the far side banks of Jordan.

 

“Do you not know that those who run in a race all run, but only one receives the prize? Run in such a way that you may win.  Everyone who competes in the games exercises self-control in all things. They then do it to receive a perishable wreath, but we an imperishable. Therefore I run in such a way, as not without aim; I box in such a way, as not beating the air; but I discipline my body and make it my slave, so that, after I have preached to others, I myself will not be disqualified.”

1 Corinthians 9:24-27

 

“For I am already being poured out as a drink offering, and the time of my departure has come.  I have fought the good fight, I have finished the course, I have kept the faith; in the future there is laid up for me the crown of righteousness, which the Lord, the righteous Judge, will award to me on that day; and not only to me, but also to all who have loved His appearing.”

2 Timothy 4:6-8

IN the summer of 2019, I was seated in the wine cellar of a walled Medieval town high above the Dordogne Valley of France, not far from Sarlat-la-Canéda, making phone calls, writing reports. I have given this story in other places and it appears as though you’re about to hear it again. Rob Skiba is a name you that you might be familiar with. Though he had made a name for himself as a Nephilim researcher, more recently Rob had taken a dive into the deep end of the pool via flat earth research. The recorded interviews I conducted between he and Rick Hummer, a fellow flat earth investigator and close friend of his, was published while still occupying that very wine cellar. Read all about it. Chicago Is Not a Mirage.

Word quickly spread. Within a few short weeks, dozens of flat earth researchers began accepting my invite for a private interview, if not a series of interviews. From a 17th-century tower built by King Louis XIV, and with a stunning view of the Alps, I sat down with Robbie Davidson, founder of the Flat Earth International Conferences, conducting multiple sessions. While staying in Dumfries, Scotland, David Weiss agreed to take part in the interviews, as did Bob Knodel of Globebusters. There were others. But when I asked the interviewees to discuss the moments that shaped their lives, among the many PSYOPs, false flag attacks, and hoaxes that were discussed, only these men committed commentary to the false 9/11 narrative.

The resulting recordings ballooned into The Unexpected Cosmology, a book which became a website and was even intended as an anthology. And of course, the following discourse was originally a chapter. It was Walt Disney who stated, “Disneyland will never be completed. It will continue to grow as long as there is imagination left in the world.” Those sentiments remain applicable here as well. American Sensationalism: The 9/11 Interviews was always intended to be expanded upon with the inclusion of new researchers. So I’m sorry to say the project became stagnant during the Covid-19 psychodrama. I took a break to tackle other projects. We lost Rob Skiba. Rob offered hours of private conversation regarding his life but we never got around to the big one. 9/11. It was in the cards. Sadly, Bob Knodel died soon afterwards. Voices are being squeezed from an entire generation. Gnosis passes with them.

In the aftermath, the FE community became fractured. People began going their separate ways. Robbie Davidson, among a noted few others who were interviewed for the project, got up and left the movement altogether. It is not my intent to erase his or the contributions of others if only brief. They came, they went, their testimonies remain.

The original vision may have hit roadblocks but it is not forgotten. I expanded this paper a few years later to include testimony from author Pauly Hart, a dear friend of mine. I had wanted to continue that trend every year thereafter but you know how it goes. For the 25th anniversary of the attack I have redirected my efforts to its first large scale expansion, including Andrew Hoy and Darrin Geisinger into the mix. Perhaps others will lend their experiences to the recorder in time.

The following is their report.

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