My whole life changed May 2020 when I cried out to Yahuah. I cried out to Yahuah because I became so sick and tired of African Americans being murdered at the hands of an organization that is supposed to serve and protect. I became so sick and tired of watching European Americans heartless reactions to justify the murders. I became so sick and tired of racism, white supremacy, and injustice. I was just fed up and I needed answers.
George Floyd a 49-year-old black man was murdered by Police Officer Derek Chauvin in a horrible way and it was on display for the whole world to see. What really disturbed me was how comfortable Derek Chauvin appeared while kneeing on George Floyd’s neck, suffocating him for 8 minutes and 46 seconds. Seeing Derek Chauvin being so confident and comfortable gave me flashbacks of slave pictures when the Europeans would gather for a photo with their children smiling after they have murdered a black person. It made me sick to my stomach. How could a race of people be so evil? I am not saying that every European is evil, but they do have a history of committing genocide on indigenous people.
I am a mother of one child that is a black male and I worry about his safety all the time. Deep in my heart I knew I had to do something to fight against this injustice system. As a mother we do what we can to protect our children. At the same time, I felt as if I was helpless. We have marched, protested, and rioted over and over, but no major changes. We get crumbs and pieces at a time. I felt there had to be another way.
I don’t recall the exact day, but it was May 2020 and I felt the need to emotionally release the pain, hurt, and sorrow I was feeling for my ancestors and for all African Americans. I believe Yahuah knew I was ready. The events of the evening were not normal. My husband and stepchildren all left the house to grab some food, which rarely happens. Either my husband will go to pick up carry out or we all would go. This evening I had the house to myself. I optimized on the opportunity to release my emotions.
I broke down in tears on my bedroom bathroom floor. I cried out loud to the Father because I needed answers, I have had enough of the atrocities we as black people have experienced and continue to experience. When I say I cried out loud, y’all let me tell you, tears flowed down my face, snot running from my nose and salvia coming out my mouth. My heart and soul were in those tears.
I kept asking Yahuah, why. Why are we so hated, why did we go through slavery, why do they keep killing us and getting away with it? Why are we here? What is our purpose of life if we are just going to be hated forever? Why Yahuah, Why? I cried out to the Father for over 20 minutes, until I had no more tears left.
The release of my emotion felt like 100 tons were lifted off my back. As soon as I stood up from the floor, something unexplainable happened. I felt this sense of energy flow through my body, it was as if my internal body was vibrating. As if this energy was hugging me and keeping me warm internally. Not utterly understanding what this energy was, I just assumed that I must have been dizzy from laying on the floor crying and the flow of blood that moved when I stood up. That was my self-diagnosis.
Immediately after I was done cleaning my face and putting visine in my eyes to hide the redness from my family in case they came back home sooner than expected. I didn’t want anyone to know that I was crying. However, after I was done, I grabbed a notebook and pen and began to write down my questions for Yahuah. I prayed for answers because I needed to know.
I was never a religious person because something didn’t feel right about organized religion. However, I always believed in a supreme being, a creator. In the past I have done some research on religion and its origins. That is when I found out that Jesus was not invented until the 17th century. The son of Yahuah name could not have been Jesus. In addition, I was familiar with the teaching of an anti-Christ. Which made be think the Jesus the world worships that is depicted as European is the anti-Christ.
For false Christs and false prophets shall rise, and shall shew signs and wonders, to seduce, if possible, even the elect.
I didn’t want to be misled so I never went with the flow as most religious people have done. However, during this time I was in the beginning stages of researching again and came across a few YouTube videos teaching that the Bible was black history. I still was not totally convinced because the scriptures also say not to follow man.
It is better to trust in the LORD than to put confidence in man.
I decided to do my own research. The first book I purchased was “The Bible is Black History” by Dr. Theron D. Williams. Interesting book, it contradicts what Christians were taught in the Churches. Churches taught their congregation that black people were the descendants of Ham. Whereas Dr. Theron D. Williams book teaches that black people (descendants from the Slave Trade) are descendants of Shem. You may be wondering why does this matter. Its extremely important to know the difference.
Being a descendant of Ham means a curse was placed upon Ham’s son Canaan because Ham saw the drunkenness of Noah and saw his nakedness. Which translates to, there is nothing we can do to change our social and economic status. On the other hand, being a descendant of Shem would mean we are cursed because our ancestors transgressed against the laws, status, and commandments.
15. If you love Me, keep My commandments.
16. And I will pray the Father, and He will give you another Helper, that He may abide with you forever.
17. The Spirit of truth, whom the world cannot receive, because it neither sees Him nor knows Him; buy you know Him, for He dwells with you and will be in you
The Spirit of truth is the Ruach HaKodesh (Holy Spirit)
As of today, most if not all organized religion does not keep the commandments of Yahuah.
Immediately, I began to change my ways. I started reading the Bible regularly, praying more to build a relationship with Yahusha, honoring the sabbath, and stopped eating pork and shellfish. My goal was to receive as much truth as the Ruach HaKodesh would give me.
I decided to write in a notebook the questions I needed answers to. My first question to Yahuah was “What is my purpose?” My second question was “Why are we the chosen people and if it’s really true?” My last question was “why do black people have to suffer so much?” I didn’t get answers right way, but I kept reading my Bible. The Bible says:
“Ask, and it will shall be given you; seek, and ye shall find; knock, and it shall be opened unto you.”
“And you will see Me and find Me, when you search for Me with all your heart.”
So, I kept seeking Yahuah in hope that He will provide answers. He also brought me to read:
1 Keep not thou silence, O God: hold not thy peace, and be not still, O God.
2 For, lo, thine enemies make a tumult; and they that hate thee have lifted up the head.
3 They have taken crafty counsel against thy people, and consulted against thy hidden ones.
4 They have said, Come, and let us cut them off from being a nation; that the name of Israel may be no more in remembrance.
5 For they have consulted together with one consent: they are confederate against thee:
Then Yahuah brought me to Deuteronomy 28, which talks about the blessings and the curses toward the seeds of Shem that will happen if they do not follow Yahuah’s commandments. After reading Deuteronomy 28, I felt a sense of energetic confirmation. It made my insides vibrate and it felt warm internally. It was the same feeling I received in the bathroom. I immediately took this feeling as a confirmation from Yahuah and the Ruach HaKodesh.
Revelation confirmed. The reason I was never able to find the history of my people is because it was hidden in the holy scriptures. The Bible is Hebrew history. I am a Hebrew Israelite from the seed of Shem
I follow the holy scriptures, laws, status, and commandments as best as I can.