🎙️When the Menu Is Empty; Feeding Souls in a World of 'I Don't Know'

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The Supper of Silence; When Nobody Knows or Cares

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Heavenly Father, Abba Yahusha,

we come before you with gratitude for the little moments, for laughter hidden in frustration, and for the spiritual lessons found in everyday life. Let this message stir our hearts, ignite wisdom, and turn confusion into clarity. Give us the recipe for “I don’t know” and “I don’t care”~so we may serve understanding and grace at the tables of our lives.

Halleluyah.

🌍 Scripture Reading (Halaleyah Scriptures)

Mishle (Proverbs) 15:17

"Better is a meal of vegetables where love is, Than a fatted calf with hatred."📜

Qoheleth (Ecclesiastes) 6:9

"Better is the sight of the eyes than the wandering of desire. That too is futile and feeding on wind."📜

🕯️ Here's Message~A Supper with No Recipe. On the surface, this image seems humorous, a cartoon figure asking for a recipe for “I don’t know” and “I don’t care.” Yet beneath the smile lies a universal reality; many of us are spiritually cooking meals based on empty responses. When asked, “What do you want in life?”

Too often the answers are vague; “I don’t know.”

When pressed for purpose; “I don’t care.” These are not just casual phrases. They are ingredients of a cultural famine. A table set with confusion and apathy leaves the soul malnourished.

🔍 Anthropology, Culture & Symbolism~ In many tribal traditions like the Mohegan, meals are not just about food, they are sacred ceremonies of memory and meaning. Every ingredient represents connection, roots, harvests, ancestors. In contrast, modern Western culture, driven by hyper-individualism and over-choice, has trained families to drift apart at the dinner table, physically present but spiritually absent. Sociologists note that communal eating is statistically linked to better mental health, communication, and trust. Yet today’s homes often serve invisible dishes made of “I don’t know” and “I don’t care.” We must return to intentional nourishment, where every word, action, and relationship is seasoned with purpose. 🗺️ Geographic & Historical Symbolism~ In Manhattan’s Tenement Museum, you will find stories of immigrant families who survived on scraps however their supper was seasoned with love, hope, and meaning. They had less food, nevertheless more presence. Fewer options, yet deeper unity. That is the real recipe your family is looking for;

Not something from a cookbook, something from the heart. 💡 Philosophical Insight ~ Søren Kierkegaard once wrote, “Life can only be understood backward, but it must be lived forward.”

How many of us are stuck between what we failed to prepare yesterday and what we are unsure how to serve today?

Plato believed that knowledge begins in wonder.

So let us wonder together;

What would happen if we truly asked the Divine Chef for the recipe? 🌀 Spiritual Energy & Chakras. This spiritual hunger points to a misalignment in our Solar Plexus Chakra, the seat of identity and purpose. When out of balance, we become indecisive, apathetic, and unsure. Realignment begins by declaring; “I choose to care. I choose to know. I choose to serve.” ⚖️ Law and Grace~ Even in courtrooms, silence is powerful. Yet when it becomes a pattern, silence may imply guilt or neglect. Spiritually, when we stay in “I don’t know” for too long, we risk defaulting on our purpose. As Yahusha taught, “Let your yes be yes and your no be no.” Not knowing is okay, nonetheless staying there is spiritual negligence. 💬 This is Closing Reflection~ If your family asked for supper, and you answered with “I don’t know” or “I don’t care,” it is time to pause. Not to cook, though to listen.

What they really hunger for might not be food at all.

Serve presence.

Serve patience.

Serve prayer.

Let your recipe be this;

A dash of faith,

A sprinkle of hope,

And a bowl full of love.

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Yahuah Elohim, prepare in us a heart that cares, even when the answers are unclear. Help us to replace our “I don’t knows” with wisdom, and our “I don’t cares” with compassion. Let us feed our homes with light, laughter, and lessons that stretch beyond the supper table.

Halleluyah.

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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.

Faith That Moves: Are We Walking or Just Talking?

FAITH THAT MOVES: ARE WE WALKING OR JUST TALKING?

