When one's own Government makes us feel like Criminals!!!

Bloggers, only late last month on the 22nd of October I had my Driver's License renewed. But for about a year and two months I went without a driver's license because when I went to renew my expiring license for September 11th, 2024, I was denied the renewal in Seguin, Texas although my driver's license already had a Gold Circle with the Five-Pointed Star on the upper right-hand corner of the card. And so, I was sent to get some proof of residency paperwork and so I took my DD 214 Military record and other receipts that they said would suffice as proof of Legal Residency but then they said that was not enough. So, they asked for me to bring them my Birth Certificate, and I told them that I had lost it somewhere in all the transactions with the Military because they demanded Birth Certificate as well. And I also told them that it was possible that it was lost in two major floods that we had in San Marcos, Texas back-to -back in 1970 and 1971 when my family lived by the San Marcos River or when my Dad would place all our official records in a card board box up in the attic of the house knowing that we had leaking roofs from time to time. I told the D.P.S. personnel that I couldn't locate any birth certificates for my family. But they instructed me to check with County Officials for those records or the hospital where I was born. But they said I had to bring a Birth Certificate if I intended to renew my Driver's License. At that time, I still had about two weeks to go before my birthday on the 11th, so I went to my V.S.O. Veteran representative for the Texas Veterans, and they search my whole Military Records and found that I had presented a Birth Certificate upon enlisting in the Army in 1970. However, the records were not showing because they had been destroyed in a great fire in State of Missouri V.A. Facility where my records had been stored at in the 1970's. So, I thanked these Veteran representatives because these people truly care about the Veterans. Then I went to the County Courts Record Department, and they had no Birth certificate other than that there was mention that my parents did present a birth certificate when I entered Public School in 1957. But it turned out after going to the San Marcos School District that all records pertaining to Children's Records for my time period had been deleted from the School System two years ago. Can you imagine what I was going through emotionally and mentally during this time. And what I was saying to myself then was, "I hope this Government won't send me to Old Mexico or South America when and if I get deported along with all the other Illegals." Heck! I said to myself, "Send me to Korea or Vietnam or China but not Old Mexico please! Heck, send me to Germany but not South America!" And keep in mind that it is during this time that Illegal Immigrants are being dragnetted and shipped back to their Countries of origin under the Trump Administration. And so many thoughts were running through my mind, and I was beginning to see that I was now facing a great personal crisis, like as if I really needed any more in my bowl of bad soup. Then September 11th, comes and goes and I am still hunting for what can I get to connect with someone with my records. And then I remembered that they said try your local hospital. So, I go and ask where I can get of hold of the San Marcos Memorial Hospital Birth Records. And I am told they are nonexistent because that hospital left no records after they went away. But do you know what guys..., some years ago I remember that I was being asked by some official office of Texas in some transaction to bring a birth certificated as proof of legal residency and I started the process at securing those records at the Austin Texas Vital Statistics in two separate occasions, but the lines were so long that I hated being there and waiting there. And I remember clearly that many American Whites and Blacks and Hispanics worked at this place at this time. And when I finally got to a window and clerk, I had to pay to have them search for my Birth record. And then they said they couldn't find me, so I left the first time and came back another time and asked them to try again. And so, I pay again for the search and then they told me that since they couldn't find me that I needed to apply for a Delayed Birth Certificate. And so, I asked them... how long is that going to take, and they said anywhere from three months to a year. And so, I walked away and I told myself I would cancel the transaction, and I did. Now I really regret that move. However, who knew this "Real I.D. Act" was coming down our Track. Well, this Act was enacted since 2005 but not enforced until 2024 when I happened to have to renew my license again. Nonetheless, now I am right back with this problem of applying for a Delayed Birth Certificate. But this time when I go back to Vital Statistics in Austin in 2024, almost all the employees there are clearly Immigrants from Old Mexico and Central and South America. And believe it or not there was an immediate clash between me and them, especially the Guards whose guns and holsters almost dragged the floor because these foreigners were so short in height. And that was another ordeal I'll never forget because I was just not being understood by these clerks when I spoke to them in English. It took three different times on different days for me to finally get the Delayed Birth Certificate Record application officially going. And they said it would take less than three months for me to get my record. However, about three months later they write and tell me that the information I summitted was insufficient. Then they asked for other proof. But I said to them in a phone call that I had given them what they had asked for, and they said that the U.S. Government demanded more information. Therefore, I sent that Information and waited again and then they write another Denied Letter for my application and explained that more information about my Catholic Church Record for my Baptismal was needed like an official Seal and signature of Head Priest on it and packaged in an Official Letter Head Vanilla envelope from that Church. But the Austin Record office sat on this obvious unofficial Baptismal record all these months and now finally catches the problem with that record. Well, I sent this information back to the Austin Office and I thanked the Catholic Personnel which were mostly females... for all that they had done for me. However, now I am almost 10 months into this odyssey and still at the Catholic Church where the women are shaking their heads and wondering why they didn't catch this either? Then a White Catholic woman helped us with   