The call my Mother never expected.

  It was thanksgiving 1978, we were all read to eat our dinner at mom and dads, the phone rang, mom took the call in the other room.  When she returned she announced, my brother died in Jonestown, Guiana.
  Every year  there is a special on television about Jonestown, its the same story, yet I always watch it, just to see if I could get a glimpse of my uncle, last night was no exception, I watched again, still no glimpse.
  I often have wondered how could this happen to someone who was raised in a christian home, and have asked The Lord the same question.  The answer is always the same deception, and the answer to deception is always beware.
  I asked The Lord , where do you want me to go with this? His reply.  For if he who comes Preaching another Jesus, whom we have not Preached, or if you receive another spirit , which you have not received, or another gospel, which you have not accepted, you might well bear with him.  II CORINTHIANS 11: 4 (KJV).  It's what happened to my uncle.  We are responsible for everything that we hear.  If it isn't backed by The Word of God, ( in context), the old statement "buyer beware" applies.
  A trusted man I knew said to me," I would like to buy a section of land, and move my church on it, and have the people call me Papa." The red flag came up, the experience of my uncle came to life.  When I mentioned it to other's that knew him they said, "I never heard him say that!" It could be true.        Only God knows the motive of the heart.  In the case of Jim Jones it was his kingdom come, and my uncle payed the same price as Jones.