We are James C. and Carol K. Taylor.
    
     We have been Christians for over 30 years. 
     We have lived most of our lives in the Willamette Valley of Oregon except for some time in Southern California, Central Oregon, and about a year in Arizona  half-way between Phoenix and Tucson. 
     In September 1975, we were baptized together in a river at a state park near Salem, the capital city of Oregon; and we have been serving the Lord ever since.
     We are not affiliated with any church or denomination; but we try to be of help and encouragement to all believers everywhere.
     Our mission and purpose is to preach Jesus Christ and the Mark of the Beast.
     It is our hope and prayer that we are able to encourage and exhort everyone; especially the professing church, to prepare for the difficult times that lie ahead.
     We are committed to the task of spreading the gospel of Jesus Christ, and the truth of the prophecies about the time of the end - through literature - and by speaking in person wherever possible.

     We have books available through this website.  You will find previews of them by going to "Books We Offer" on the left side of this page. 

     We are also available to come to your church, organization, or group to present the Word of God; especially those issues having to do with prophecy.

     If you are interested in having us speak at your church, organization, or group, please e-mail us at:
endtimeovercomers@localnet.com

     We also want to recommend our sister website: www.posttribpeople.com.
                               
     {Please note: If a speaking engagement involves overnight, or longer lodging, or lengthy travel, we will - most likely - need some financial help to make it happen.  We are, however, eager to come.}
   

               Here I lie on my satin bed, A satin pillow 'neath my head,
           Satin slippers upon my feet, A golden braid flung from my hair.

               I look around and I can see everyone that I have known
             Tears are lying on their cheeks.  It is too late - I am alone.

        They did not come when I did call.  Now they cry - they are in pain.
     It is too late.  They did not hear.  And a golden belt is around my waist.

                  I felt so sad, I did cry, "Jesus, help them all please."
               Then I saw his light of love.  A golden veil upon my face.

                Here I lie on my satin bed, A satin pillow 'neath my head,
               Satin slippers upon my feet, A crown of life upon my head.

            A golden braid flung from my hair, A golden belt upon my waist,
                 Satin slippers upon my feet, A golden veil upon my face.

             Now I wear the crown of life.  No more worry.  No more strife.
            To be with Jesus eternally, For the crown of life he gave to me.