About
Growing up without a father figure caused me to seek
guidance from God. Every day, I would ask, "Who am I?" My maternal
grandmother, who raised my sister and me, told me she picked cotton in the
fields of Arkansas. Despite enduring the injustices inflicted by white
oppressors, she never instilled hatred within us and instead immersed us in the
teachings of the Messiah. Unknown to her, she was a descendant of Israel. The
legacy of four centuries of slavery, deception, and indoctrination had obscured
this truth, not only for her but for our entire people.
Prophecy foretold the dispersion of the 12 tribes of Israel to
the four corners of the earth via ships, destined to serve another nation due
to the breach of our covenant with God. During the trans-Atlantic slave trade,
our true identities were withheld from us. Our names were altered, our culture
was eradicated, and our language was suppressed. Deuteronomy 28:64-68
I am an
Israelite. My mission is to empower and inspire, providing a safe space for
discussions centered around the truth, and spiritual warfare. In the
ethereal realms, knowledge holds immense power, and unity stands as our
greatest strength. Together, let's embark on this journey of spiritual warfare,
delving into hidden truths and uncovering the tools necessary for emerging
victorious in the battle for our souls.
Revelation 12:7-9, speaks of war in heaven, with
Michael and his angels triumphing over the dragon, symbolizing the defeat of
Satan. God is not the author of confusion, yet America's new normal breeds it.
Prayer removed from schools, replaced with confusion over identity, fuels
widespread depression and anxiety. The Messiah's return reveals itself,
reminiscent of Noah's days. Let us heed the signs of the end times and seek the
face of God.
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