CSE receives a host of questions each day concerning Dr. Hovind’s status.
The first one is, “Where is Dr. Hovind?” After five moves, Dr. Hovind is now in South Carolina. His address is:
Kent Hovind #06452-017
Federal Prison Camp Edgefield
PO Box 725
Edgefield, SC 29824
Legally, what happens next? Continue to WAIT. Dr. Hovind’s attorneys continue to work on the briefs to file for his appeal. Mrs. Hovind’s sentencing is now scheduled for June 29th.
There are several web sites and petitions that have been formed in an attempt to help Dr. and Mrs. Hovind. The most popular site is www.FreeHovind.com, although there are several others. Should God choose to use one or more of these petitions in expediting the release of Dr. Hovind and the end of this case, we would be very grateful. However, none of them are directly associated with Creation Science Evangelism. At this time we do not know of any need to oppose these petitions, and pray that if it is His will, God will use them as He sees fit.
Spiritually, what happens next? We must continue to serve God day by day.
We really honestly believe that when we pray for a miracle in our case, we are not just praying for selfish reasons. We earnestly believe that the cause of Christ is at stake. We really believe that souls are hanging in the balance because of God’s continued choosing to use this ministry to bring others to Himself. We honestly believe that HIS name and HIS glory are at stake.
Materially, what happens next? The CSE Team continue to focus on the organization’s goal—taking the creation message to the world. We continue to look to an exciting future sharing the Good News that people can actually have a personal relationship with their awesome Creator! We continue to receive heart-warming testimonies from those who have trusted Christ, or who have entered into a closer walk with him as a result of the Creation Seminar.
CSE is currently working with several charitable organization, tax attorney experts in order to insure a higher standard of fiduciary excellence and accountability. To those who have continued to support the mission of Creation Science Evangelism with their prayers, encouragement, and finances, we humbly say, “Thank you.”
The following is a writing that we recently received from Dr. Hovind.
It shares part of his experience in an unusual format—an e-mail exchange between himself and God.
“E-Mail”
From: Kent Hovind
Sent: May 23, 2007
To: GOD
Subject: Re: A few questions
KH: Do you have time for a few questions, today, Lord?
GOD: Son, time has no effect on me. I created it. I am always here to help you and guide you in any area of your life. Go ahead with your questions, son.
KH: These last seven months in prison have been rather difficult for me, Lord. In fact, in the last month, I’ve been in five different facilities.
GOD: I know, son. I’ve been with you the entire time (Hebrews 13:5).
KH: Thanks, Lord. I felt your presence many times. But there were other times that I was very sad and lonely.
GOD: I know, son. I saw your tears. I was there, but you were too busy acting like Jonah. You were more concerned about your own problems than the future of those men around you. You need to work on that.
KH: I’m sorry, Lord. You are right.
GOD: I am always right. Go ahead with your questions.
KH: Well God, yesterday was especially hard. I couldn’t sleep the night before because I expected them to call me at 3:30 a.m. to pack up for the bus ride up here to South Carolina.
GOD: I know, son. I was right there with you. I heard your prayers throughout that long night. We had sweet fellowship, didn’t we? Thank you for loving me and talking with me.
KH: Thanks for being there and for listening, Lord.
GOD: I’m always there and always listening, son.
KH: Lord, I asked you to let me sleep, because I knew the next day would be hard and I would need my strength. Why didn’t you let me sleep, Lord?
GOD: I did, son. You slept great from 3:00 – 4:45 a.m. Who do you think it was that made the guard forget to call you at 3:30? Didn’t you wake up refreshed at 4:45 and even comment on how hard you slept and how good you felt?
KH: Yes, Lord, now that you remind me, I did sleep real hard and woke up feeling great.
GOD: Did you have the strength to make it through the day, son?
KH: Yes, Lord. I did.
GOD: I will always supply your needs each day, son (Philippians 4:19). Quit worrying.
KH: I see that, Lord. But Lord, I was dreading that long bus ride locked in a cage like an animal wearing leg shackles and being handcuffed to a chair around my waist. It’s real uncomfortable, Lord.
GOD: Yes, son. I know all about being treated badly and being real uncomfortable. But, son, have other men gone through this before?
KH: Yes, Lord. Millions have.
GOD: Will you have more compassion for these men now, son?
