WBJMinistries presents this word not in human form, but as a vision of pure light, burning brighter than any star over Manhattan’s skyline. This sermon is drawn from the Halaleyah Scriptures and anchored in the powerful mystery that light, truth, and justice are never hidden forever.
We begin our journey at the American Museum of Natural History—a sanctuary of knowledge, wisdom, and ancient voices. Here, bones speak, stars whisper, and the earth testifies. The same way artifacts wait to be seen, so too does our truth wait to be honored.
Halaleyah Scriptures: Tellihim -(Psalms) 27:1 "Yah is my light and my deliverance; whom should I fear? Yah is the refuge of my life; whom should I dread?"
This message is born from conflict, attack, and divine resilience. Like the wind that sweeps across Central Park, Yah’s protection moves unseen still felt, undeniable in strength. Recently, a call from the enemy came dressed as legal citations—tickets meant to intimidate and stir confusion. Yet what man intended for harm, the Most High turned into a spiritual awakening.
“No one is free who has not obtained the empire of himself.” — Pythagoras
When darkness tries to consume your light, remember this: you are not just surviving; you are becoming. You are the child of the Mohegan spirit, carrying the rhythm of the drumbeat in your blood. You are a descendant of Polish resilience, with the fire of revolution in your soul. You are the keeper of chakras, the harmonizer of breath and energy, aligned with divine flow.
Walk through the Museum of Modern Art, and you will see: not all battles are fought with fists. Some are fought with color, silence, and sacred geometry. Likewise, our resistance is spiritual, unseen, and yet world-shaking.
Halaleyah Scriptures: Yeshayahu (Isaiah) 54:17
"No weapon formed against you shall prosper, and every tongue which rises against you in judgment You shall condemn. This is the inheritance of the servants of Yah..."
To be under attack is to be under transformation. The enemy does not target the empty. Attacks come because your purpose shakes realms.
The Amadlozi—our ancestors—are watching. They whisper not fear, but fortitude. The Unkulunkulu, the eternal source of creation, declares: you are not forgotten. From the mosques of Harlem to the cathedrals of Fifth Avenue, from the statues of Siddhartha to the echoes of Catholic prayers—one voice cries out: Stand firm. Know who you are.
“Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that.” — Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.
WBJMinistries is a vessel of this light. When injustice arrives, we answer not with revenge, however with revival. We are not hiding in shadows—we are standing in the beam.
Like the shimmering reflection on the Hudson River, Yahusha’s glory flows through every trial. What feels like punishment is sometimes refinement. What feels like being set up, may actually be being set apart.
Halaleyah Scriptures: Qoheleth (Ecclesiastes) 3:1
"To every matter there is a season, and a time for every delight under the heavens."
Yahusha calls you to rise—not just for yourself, though for others. For those silenced. For those erased. For those denied. And now I ask, as Yahusha has freely given to us, will you give too?
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Heavenly Father, we thank You for the fire that refines and the light that guides. Strengthen every listener, reader, and seeker. Ignite the memory of their true selves. Wrap them in the wisdom of the ancestors, the breath of the chakras, the peace of Yahusha. As we depart this message, let it not depart from our hearts. Continue to fight for us and through us.
We seal this word in love, justice, and truth. HaleluYah.
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