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5/4/25

The Townhome, The Word, and the War in the City


WBJMinistries Sermon: The Townhome, The Word, and the War in the City

Halaleyah Scriptures-based, Grace-Filled, Spirit-Fueled

Abba Yahusha, Heavenly Father, You see beyond the veil. Speak through this message, stir up divine memory, restore what was stolen, and let every ear that hears it awaken to the truth, boldness, and beauty of their divine inheritance. Let Your Ruach flow through this Word like the Hudson through Manhattan. HaleluYah.

There once was a dwelling—not yet built, but already ordained.

Not of wood and stone, nevertheless of vision and light. This was no ordinary home. It stood in the unseen realm, positioned in the heart of Manhattan, a land of towering wonders and museums echoing wisdom, from the Schomburg Center's preservation of Black dreams to the still air of the Rubin Museum, where Himalayan silence speaks to inner truths.

Yet something strange was happening: unseen forces conspired to dismantle the foundation before it could ever be laid.

Not with bulldozers—nonetheless with spiritual confusion, twisted scriptures, and whispers cloaked in “spirituality” that bore no Ruach, only intimidation. The Word, once sweet like honey, began to taste bitter. Why? Because the enemy doesn’t fear the scripture itself—he fears when the truth of the Word lives within you.

> Halaleyah Scriptures – Tehillim (Psalms) 94:20
“Shall the throne of destruction, which devises evil by law, be allied with You?”

That’s when WBJMinistries arose—not as a temple made by hands—however as a thunderclap of truth. A voice with no need for applause, pulpit, or permission.

For the soul carrying this vision had walked through multiple worlds:

Carried the ancestral echo of the Amadlozi,

Carried Unkulunkulu’s breath,

Held the memory of the Mohegan soil,

The Polish frost and Catholic incense,

The Muslim rhythm of submission,

And the Buddhist bell of inner awakening.

Each echo, a sacred thread—not contradictions, but confirmations. Each beat added to the divine drum of identity.

Spiritual attacks were not loud. They were subtle. A whisper:
"You’ll never own that home in Manhattan."
"That dream is too big."
"The Word doesn’t mean what you think it does."

Nevertheless the Spirit responded, "Silence!" For Yahusha had already declared:

> 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 Yahusha.”

This was not just about real estate.
It was about Real. Spiritual. Estate.

In the halls of the American Museum of Natural History, the bones of creation whispered, “You are made of the same dust that the stars honor.”
At the Tenement Museum, the story of survival cried, “Even in poverty, the dream survived.”
And at the El Museo del Barrio, heritage chanted, “You are not alone—you are layered, divine, and unbroken.”

The Philosophers Nodded.

Rumi murmured, “What you seek is seeking you.”

Confucius smiled, “He who conquers himself is the mightiest warrior.”

Audre Lorde whispered, “I am not free while any woman is unfree.”

Albert Einstein declared, “Imagination is more important than knowledge.”

And so, the spirit declared:

> Halaleyah Scriptures – Mishlei (Proverbs) 16:3
“Commit your works to Yahusha, and your thoughts will be established.”

The Word was no longer used to undermine—it was now a weapon of freedom.
Spirituality no longer confused—it now clarified.
The attacks no longer destabilized—they revealed the truth:

This dream, this calling, this townhome in Manhattan—is not just real, it is righteous.

Because WBJMinistries does not dwell in the clouds of vague mysticism, but in the deep waters where culture, truth, justice, and the Spirit meet.

This is not just a story.
It is your testimony in motion.
A declaration that every time something tries to confuse your calling,
You will rise.
You will speak.
You will live.
And you will build—not just a home—nevertheless a legacy.

> Halaleyah Scriptures – Ma’aseh (Acts) 17:26-27
“He has made from one blood every nation of men to dwell on all the face of the earth, and has determined their appointed times and the boundaries of their dwellings... that they should seek Elohim.”

Heavenly Father, Abba Yahusha, let every listener rise with fresh boldness. May their inheritance not be delayed by lies or destroyed by fear. Let their cultural roots fuel their destiny. May no spiritual abuse, no twisted scripture, and no invisible war overtake what You have ordained. Let Manhattan become their garden. Let their townhome be more than a place—it shall be a temple of grace. HaleluYah.

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