
RESCUE A CRIPPLED SENIOR AFTER HE AND HIS MOTHER LOST ALL!
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RESCUE THIS CRIPPLED SENIOR WHO CARED FOR HIS MOTHER AND GOT RUINED BY GOVERNMENT FRAUD
Ever since 2017, our common adversary the devil has marshalled armies of individuals and organizations from various sources to destroy the lives of my late mother and myself as two peaceful Christian people who never bothered a soul, as I was caring for her with dementia for a total of 11 years, as it was Mom and me against the world.
Satan hates the truth
Satan knows I have been an avid truth-seeking Christian all my life and a watcher for Jesus since 1974. And he knows my mom as a gentle Christian soul who read and studied God’s word throughout her 96 years. So he decided to inflict me with intractable nerve pain and damage my nervous system to leave me with in multifaceted bodily pain very few could ever understand. Aching, stinging, burning pain 24/7 with dizziness, brain fog, and bloating. This of course made it more difficult to care for Mom’s needs as well as my own as we were both shut-ins.
Mom’s gallbladder attack began it all
As these end times began in the Summer of 2017, Mom was plagued with a gallbladder attack that had her hospitalized 23 days. It was one hardship after another after that.
My brush with death and the caregivers’ arrival
A year later in 2018, I nearly died from malnutrition and exhaustion with a dangerously low Sodium level after what had been 9 years of solo caregiving. We were then forced to hire a private caregiver that went on to exploit and abuse us in our home for the next 25 months.
TennCare's blunder cost us everything
In the Spring of 2020, we applied for TennCare (Tennessee Medicaid) home care benefits for my mother, and though she was deemed fully qualified medically and otherwise, they made up two bogus excuses to delay and ultimately deny her benefits. We had to dismiss our caregivers on October 13, 2020, and with me on the verge of collapse, adequate care for myself and my 96-year-old mother was not there, and we lost everything and more. Mom was mistreated by 4 different hospitals, GIVEN the virus by one, and died cruelly from Covid on December 3, 2020, knowing I as her only baby and faithful caregiver would be left alone, bankrupted, and in severe pain. Mom never hated anyone in here life until she confessed on her deathbed how much she HATED the abusive caregiver! She even wanted me and another of the caregivers who was there to get revenge! I was tempted to do that until I remembered vengeance belongs to the Lord and He will repay. So I stood down.
More hardship and pain followed
The devil never took his foot off my neck, as I was left in shock and ruin and 6 figures of debt to deal with after we had been worth about $850,000. Our life savings was gone and now our home where we lived since 1960 was all I had left with which to repay the debt we were left.
Selling our home to repay the debt
I was forced to sell our home to pay off the debts from the reverse mortgage we had to take out due to the TennCare failure. I sold it on July 7, 2021 to a local businessman I had known a long time and considered a friend.
Deal goes awry
Real estate soared in value after the sale, and this wealthy man reaped the equity windfall I surely could have used! This man went on to become abusive and neglectful and eventually began to try to evict me from my home after FOUR government agencies (TennCare, THDA, SNAP, & Social Security) robbed me of many thousands of dollars of MY MONEY, making it impossible to pay rent in my home anymore. I secured a Section 8 housing voucher in July 2024 that would have saved my home, but the subsequent HUD freeze cut off funding before it could be processed. I sold belongings on Facebook, sold my burial insurance policy, and did some GoFundMe presentations last year just to eat and barely get by, all while being unable to manage my home and my life being left alone as a disabled senior 24/7 in severe pain. My house got neglected, and the new owner refused to fix so it would be safe for me.
Illegal eviction process forces me out
My landlord eventually used three different illegal means to cast me out onto the street as a crippled man 66 years old last Spring. He had tried to force me out prematurely just before Christmas when I had no place to go. I had to rent a storage facility in late November and try to take 64 years’ worth of my family belongings to it in my car WITH NO HELP, when I could barely even drive a car a short distance on a good day. I filed bankruptcy to protect myself for a while and get out of the $26,000 of debt I was already in on credit cards.
Thrown out and humiliated
I ended up manipulated out onto the street against court dictates on March 24, 2025 and was then mistreated by two different long-time friends when I tried to stay with each. I did all I could do to help out and they didn't appreciate it to say the least.