KH: Oh, yes, Lord. I will.
GOD: How many men were on that bus, son?
KH: There were forty, Lord.
GOD: Whose name was called to be the orderly and pass out food and water?
KH: Mine was, Lord.
GOD: That got you out of wearing the chains for the entire trip, didn’t it, son?
KH: Yes, Lord. It did.
GOD: Who do you think arranged that?
KH: You did, Lord.
GOD: That’s right, son. I heard your prayer and answered it. Relax, son. I have everything under control.
KH: I’m sorry, Lord. I worry too much.
GOD: Yes you do, son. You need to work on that. Did you get to minister to those men and witness to Jerome on the bus?
KH: Yes, I did, Lord.
GOD: Did you know his mother was a prostitute and that he has no idea who his father is? Did you know no one had ever prayed for him or witnessed to him in his entire life (Psalms 142:4)?
KH: No, Lord, I didn’t know that.
GOD: Did you know he has been seeking me for three weeks now and I arranged everything for you to sit by him on that bus?
KH: No, Lord. I had no idea.
GOD: Did you know that he will meditate on My Word which you sowed in his heart and will get saved in seventeen days. He will later witness to his family and friends and by the time you all get up here for judgement day, eighty-seven people will be here because of him.
KH: I had no idea, Lord.
GOD: You have no idea about a lot of things, son. Would a two-and-a-half-hour bus ride in a cage be a small price to pay for eighty-seven souls? For even one soul?
KH: Yes, Lord. A real small price.
GOD: Quit griping, son. I know what I’m doing.
KH: I’ll work on that, Lord.
GOD: Son, when you were in Atlanta and they locked twenty-four of you in that 14′ X 20′ room for two hours waiting to be processed out, what did you hear?
KH: I heard constant swearing and using your name in vain, Lord. It was awful!
GOD: I heard it all, too, son. I was in there with you. I also saw how it grieved your soul (II Peter 2:7-8). That is good, son. Ezekiel was grieved when he saw the sin of Israel ( Ezekiel 8 ). Did you see the Asian man watching you from across the cell?
KH: Yes, Lord, I did.
GOD: His name is Sing. I’ve been working on him, son. I have great plans for his life. You can help him grow. Did you witness to Leroy while you were in there?
KH: I tried, Lord, but it was so crowded and so loud. I don’t know if any of it got through.
GOD: My Word never comes back void, son (Isaiah 55:1). It got through. He has been in prison for fourteen years and has five more to go. He is angry at the world and planned to seek vengeance when he got out. He has been talking to me since yesterday. You won’t see him again on earth, son, but his new cell mate is a Chrstian. In the next thirty days, he will witness to him and he will call on me for forgiveness. You will se him in Heaven, son.
KH: I had no idea, Lord.
GOD: You have no idea about lots of things, son. Quit griping and trust Me. I don’t make mistakes.
KH: I know, Lord. I’m sorry.
GOD: You also had time to talk to John, but you never did. You were too busy trying to rest and asking me to have your appeal granted. I will overturn your case, son, when I’m done using you for this special mission. Do you think the US government or the Bureau of Prisons could hold you if I wanted you out?
KH: No, Lord. But you opened the prison for Peter (Acts 12), for Paul (Acts 5:19), and for Joseph (Genesis 41), and even the grave for some people (John 11). I was just wondering if you loved them more than me or something, or maybe I had some sin you were punishing me for.
GOD: I love you more than your little brain could ever comprehend. You do have plenty of sin—though that’s not why you are there. We will keep working on that sin list regardless of where you are.
KH: Thanks, Lord. Please do keep working on me.
GOD: Oh, I will, son. I’ll finish the work which I started in you (Philippians 1:6). While I’m working on you, I will also work through you. Haven’t you asked me to do that?
KH: Yes, Lord, many times.
GOD: You have asked me to use you 173,216 times in the past thirty-eight years, son. I am using you and will continue. Are you wanting to restrict when and where I can do that?
KH: Well…uhh…no, Lord. When I said send me anywhere, I guess I wasn’t thinking about prison. We have given thousands of tapes and books to prisons and I’ve preached in dozens of them, Lord. I have traveled many miles preaching for the past seventeen years. Based on the calls and letters we have received, lots of souls have trusted You and many lives have been changed as a result. I was trying to obey You, Lord. I still want to serve You, but just not in here.
