Biblical Formula For Determining The Truth

Diane and Charlie,

Before you read any of the remaining Blog posts, you need to read this.

For many years I have struggled with how to show you and others the truth about what really happened to me and to you, but I've often found it difficult because it is claimed that they don't know who is really telling the truth and who is lying

Until I read one day Revelation 22:18-19 for myself. It reads in the New International Version as follows:

18 I warn everyone who hears the words of the prophecy of this book: If anyone adds anything to them, God will add to him the plagues described in this book.

19 And if anyone takes words away from this book of prophecy, God will take away from him his share in the tree of life and in the holy city, which are described in this book.

Now how is that a Biblical formula for determining the truth from a lie? Allow me to explain.

If we accept that God's word forever settled in heaven (Psalm 119:89 ) and is always truth (John 17:17 ), then we must accept that Truth never changes and is always constant (unchanging, or immutable).

I have always maintained my innocence toward you both and have never changed it.

If Truth is unchanging, and I have always maintained my innocence without changing it, I therefore am telling you the truth in the sight of God.

Compare that to the versions that have been told you by your mother, Pat Swanson, John McCue, Elaine Schmidt, and Amy Hemenway:

Pat Swanson says that I molested you on three separate occasions.

John McCue's report says that I committed incest against you.

Your mother says that I taught you how to jump up and down while on top of my lap - inferring some sexual connotation.

Now compare this with what I have shown you about Truth being unchangable to what Pat Swanson, John McCue, and your mother have stated about me, and you will see that their "truth" has changed not twice, but three times.

Run this through God's Formula of determing the truth and see if my truth or their "truth" = God's Unchanging Truth.

If this shows that I indeed have told you the truth, then you may read my side of the story that others have forced me to keep silent about. Your own mother told me that if I ever told you my side of the story, she would cut off all communications between you and me. I was completely at the mercy of your mother - who ended up cutting off all communications between us anyway when she and Ralph moved you to Paducah, KY.

I affirm to you by the Living, Omniscient, Omnipresent, and Omnipotent God Most High in Heaven that if your mother had not cut off all communictions between us that you would have called me to inform me of the hell you were living in, and I would have rescued you from that place and returned you to the comfort of my living space immediately!

No one should have endured the hell that your mother and Ralph put you through! If you had lived with me, there would have been no reason to involve the Child Protective Services ever again in your life - or mine!

May God bless you and give you the wisdom from above to understand the rest of my weblog entries regarding you and me. May He also open your heart that you may desire to return home to the bosom of my love on this side of Heaven.

I love you and miss you both,
Dad

Merry Christmas, Diane and Charlie - Wherever You Are

Merry Christmas Darling
Words and music by Karen and Richard Carpenter

Greeting cards have all been sent
The Christmas rush is through
But I still have one wish to make
A special one for you

Merry Christmas darling
We're apart that's true
But I can dream and in my dreams
I'm Christmas-ing with you

Holidays are joyful
There's always something new
But every day's a holiday
When I'm near to you
The lights on my tree
I wish you could see
I wish it every day
Logs on the fire
Fill me with desire
To see you and to say

That I wish you Merry Christmas
Happy New Year, too
I've just one wish
On this Christmas Eve
I wish I were with you

Logs on the fire
Fill me with desire
To see you and to say

That I wish you Merry Christmas
Happy New Year, too
I've just one wish
On this Christmas Eve
I wish I were with you

I wish I were with you

I'll Be Home For Christmas
Written by James 'Kim' Gannon, composed by Walter Kent, and originally sung by Bing Crosby for our World War II soldiers

I'll be home for Christmas;
You can count on me.
Please have snow and mistletoe
And presents on the tree.

Christmas Eve will find me
Where the love-light gleams.
I'll be home for Christmas
If only in my dreams.

And finally, my personal favorite...

Please Come Home For Christmas
Written by Charles Brown and composed by Gene Redd

Bells will be ringing this sad Christmas Eve,
Oh what a Christmas to have the blues.
My baby's gone, I have no friends
To wish me greetings once again.

Choirs will be singing Silent Night,
Christmas carols by candlelight.
Please come home for Christmas,
Please come home for Christmas,
If not for Christmas, by New Year's night.

Friends and relations send salutations.
Sure as the stars shine above;
But this is Christmas, yes Christmas, my dear,
The time of year to be with the ones you love.

So won't you tell me you'll never more roam,
Christmas and New Year's will find you home.
There'll be no more sorrow, no grief and pain,
And I'll be happy, happy once again.
Oh, there'll be no more sorrow, no grief and pain,
And I'll be happy, Christmas once again!

How ever long it takes, Diane and Charlie, come home for Christmas; and if not this Christmas, maybe next year - for you both will be 18 or over and not under the control of Richard and Shirley Rich. At the right time, I will come for you, or you can come home to me, where I will be your father and you will be my daughter and son.

If you come home to me, I will not want for anything more. There is not anything or any amount of money that will ever take the place of your love for me or my love for you. It is an emotion born of the heart that can never totally separate us, though the DCBS stole you from my heart and put many miles between us.

