As I prepare to graduate and receive my Masters Degree this June, from the mentoring of A. Graham Maxwell and the late, great Robert P. Iacono, I really learned the "Why's" that are behind our health message, especially, as it applies to the frontal lobes. It is ironic, that as soon as we reach puberty and the "Age of Accountability" as our brain chemistry is "reshuffling the deck" we are more vulnerable to silent trauma than when we were at twelve days old. All of the guys that Iacono and I talked to in maximum security at Chino Central Prison-- all had endured major silent trauma at the age of 12, which thrust them into undiagnosed, untreated, teen depression; i.e. "I was riding on the back of my father's motorcycle when a car cut us off and I saw the rear tire of the car roll over my father's head." The prefrontal cortex does NOT fully develop until age 25, and in my research for my thesis, in regards to circadian rhythm, our adolescent youth are staying up until 1:30 a.m. on average, throwing their circadian rhythm out by two time zones, this results in ADHD, adolescent anti-social personality disorder (which it is so common now that it is almost considered normal), and bi-polar. All have a tendency to self-medicate, which harms the frontal lobes even more--further impairing the development of the frontal lobes, leaving it easy prey for Satan.

It is not surprising to read EGW in Volume 7A of the Bible Commentary on Peter's Ladder page 944 (II Peter 1:3-11) "6. Temperance Precedes Patience.---'And to temperance patience.' An intemperate man never can be a patient man. 'Temperance comes first, and then patience.'" Patience is the cornerstone to 1 Corinthians 13, Love is patient... and Revelation 14:12, Here is the patience of the saints..without frontal lobes it is almost impossible to be patient.

Prior to coming into the church, my sons were 4 and 5, hyperactive, impatient, aggressive, with the runny noses, etc. Then I heard of the Fiengold Diet, "No artificial colorings, flavorings, preservatives, and sugars." He instructed parents to drastically change the children's diet, reducing it down to basics and then adding one thing at a time and wait four to eight hours to see if there was a reaction. By doing this I found my sons becoming patient, obedient, docile, and less sickly. It was almost like we detoxed them. They would go to their little friend's house next door or across the street and come home bouncing off the walls and I would ask if they ate or drank anything while they were visiting? They would tell me they had some Hi-C orange drink. We would have to wait three days, before sanity was restored in the house. My sons became very trusting to what I would tell them about what they should eat or drink. Wouldn't God have loved that experience? "Daddy can I have this?" and then I would read the ingredients and we would discuss it. They enjoyed feeling good. Feingold said, "Everybody's body is different, some have higher reactions and the additives and sugars impact people differently." While going through a divorce, I took the youngest (the wild one-the one his mother could not control) to an Angel game with a friend and his young son. I shared about the diet and my friend thought I was becoming fanatic. He said that his son was a regular, red-blooded All-American boy. His son was running on 220 when he slept!!! At the game, all of the vendors would come by, selling hot dogs, cokes, cotton candy, peanuts, etc. All of the children around us were gorging, along with my friend's son. My little guy would see all of the other kids eating everything, and he was asking if he could have some and I would say, "No." and then I began to feel guilty for doing the Right Thing. Finally, I broke down and bought him a Carnation Frosty Malt. (A name I thought I could trust) My friend finally thought I was coming to my senses. After only one spoon full, my little guys detonated. My friend's eyes lit up as I grabbed my son and ran for the restroom. I found an empty stall and sat there holding him while he cried. His body was so clean that one bite, when under the tongue and straight to his brain. I held him there for about thirty minutes and he finally feel asleep in my arms. If anybody from the Food and Drug would have been near by, I would have been found guilty of murder, but I was even madder at myself. When I returned, my friend began asking me about foods, because he was now a witness. (Upon my return, I read the ingredients and saw that it had the stuff used in making antifreeze.)

Our health message has been given to prepare the frontal lobes for the SEALING. Satan is doing all that he can to disrupt our ability to resist, by having our rebellious nature fight proper sleep habits for the synthesis of melatonin so that we can enter REM. In order for this to occur, we must be sure to ingest tryptaphan and B-6 for the synthesis of serotonin, because it takes serotonin, darkness, sleep, and silence to produce the melatonin. Both neurotransmitters are essential in order to have the prefrontal cortex and the temporal lobes in maximum operating condition. This is essential in order to have the fruit of the spirit, because without frontal lobes we lack the ability to care and experience the warm, sympathetic emotions and feelings. It is difficult to make good decisions and to modulate behaviors without the frontal lobes.

My thesis project is to SPECT brain scan 10 individuals, of all five races, both genders, with a history of substance abuse, feed them a vegan diet for three months, half will also receive vital supplements, test their urine and blood to track oxidative stress, and then post SPECT the brain again to evaluate whether there has been any restoration in their prefrontal cortex and temporal lobes, while taking the supplemental group through my Socratic Pedagogy/Kohlberg/Agape class, to also attempt to discern if there has been any moral maturity.

Our health message is vital and nothing can come close to it in restoring and ensuring that the frontal lobes are operative, Daniel and his three friends have provided ample evidence. I am a voice in the wilderness, crying "make straight the way" for the BRIDEGROOM COMETH.