Living in my 2000 Grand Marquis
So I ended up having to live in my car that has electrical problems including the headlights and taillights and an occasional cheap motel room for a month, utterly humiliated, nearly penniless, and living like a beggar, sleeping in my old church cemetery and other parking lots like Planet Fitness and a local church parking lot. I had encounters with police, but they knew I had lived in East Ridge in peace most of my life and understood.
A nasty surprise at my former home
Once I went by my old house on the verge of collapse just to rest and gather a few belongings that had been left there, and the police were called by a treacherous neighbor to force me to leave the land where I lived 64½ years in peace, obeying the law, and paying taxes, including the 11 years I spent taking care of my mother. And I sold the neighbor that house next door in 2014! The police knew who I was, and they were good sports about it, so I didn't go to jail. Because I had been prematurely forced from my home, I had belongings remaining there I still need to get somehow, including my precious antique piano made in the 1850s that was my mom’s since she was a girl in the 1930s and had been my musical rock all my life where I played out my feelings a million times and composed many songs, 22 of which have been professionally recorded. Is this the end times or what?!?!
The camper then an apartment
Long story short(er), I eventually landed in a camper on June 1st in a remote area of northern Georgia, then went to one in Harrison, Tennessee, then Grant, Alabama, and now in an apartment with toxic air quality that has resulted in several 911 calls and hospital visits and still no housing resolution despite my asking for a conservator, help with placement, help with the air quality issue at this apartment building, and caregiving help. My car is broken and half the electrical system is out, forcing me to open the hood and use a jumper wire to start it. Help gets promised but never materializes. I'm still very sick and crippled by severe nerve pain, still alone 24/7 with no assistance, needing medical care and a caregiver, and I stay nearly broke, barely managing to eat on the SSI and Food Stamps I get with some sporadic help from my aunt who lives in Knoxville, Tennessee.
This is a picture of my car and camper where I spent last Summer at a place called Mountain Cove Farms in Chickamauga, Georgia.
Orphaned at 66
Sometimes I feel like a motherless child. I lived with my parents including 9 years with my best friend Ziggy all my life, chronically ill since 1976, and I have no family to help, other than my 85-year-old aunt in Knoxville, who is limited as to what she can do. I'm scared to death being at her mercy and the mercy of our rogue government! My aunt is my mom's much younger sister. Mom would be 102 years old in April of this year if she were still around, and dear God how I wish she could speak just a word of assurance to me now! I love you a bushel and a peck Mom, and I'll see you as soon as the Lord comes to bring me back HOME to you and Dad and Ziggy!
Here you see the last words and music between myself and my mom at a local hospital on November 17, 2020, 16 days before her she passed on to her eternal reward. During the caregiving years, we sang "I Love You a Bushel and a Peck" each night before bedtime, and thus what you see here.....
My mom was:
1) Gentle as a lamb
2) Tough as nails
3) Smart as a whip
4) Sly as a fox
End times behavior
Jesus and Paul were right talking about how people would behave in the last days, and I have fielded numerous false accusations and persecutions and betrayals and abandonments while enduring this nerve pain through it all. Jesus said my reward in Heaven would be great for that, and I hold on to that promise with eager anticipation!
Dedicated caregiver left for rubbish
Caring for Mom those 11 years when I could barely care for my own needs fulfilled a promise I made to my dad on his deathbed in 2004. My parents taught me to always keep my promises. The world has thrown me into the trash in the 4½ years since I lost her and everything else and taken the trash to the landfill so to speak. This we went through is my 100%, 2x4-to-the-head confirmation we are nearing the end of the Age of Grace as the social signs of Matthew 24:10-12 and 2 Timothy 3:1-5 have been fulfilled IN SPADES!
My appeal to you kind souls
Please help me afford getting to a safer place to live and hiring some caregiving help for myself, as standard medical care is no longer available due to the preponderance of hospital emergencies draining resources in this world that’s now so full of sickness and meanness. It's hard to put a value on that at this time, but I certainly need to get off the edge of starvation ASAP!
Laying up treasures in Heaven
Thank you from the bottom of my heart. I pray the Lord will richly reward you in Heaven 10x over for any gift you give me now. I have found the Christian watchers to have the best hearts in the world, coming through in the clutch when churches and family and friends do nothing.
Sincerely,
Matt Thomas
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