Diane and Charlie, it never gets any easier. I post this knowing crying because I know in my heart you will not be here. It never got any easier for me when preparing for the Home For The Holidays concert in Memphis. It will not get any easier when Karissa begins to play the Christmas music after Thanksgiving.

May God grant you the desire to return home to me, and to know and understand the truth about your mother and me, and why things came to their conclusion. At that time, you will understand that it was my desire to bring you home to me, but things were out of my hands and out of my control.

So come home for Christmas this year, and make my joy full beyond belief.

Merry Christmas, Diane and Charlie!
Love, Dad

So, What Do You Want For Christmas

Not long after I graduated from Western Kentucky University with my Bachelor of Music degree, I started wanting to get a piano, as I wanted to be better at playing certain pieces of music I learned during my tenure down there. After that, when my family asked me what I wanted for Christmas, I told them "what I want, you can't afford!"
They knew what I meant, so it was more of a joke than anything.

However, after March 31, 1994, that piano was not all that important anymore! I had lost my good name and my hopes for being a proper father to Diane and Charlie. From March 31, 1994 to December 12, 2001 all I wanted for Christmas was to have Diane and Charlie return home to me. It was what Diane wanted in November 1995 and what both Diane and Charlie wanted on December 14, 2000.

However, it was not to be, as the Kentucky DCBS convinced Charlie to change his mind on April 2001. I could see that it wasn't what Charlie really wanted, as he cried during the whole time he was saying that. I wanted to say to him "I know you really don't believe that," but when your visits are supervised by the KY DCBS, you don't say that. In fact, you don't say anything to them because it will be held against you in the Termination Bench Trial.

Such was the case when after the visit I went to Diane and told her "Promise me before God that you will come look for me when you age out of foster care;" and at that time, Diane said that she would. They tried to hold that against me, but I don't think they really succeeded.

However, they did succeed in getting the foster parents to change their minds and adopt Diane and Charlie. To this day, I maintain that if they did not adopt my children, the DCBS would have had to explain to the McCracken County Family Court that they were unsuccessful in placing Diane and Charlie up for adoption. By convincing the foster parents to adopt, they would save face with the McCracken County Family Court Judge.

Diane is now 19 and is finishing up her first semester at Carl D. Perkins Voc Rehab Center at Thelma, KY. I am hoping that Diane will get around to answering Karissa's letter she sent to her on my behalf. We are still waiting for that answer. I may have to be the one to encourage her to call me. However, I am going to have to go at it in a round about way.

So what do I want for Christmas? It may not be until this time next year, but I want my children to come home for Christmas - as the song goes,

Come home for Christmas,
Please come home for Christmas,
If not for Christmas,
Then, maybe next year!

Diane Carol, If You Can See This, Read Below

Diane,

Your Aunt Nancy and I spoke, and I primarily called to wish your Grandpa Littlejohn a Happy 86th Birthday. How good it would have made him feel if you had been with Grandpa and Nancy. Grandpa is now home from the hospital using a walker to help him. God has given him the strength to live to see another birthday.

I am here to ask you to reconsider the way you have been taught to think about me. Truth never suffers from investigation. I am the only one who can give you the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth - so help me God!

I can tell you everything you have been wanting to hear that your mother, your mother's parents, Pat Swanson, Elaine Schmidt, Tena Phillips, Judge Cynthia Sanderson, and Robert Clipper, M.A., L.M.F.T. has forbidden me to tell you.

What I can do is give you links to items that will help you learn the real truth. First, you can read this Blog to see the truth. Second, you can read some items about the system that "protected " you from me. The best I can do right now is for you to read my website at http://thefightagainstcps.tripod.com/ and also a website compiled by a friend of mine in Los Angeles, CA named Suncana Alvarado - http://suncanaa.com/home as it shows you how the Child Protective System has failed to protect in many cases, and in other cases has shown that "last year over two million American families were falsely accused of child abuse!!!!"

Such was my fate over you and Charlie; and yet, there was never a time that you were far from my heart. Remember how I told you that when I wasn't with you that I was with you in heart? Just read my entries in this blog. There was never a time that I wasn't with you in heart. Remember how I told you to have hope in your heart and when my ship came in I would come for you? You never received that because your mother intercepted it. She never wanted me to be your's and Charlie's father.

My life has been a never-ending journey making my way back to you. I almost had you and Charlie back in my custody, execpt that your mother made it clear to the KY DCBS that they couldn't find me because I was in prison. Tena Phillips was surprised that she even found me when your mother said I couldn't be found. I nearly got you both back, but Satan had his way to keep you and Charlie from me.

Remember when Grandma Littlejohn died and Richard and Shirley brought you down to Ripley, TN? You and Charlie sat on either side of me. When I was still with Carol, she told me that Charlie told her right in earshot of Richard and Shirley, "Diane and I want to come live with you and Dad as soon as this is over with." Charlie may not remember that, but I don't think Carol would lie about that.