GOD: You are doing fine, son. You are still in my will. I’ve got you right where I want you. Do you remember how I called Philip to leave that great revival in Samaria to go to the desert and win that one black eunuch to me (Acts 8:26)?
KH: Yes, Lord.
GOD: He left his family for a while too, son. The revival continued in Samaria without him, and your ministry will continue without you for a while. Your son is doing a fine job and that staff I sent to work with you is totally dedicated to me, son. Everything will be fine. The videos and books will win souls for many years yet. Relax. By the way, son, that one black man that Philip reached that day in the desert spread my gospel to his entire country of Ethiopia and later, all of Africa was opened to the gospel. Philip wondered why I pulled him out of his busy, successful ministry to go reach just one soul. Now that he’s been here for two thousand years and has seen the fruit still coming in from his effort in the desert, he understands real well. Philip is watching you (Hebrews 12:1). He’s cheering you on. He says, “Hi.” His mansion is near yours. You two have a lot in common, son. His family worked in his ministry as well (Acts 21:8-9). You and he will have plenty of time to talk when you get up here.
KH: Lord, tell him I said, “Hi, and thanks for cheering.”
GOD: When you get out, son, you will be a lot better equipped to reach even more people than before. Now you understand what thirty million other Americans have been through, plus many millions more in other countries. By the way, son, how did you like that three week transit getting to South Carolina?
KH: It was awful, Lord, and wonderful at the same time. When they put me in the suicide-watch cell because that was the only open bed, I thought I would die. It was awful being locked in solitary for twenty-three hours a day!
GOD: I know, son; I was with you. You didn’t die, did you?
KH: No, God, I made it, but sleeping on that concrete slab was real uncomfortable and hurt my back. I was so lonely.
GOD: I know a lot about back pain, son. I know about loneliness as well. I was with you.
KH: I know, God, the fellowship was so sweet. I feel like I know You now better than ever before in my life. I learned a lot. Why did you let them do that to me, Lord? Why solitary confinement?
GOD: Have any other people in history ever been locked up in solitary confinement like that?
KH: Probably millions have, Lord. I shudder to think of all the pain man has inflicted on his fellow man over the centuries!
GOD: Son, you wouldn’t believe me if I told you all that I’ve seen man do to his fellow man! Now that you have been through that trial, do you notice an automatic kindred-spirit bonding when you meet someone else who has been through that?
KH: Yes, Lord. It’s amazing! Our shared suffering immediately opens a door for me to witness. Is that why you allowed that?
GOD: You are catching on, son—a little slow sometimes, but there is hope. When they took you from Marianna to Pensacola and then back to Tallahassee, you were shackled and chained for six and a half hours straight. Did you like that?
KH: No, Lord. It was awful! My wrists and ankles hurt bad for a long time afterwards. Why did you allow that?
GOD: Son, do you feel more compassion now for all prison inmates who have suffered that treatment?
KH: Oh, yes, Lord, I do! No one should be treated like that!
GOD: Do you see why my perfect law (Psalms 19:7) allowed for beatings (Deuteronomy 25), fines (Exodus 22), and death (Exodus 21:12), but never prison?
KH: Yes, Lord, I do. The more I meditate in your law (Psalms 1:2), the more I see of your great wisdom.
GOD: As for your feet and ankles, son, you should see what they did to Joseph’s feet in Egypt (Psalms 105:18) or Paul’s feet (Acts 16:24). They were watching you, son, and whispering to each other saying, “Yes, that hurts him, but you should have seen my ankles.” You all can swap war stories when you get up here. They are cheering for you as well. Paul says to keep running the race! Finish your course (II Timothy 4:7)! Your dad and mom, your father-in-law, your first three children, your son-in-law, and a lot of others are cheering you on, son.
Trust me. I built this place up here. It will be well worth all the minor problems you face down there (II Corinthians 4:17). I’ll wipe away all tears, son (Revelation 21:4).
By the way, that experience made you a “brother” to many millions of men and women. Now you can better minister to them as well. Joseph carried scars on his feet for life, but the experience made him a kinder father and husband and prepared him to be a great ruler. He says hello as well.
KH: Thanks, God. Tell him hello for me. I love reading his story. It is a real source of strength and encouragement to me.
