The home, into which you were born is on fire. It's been burning slowly for generations, but your generation happens to inhabit the only room remaining in the house. Many, from the previous rooms made it out, unscathed. They've even, shoved instructions under your door, of how to make it out safely. You've had these instructions all your life, but the room is fun and exciting.
Everyone in the room scoffs at the instructions and admonitions passed down from the older generations; those who stand on the lawn, hoping and praying that you make the right decision. Though all others are eating, drinking, and being merry, something about this note puts a foul feel in your gut and a bitter taste on your tongue. Your Spirit has accepted the Truth of the Word on this papyrus that has transcended thousands of years of mankind and his "screwery." You fall to your knees as this Truth works out your innards and forces you to regurgitate, spewing all foolishness you've allowed to exist in you, on to the floor.
When you stand back to your feet, it's as though no one can see what you see; the flames beginning to rise from the corners of the floor. You pan the room to see one and only one uninhabited chair, your chair. What do you do? Now, knowing what you know and seeing what you see, you take your seat. You take it by the legs and fling it against the One window in the place. You've tried to show others the Way but only a few take your Word for it. Once you've passed through the Way, and now stand on the lawn with your ancestors, you are able to see how massive this house once was. It's down to the last room, and your heart breaks for all those who simply will never see, understand, or heed Truth.
Those who have ears, let them hear.......
People often refer to their spouses as their "better halves." I was referring to my wife in this manner not too long ago, and I had to stop myself. For I was about to make a grave mistake, in calling my woman something she is not. Crimesha is not my better half at all. She is my BEST half. She is absolutely the best I’ve ever had and the best I’ve ever been! Point blank, is this Truth. If you’ve noticed an evolving, growing happiness coming out of me over the past 5 years, it’s partly because of my, now, wife. The other part is God and all that He does and provides for me. In terms of relationships, The Almighty took me from dust to diamonds in an instant, in bringing this woman back into my life! I thank the Great Jehovah for her every day of my life.
Four years ago today, I celebrated my Love's birthday with her for the first time. We flew to Vegas and spent five days. I remember standing in our room at the Mandarin Oriental, overlooking the strip and all the pretty and busy lights. It was Crimesha's first time seeing me truly at ease, with a mind at rest. I was at a peace I thought no longer existed in the world for me. It was a little over a year, prior to this trip when I declared to her that I was all in.......this time. Yes, there were previous opportunities for me to make this commitment, but I always seemed to walk away, or shy away, or shun the possibility, choosing unwisely. I am FOREVER grateful that this amazing creation of God gave me this one last shot at the title. That spark from January of 1995 was much greater and stronger than we imagined at that time. How two hearts could connect in such a way that they never stop fighting to get to one another, no matter the time and trials, is awesome to me.
Everything about this woman makes me smile! If there is a bottom to this ocean of love, in which she and I are submerged, then I never want to reach it. No woman has ever been as great or as good as THIS woman has been to me. Unafraid, she touches my flaws, my heartaches, and my pain, letting me know that there is so much more love and beauty on the other side of them, and even within. "Best" falls so short of how I see this magnificent Woman, Wife, Mother, and Friend, but "Best" is what I have to work with. She, Crimesha Evette Williams, is the ABSOLUTE BEST! I have never been able to say this about anyone in my life!! Today, is the day, on which this fantastic, beautiful, amazing, awesome, lovely, loving, dream of a soul mate was born. THANK GOD FOR THIS DAY, AND THE GIFT HE BLESSED THE WORLD WITH, ON IT!!!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE LOVE OF MY LIFE, THE WOMAN OF MY DREAMS, THE BEST PARTS AND PIECES OF ME, MY TRUE RIDE OR DIE, AND MATE OF MY SOUL!!
I LOVE YOU, WOMAN, IN THE MOST INEXPLICABLE WAY!!!