Unfortunately, Carol and I parted company, and although she would have liked to stay in touch with me, her constant accusatory moods were getting to me. All I know right now is that I am with a woman named Karissa Elizabeth Ann Lowell who is helping me along. She, a woman named Linda Weston in Southern Illinois, and I are all directors of an organization called the United Family Rights Association. I want you to consider joining

http://groups.yahoo.com/group/UFRA_Adult_Children_Victims_of_CPS/join, http://groups.yahoo.com/group/AParentandChildReunion/join, http://groups.yahoo.com/group/UFRA-Adoption-FosterCare-Reunions/join, http://groups.yahoo.com/group/UFRA_CPS_FAMILY_REUNIONS/join, and http://groups.yahoo.com/group/victimofchildrenandfamilyservices/join.

I know that these are a lot of groups to throw at you all at one; but if you have to choose one of them, the first one would help you. It will put you directly in touch with Karissa and me. I know where you are at. You can surf the web and find this blog. You will see my thoughts on what I was going through, missing you each and every minute.

This link http://www.rangeguide.net/afather.htm was the letter I was going to give you on the day the McCracken Family Court declared your mother and me unfit as parents. Now is the time that you should read this. Read also the previous blog entry from a song by Enya entitled "If I Could Be Where You Are."

Another song ends:

"18 Yellow Roses will wilt and die one day/BUT A FATHER'S LOVE WILL NEVER FADE AWAY!"

I have loved you then, I love you now, and shall always love you with an everlasting love.

Robert Littlejohn - your real and true Dad - not by the will of Kentucky or the United States of America, but by the Will of the Eternal and Almighty God! Come home soon!

If I Could Be Where You Are

The words are from Roma Ryan, lyricist for Enya, from Enya's CD Amarantine. I dedicate this to my daughter Diane and my son Charlie:

Where are you this moment?
Only in my dreams.
You're missing, but you're always
A heartbeat from me.

I'm lost now without you,
I don't know where you are.
I keep watching, I keep hoping,
But time keeps us apart

Is there a way I can find you,
Is there a sign I should know,
Is there a road I could follow
To bring you back home?

Winter lies before me
Now you're so far away.
In the darkness of my dreaming
The light of you will stay

If I could be close beside you
If I could be where you are
If I could reach out and touch you
And bring you back home

Is there a way I can find you
Is there a sign I should know
Is there a road I can follow
To bring you back home to me

Charlie's Senior Year Begins

I know I have put Charlie's picture up in other entires before, but this is special because it is his final year at Christian Fellowship High School in Benton, Kentucky. Now I have to wait 245 days, 1 hour, and 51 minutes before he graduates on May 17, 2008. Then I will have to wait another 99 days, 9 hours, and 15 minutes until he turns 18 on July 26, 2008.

In an earlier post I wrote on his birthday, I mentioned to him that he would become what the Kentucky Revised Statues call the Age of Majority (18) and that he would be able to make decisions for himself without interference from the Richs. The Richs are intent on keeping my children from me. The Illinois DCFS never alleged that I did anything wrong to my son, only to my daughter. To this day, no hard physical corroborating evidence backs that up; and as a result, my DCFS records were expunged in May 1999.

I believe that Charlie will be the one to understand that I never did anything wrong to Diane. It is he who will be instrumental in bringing Diane to me. Once the truth is known, they may hate their mother, but I will have nothing to do with bringing that about. They will do that on their own. I will - on the other hand - encourage them to love their mother, but hate the sin. If we must be Christ-like and to be as perfect (complete) as God is perfect, we must learn how to love the sinner and hate the sin.

Charlie, good luck in your last year. If your grades have been great, and your SAT and ACT test scores are good, you will get scholarships into whatever field you want to go into. You don't have to go into music - as I did - but you can be whatever you want to be - even if you do decide to major in music - if you just work hard in college. Keep your eye on Western Kentucky University, for that is where I went. If you do decide to go into music, drop my name to Leslie Lloyd, David Gibson, and Joe Stites, for they were in college when I was there. Also, drop my name to Dr. Mitzi Groom, the department head, for she has one of my email addresses.

Good luck, and work hard!

Dad

Diane's High School Graduation

Today is May 19, 2007, and at 4:00 PM Diane Carol Littlejohn (no, I still will not call her by her adoptive last name) will graduate from Marshall County High School. Since her mother and the adoptive parents have done the damage in keeping me away from me and not her mother or her maternal grandfather, I will not be getting an invitation or an announcement of the graduation. Since Illinois and Kentucky in their wisdom judged me unworthy of being Diane and Charlie's father, they have in effect severed the ties between my children and me.

If Diane has any love left for me, she will remember the promise I had her make before God that she would find me when she aged out of foster care. She needs to remember that promise, for payment upon that promise will commence after the Graduation Exercises end.
Lord God of Heaven and Earth, please put it into Diane's heart to come search for me as soon as she is able to do so, and please put it into the heart of Charlie when he turns 18 on his birthday next year. They will never know just how much I have missed them and wept over their absence until they meet me and come to a knowledge of the real truth.