Judge not, that ye be not judged
I know I have been neglecting this digital journal for quite some time and today I hope to make up for myself being MIA. So with that being said this entry may be kind of extensive because I have much to tell.
For starters to go back to around the time Israel was born, I discovered that African Americans are actually descendants of the children of Israel. The chapter of Deuteronomy 28 explains all the curses as well as the North Atlantic slave trade. I really don’t want to go into the details of this today (I will save that for a later date), but if you are interested you can open up your own Bible and read it for yourself. There’s more scripture proving this in the Bible, but that’s were to start. Anyways, the reason I brought this up is because a former classmate from elementary school hipped me to this truth. After that he and I and his wife became very close. I was even intending on moving to Georgia to be closer to him and her, but then some things happened that have caused me to reconsider my decision.
To start off, back in biblical times, the women always had their fathers cover them and choose their husbands. As you may know I have been single. I’ve dated and been in 1 actual relationship since my divorce that lasted about 5 months. The man turned out to be a complete and total leech, and was never with me for me because after he got what he wanted he used my beliefs as a reason to break it off. After that I dated a few different men, but those dates never resulted in anything. None of them were suitable and I even went before the Most High and asked him to remove any man that isn’t meant for me out of my life so that I would no longer waste my time. It seems he answered my prayers every time. So back to the covering, my former classmate/brother (not blood brother) suggested that he’d cover me and my children. I really didn’t want him to because of some things that happened in the past with him and I didn’t feel it was right for him to do so, but I allowed him. When men were interested he would be so strict and it seemed as if he would look for any reason to say no. Now in this day and age, no one, not even a man that knows he is a Hebrew Israelite descendant is going to be perfect. I didn’t like how my brother was going about it. He was being very judgmental and to be honest he is not no where close to perfection. He can’t even put away his foul language as I have, and he is too proud and arrogant.
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