GOD: Your story is encouraging a lot of people too, son. Even some outspoken atheists and evolutionists are rethinking their rejection of Me based on what has happened to you this past year.
KH: But, Lord, my reputation has been destroyed!
GOD: First, son. I made myself of no reputation for you (Philippians 2:7). Second, none of that will matter when you all face Me. Third, let Me handle that stuff, son. Quit griping and win souls.
KH: Okay, Lord. I’m sorry. I’ll try. Lord, when you sent me to the Tallahassee prison for a week, no one got saved. Why did you send me?
GOD: Mike was there, son. He’s been saved for many years but was taught in his church that he could lose his salvation. When he was arrested two years ago, he got bitter at me. He thought he had lost his salvation and hadn’t spoken to Me since his arrest. He talked with you there for several hours.
Do you remember that?
KH: Yes, Lord. I remember. He did seem to get a glow of hope when I explained salvation is a gift from you and that he cannot lose it.
GOD: It is a lot more than a glow, son. He is fired up and praying to Me all the time now. He will serve Me for many years. His life will touch hundreds for My kingdom. Was a week in a Tallahassee prison worth changing hundreds of lives?
KH: Yes, Lord, of course. I had no idea.
GOD: I told you, son, you have no idea about a lot of things. Quit complaining and trust me.
KH: Okay, Lord. I’m trying.
GOD: How did you like the prison holding unit in Atlanta, son?
KH: It was terrible, Lord! Worse than the suicide-watch cell in many ways. The food was bad and never enough. I lost five pounds in eight days. They have three men in a 7′ X 14′ room for twenty-three hours a day. The rooms are designed for two, but I wouldn’t keep a dog in one overnight. I never saw the sun for eight days.
GOD: You needed to lose a few pounds, son. How do you feel?
KH: I feel great, Lord! I only led one man to you, Lord. We only got out for one hour a day to shower, see the counselor, clean the room and change the laundry.
GOD: Yes, son, the man was Lavan. Pretty tall, wasn’t he?
KH: Yes, Lord! Seven foot one! The biggest man I have ever witnessed to.
GOD: He seemed eager to trust Me didn’t he, son?
KH: Yes, Lord. When I told him I was an evangelist, he lit up and said, “I wish I could be a Christian!” He was “ripe” for the pickin’. I couldn’t explain it fast enough for him. He prayed in fifteen minutes and really seemed genuine. Did I go too fast, Lord? I worry about converts like that.
GOD: No, son. He was just real ready to accept Me as his only hope of heaven. His mother has been praying for him without ceasing (I Thessalonians 5:17). He has eleven children. He has been selling drugs and ruining lives for years. When he gets out in fourteen months, he will be a new man. Those quick Bible study tips you gave him and his Christian cell mate will help him grow. His children will all be tall and natural “kid magnets.” With dad’s new godly influence, many will come to me. You did what I wanted, son.
I’ll show you the results one day. Trust me. As for not seeing the sun for eight days, how many people have experienced that?
KH: Probably millions, Lord.
GOD: My daughter Fanny Crosby was blind from age six weeks until she died at age ninety-five. She never saw the sun. How would you like that, son?
KH: That would be awful, Lord.
GOD: She wrote eight thousand songs to praise Me during those years, son. She sees fine now and is also watching you. I thought eight days would be enough to help you understand. By the way, son, where are you now?
KH: Lord, I’m outside enjoying Your glorious sunshine on a gorgeous day in South Carolina. I really need the sunshine for my health. Thank you, Lord!
What is my next assignment while I’m here?
GOD: One step at a time, son. I’ll guide you. What happened after lunch today?
KH: I was sitting in the sun writing to you and Don came over and sat down to talk. He sure was eager to learn about the Bible. He gladly asked You to forgive his sins and trusted You as Savior.
GOD: Yes, I was there with you. Don is twenty-seven years old. His life will do a complete 1800 turn during the next twenty months in prison. I have big plans for him, son. Thanks for being obedient to my leading, son. Sometimes, I have a hard time getting you to listen to me.
KH: I know, Lord. Sorry about that. I have another question, Lord. Why did you let them more me five hundred miles away from my family?
GOD: I know this is hard for you. How many men in there are away from their families?
KH: Nearly all of them, Lord. Some only see their family once a year—and some not at all. I know what you are going to say, Lord, that now I know how they feel and can be a better witness to them, right?