providing all the official signatures of officiating Priest required and letters from that St. John's Catholic Church with their letter heads and then she said something truly spiritually up lifting to me in front of the others there and said this to me, "In the end of all this trouble you have been going through, believe that it will be worked out in your favor because everybody that has been working on your case in Austin, are making sure that all the dots have been dotted and all the T's have been crossed to make sure you get your paperwork done to the requirements of this Government. And believe me when I tell you that in three months when you get your Delayed Birth Certificate to you, you will be better off for it!" Then as she walked away, she smiled at me, and I smiled at her and said thank you. And about three months after that encounter with the women at this Church I got my Delayed Birth Certificate and Driver's License renewed. But...there was still more denials between these three months because the Government wanted my oldest living Blood relatives to write a letter claiming that what I was claiming was true. Moreover, the letters had to be legally notarized by Notary Public. And that was another episode to this saga of mine. However, I went on driving for all that time as I waited because I have medical appointments and food and things to buy and I live alone. I have Full car Insurance paid up always on time and I haven't got a ticket from police for any driving offense in many years. But during this time of driving illegally without a driver's license was a very bad feeling for me. I really felt like I was a criminal again. And the stress of having an accident, never mind whose fault it was, was not good nor in my favor. And my driving time was really restricted to only moments of true necessity. But there was that nagging specter of having to lose Citizenship and all the Rights and Benefits one fought hard for taken away just because of lack of Birth Certificate. And for me, anyway, it was like having to be with some people of your own kind that one just can't stand being with. Nevertheless, when that good Catholic White woman told me that I would get my Delayed Birth Certificate in three months, the reason that I smiled back at her was because I knew that she was right about her prophetic statement. And the reason for that was because when I would talk to God about my great disappointments with so many delays during this ordeal, and all the other times of having to wait for this or for that like healing or better wealth and prosperity or for a good fine older Christian woman, I never heard from Him as others do. Further, I didn't get answers either in my spirit or audibly. It was just like I was talking to myself. But deep down inside me I knew that He is Listening and He does hear us I guarantee you that He does. And I remember that one night, months before the last encounter at the Catholic Church and the White Catholic woman, and even as I was bugged by witches' attacks, I had this dream anyway... watch. As the dream opens, I see myself walking into a large, opened room in some building somewhere and I land in an upper story floor of that building. It is daytime and this room is a waiting area that has many rows of chairs and in front of these chairs are three ancient ghostly like men sitting behind a large wood desk. And in the chairs men are sitting waiting for their names to be called. And on top of the desk are many official looking documents laying there. And I am sitting towards the front and also waiting on my name to be called. But as I look, not from where I am sitting, but from an aerial view from a dreamer's point of view, I see my Birth Certificate and my Driver's License on top of that desk. And as two of the men are reviewing somebody's document, I get up and walk up to the desk, and I see my Birth Certificate. So, I said to the two men that I came to pick up my Birth Certificate and Driver' s license. And they said, "We haven't called your name yet." Then I said, "Well, there is my Birth Certificate so can I have it." And they both get mad at me but one says to the other, "Give Gutierrez his Birth Certificate and let him out of here!" But as I take my birth certificate from the desk, I interrupt the two ghostly men and say to them, "But I saw my driver's License here on top of the desk also, so can I get that while I am here right now." Then one yells at the third ghostly man sitting to the far left and says, "Give Gutierrez his driver's license too so he can leave!" That ends the dream. Therefore, this is how my God answers my prayers. He lets me see the answers in my dreams. And then I start speaking by Faith... that this that I have seen in the spirit is what is already Real and will manifest into reality very soon for me. Hence, do you see that I see the answers to my prayers first in my dreams, then they come true in real life. Just like when I see one witch that is fighting me in spirit Fall, then another, then another. And when many of these witches come against me all at one time, God sends angels to help me defeat them all at one time. I didn't do the fighting... the angel God sends does the fighting. And that angel doesn't look like what many Christians picture them as looking like. These Angels are extremely strange looking, but they can scare the hell out of all those bandit witches and put them all to flight in a panic. Thus, I can truly say that I serve a Great and Mighty God, and I am not lying. So... what if one day they kill me, I got to see what many other people don't ever experience in a lifetime. And like the great Single Giant Eye Ophanim I once saw flying in the night sky in a dream, he yelled to me from way out there in total darkness and sang, "Ruben! Our God is the Greatest!!!" And he kept repeating this phrase over and over as he moved in slow-motion through that black sky, and he isn't lying about that. So Let Us sleep On that for now until next time. Just keep in mind as you wait on answers to your prayers Christians, that God's Love for His People will always be "Unfailing". And even through War and Drought and Famine He will spare your life! Amen. Love Always to The Korean and German and Japanese people all over the World. Amen. But I am glad that I went through this Birth Certificate ordeal with Vital Statistics in Texas and The Department of Public Safety because it paid off after all the prayers and hassles and dangers. Thank God Almighty!!! Amen.                                                                           Respectfully,                                                                                                                                                Ruben N. Gutirrez