Over the past six to seven months, I've spent time reading and researching Historical and Biblical accounts that we don't necessarily find in our modern Bibles. I LOVE history, especially that of mankind as we relate to the Creator, Jehovah. So, I've studied the fragments of the Dead Sea Scrolls, the books of the Apocrypha, the books of Enoch, Testaments of the Patriarchs, and more. In reading these texts, over and over, I found that so many of the Scriptures we find in our modern Bibles, reference the writings, teachings, and admonitions of Enoch, Noah's great granddaddy. Some credit him has being the first ever prophet among men.
Anyway, I fell into this ever-deepening pit of knowledge. Unable to write and voice my mind clearly, I found myself frustrated and even angry at times. It was a feeling of suffocation, almost like a steady, six month inhale while a boa tightened around my chest. Yet, I LOVED the information, the knowledge, the illumination and its relation to today and all that is going on in the world. It's even exhausting to think about it right now.
So that I would not find myself lost or led astray by all the things that your pastor has probably NEVER shared with you, let alone studied, I prayed before every reading. I prayed for God's discernment to rest in my being and that I see and gather only the learning which He desires of me. Without discernment, even knowledge of great things can lead to misinterpretation and miseducation. I implore you to pray for such discernment daily, as my mother did with me, in the late 90's.
You can't learn with a closed mind. Imagine what Enoch had to be when God pulled Him to Himself to impart wisdom and knowledge. Imagine what Isaiah, Daniel, Ezekiel, and Elijah all had to be for God to work through them. Open vessels, willing to let go of what God did not want in them and accepting all that God wanted in them. It's no different from what Jesus requires of all His followers. Let go of the world, and take hold of God's Holy Spirit you will find after walking through the door of Jesus Christ, God's Word.
It is my belief that God's Word goes beyond and is far greater than King James, as so many elementary level ministers claim is the one true Bible and only one to learn and lead by. It is my belief that once you come to know God, giving your life to Him, He will enlighten you to so much that is wrong in this world, especially in the Christian organizations which many worship more than Jehovah Himself.
It is also my ridiculously strong belief that God did NOT give us denominations or four-walled rooms with pointy roofs and steeples as representation of the MOVEMENT kindled by Christ, fueled by the Disciples, and carried afar by the Apostle Paul. Yet we are content with the Traditions of man which lead us to be uncomfortable and doubtful and disbelieving of the call of God when it falls upon us. Whether you see it or not is up to the spirit or Spirit that lives in you. For even Scripture shares, "The person without the Spirit does not accept the things that come from the Spirit of God but considers them foolishness, and cannot understand them because they are discerned only through the Spirit (1 Corinthians 2:14)." This is pretty much why I refuse bandwagons, denominations, and anyone's word for anything when it comes to Yahweh. Knowing full well, how so deeply evil is woven into the tapestry of mankind by now, I MUST test all things and weigh them not only against God's Word, but also His Holy Spirit. For our modern Bibles, in my opinion, do not give us His EVERY word.
Ready for the "come up" and exhale? As I wallowed in this pit of knowledge, wanting to get out and breathe again, frustration continued to bite and sting. I had to grasp a very specific line of hope, that stretched from today, all the way back to the beginning and the promise God gave in Genesis. That promise is Jesus Christ. All of what I found in this pit leads me right back to the Man I met on August 21, 1998 for the first time, Jesus Christ. I exhale. The message is and has always been, Christ Jesus!
Jehovah wants us to Himself, and the ONE way to get back to Him is His sacrificed and resurrected Word, Jesus. But sit not, simply at the introduction, on God's front porch. Pass through that doorway of Christ INTO the Home of God, His heart! If your knowledge of and dealings with God begin Sunday morning and end Sunday afternoon, then I beg of you to go beyond Sunday's Sermons. As annoying as our children were with the "why's" when they were two and three years old, we must be as such now, as adults. Why? Why? Why? If you are unwilling to ask why, then put on your wool coats and blindfolds.
Those who have ears, let them hear.......
P.S. "The person without the Spirit does not accept the things that come from the Spirit of God but considers them foolishness, and cannot understand them because they are discerned only through the Spirit."
Bryan Hollomon Williams