GOD: Very good, son. You are starting to get the picture!
KH: But, Lord, five hundred miles away?
GOD: You are still in America, son. Would you prefer…Siberia?
KH: Oh, no, South Carolina is just fine! Hey, Lord, why did you let me slip on those steps in Atlanta and bruise my ankle so badly?
GOD: I needed you to see the new prison doctor that just came from India. He knows almost nothing about Me, son. I know you didn’t have much time with him, but you did tell him about your Website. He will look at it and read the “How To Be Saved” article. That will start him on the road to salvation later this year.
I’m sorry about the bruise, but you can’t see the doctor in there unless you are hurt. Would you rather I break it next time—or bruise your head?
KH: No, Lord! The ankle was a great idea. I have one more question, Lord.
GOD: Yes, son, and I know what it is. You want to know when you will get out of prison, don’t you?
KH: Yes, Lord. I sure do.
GOD: Son, when Daniel went into the den of lions, did he know when or even if he would come out alive?
KH: No, Lord.
GOD: Did Shadrach and his friends know when they would come out of the furnace?
KH: I don’t think so, Lord.
GOD: Did Noah know how long the Flood would last when he went into the ark?
Did Abraham know how long he would wait for the promised child? Did Moses know how long it would take to lead those stubborn Jews to the Promised Land?
KH: I doubt it, Lord. So, none of them knew how long it would take?
GOD: Don’t you want to experience what these heroes of the faith experienced so that you can bond with them when you get up here?
KH: Well….. If that’s what you think is best, Lord.
GOD: It is best, son. I know this is a tough assignment, but I never give out more than you can bear (I Corinthians 10:13). By the way, son, this experience has humbled you and our relationship is much closer.
Job never knew when or even if his test would end, but he is fine now. He says, “Hang in there, Kent! I know how you feel!”
Son, if I told you when you were getting out, these guys up here would all say, “Hey God, You never told us!” That might start a riot up here, son!
I’m sorry, but you will have to wait like everyone else.
KH: But, Lord. I miss my family so badly!
GOD: Those men you are with all miss their families, too, son. Your family is fine. I’m watching over them. You will be back with them. Son, lots of people are watching you. You are helping people who are not in prison by your being in prison. You are doing my will, son. You just need to do one more thing for me.
KH: I know—quit griping!
GOD: You got it, son! You catch on slowly, but there is hope.
KH: Thanks for your patience, Lord.
GOD: Son, I’ve given you a wide variety of cell mates as part of your training. You’ve had to live with big ones, little ones, loud, obnoxious ones and quiet ones. I put you in with Muslims, Catholics, Jehovah’s Witnesses, Jews, Baptists, Buddhists, Nazis, communists, pagans, Wiccans, Methodists, Mormons, and Lutherans.
You have lived with African Americans, Asians, Caucasians, Hispanics, Native Americans, and every mix in between. You’ve seen a wide variety of lifestyles, personalities, diets, beliefs, and various degrees of bodily cleanliness. You have slept on concrete, steel, old bags of cotton, blue foam pads, and two-inch mattresses.
You have been real cold, real hot, and just right. You’ve had good food, bad food, boring food, and no food. In short, son, I have let you get a royal education in a short time.
You have experienced the twenty-two man pod, the twelve-man crowded room, solitary lockdown, two-man cells with eight-hour lockdown, two-man cells with three in it with twenty-three-hour lockdown, and now, the one-hundred-fifty-man open dorm with three-man cubicles. Which do you like best?
KH: I’ll take my short, Scotch-Irish wife with her sweet smile, sweet spirit, good cooking, and good looks, my own bed, my children and grand-children, my ministry.
GOD: I understand, son. All the men with you want to go home as well. Will you be a better husband, father, and preacher because of all of this?
KH: I think so, Lord. This has been good for me in thousands of ways. I think I have learned a lot! But I want to go home!!
GOD: I know, son. Home will come. Be patient.
KH: I’m trying, Lord. What’s up for tomorrow?
GOD: We’ve been over that before, son. One day at a time—I’ll guide you. Go to sleep.
KH: Okay, Lord. Good night. Thank you for being so awesome!
GOD: Good night, son. I’ll be here when you need me. I never sleep (Psalms 121:4).