A Sermon By WBJMinistries 

Opening Prayer

Abba Yahusha, Heavenly Father, we come to You humbly but boldly, asking You to awaken our hearts. Remove every passive belief and fill us with living, walking, moving faith. Stir up the fire inside us and make us doers of Your Word, not hearers only. May our faith bear fruit in action. HaleluYah.

Introduction: The Stillness of Belief or the Movement of Faith?

“Faith is taking the first step even when you don't see the whole staircase.” — Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.

Manhattan, New York is full of movement: yellow cabs, flashing lights, subways, and the heartbeat of ambition. Yet if you walk through the halls of The Museum of Modern Art, you’ll find people still. They are looking, absorbing, reflecting—but not moving. And that's a beautiful thing... in art.

Nevertheless in our spiritual lives, if all we ever do is look, admire, and talk, yet never move, we’re living in a museum of faith. Our beliefs are framed, our prayers painted—but our faith is not moving.

 The Difference Between Passive Belief and Active Faith

“But be doers of the word, and not hearers only, deceiving yourselves.”

– Ya'aqob (James) 1:22, Halaleyah Scriptures

Passive belief says: “I believe Yah can do it.”

Active faith says: “I’m going to step out because I know Yah is with me.”

Unkulunkulu, the Great One in Zulu belief, created humanity from reeds—living things that sway, bend, and move with the wind. Yahusha calls us to move with the Ruach (Spirit), not remain static.

The Amadlozi, ancestral spirits in African tradition, honor those who live out their callings, not just dream about them.

Are we like statues in The Met Cloisters—beautiful but unmoving? Or are we walking epistles, writing Yahusha's glory into the streets of our lives?

2. Faith Walks on Water, Not Just Words

“And Kepha said to Him, ‘Master, if it is You, command me to come to You on the water.’ And He said, ‘Come.’ And when Kepha had come down out of the boat, he walked on the water to go to Yahusha.”

– Mattithyahu (Matthew) 14:28-29, Halaleyah Scriptures

Yahusha didn’t say, “Sit and wait.” He said, “Come.”

The Mohegan Tribe believes the river speaks, calling us forward. Water never stays in one place—it carves, flows, nourishes. So should our faith.

Bold obedience is scary. It’s asking for healing when the diagnosis says otherwise. It’s starting the ministry when the budget is $0. It’s walking into your calling before you feel “ready.”

 What Stops Us from Moving?

Fear

Doubt

Comfort

Tradition

The great Polish philosopher Henryk Skolimowski once said, “Faith is not waiting for life to happen; it is becoming life’s co-creator with Yahusha.”

Even in Buddhism, there is the belief in Right Action—moving ethically, mindfully, and with purpose.

You are not your past, your pain, or your paralysis. You are the present and the possibility of Yah.

“And without belief it is impossible to please Him, for he who comes to Elohim has to believe that He is, and that He is a rewarder of those who earnestly seek Him.”

– Ibrim (Hebrews) 11:6, Halaleyah Scriptures

Wounded Hands, Healing Touch

In our lineage, in our stories—whether from Poland or Africa, the Americas or Asia—there is suffering and survival.

Let us not hide our scars. Yahusha’s scars healed.

Like chakra centers, our wounds can become energy centers for healing others.

Let your story move others. Let your testimony walk.

Visit the American Museum of Natural History, and you’ll see evolution and transformation. Your faith must evolve too.

Time to Walk: Steps of Bold Obedience

Here’s how to stop talking and start walking:

Pray it, then do it. Faith without action is fantasy.

Write the vision. Put it in motion.

Seek counsel. From the Ruach, from elders, from wise friends.

Move while it’s uncomfortable. Growth rarely feels cozy.

“I have been young, and now I am old; yet I have not seen the righteous forsaken, Nor his seed begging bread.”

– Tehillim (Psalms) 37:25, Halaleyah Scriptures

Call to Action

Today, ask yourself: Am I walking or just talking?

Are you talking about helping others, or are you making that phone call?

Are you dreaming about writing a book or sitting down to write page one?

Are you praying for healing or walking in forgiveness and health?

Closing Prayer

Abba Yahusha, Heavenly Father, give us faith that walks, not just talks. Give us courage like Kepha, wisdom like Ya'aqob, and vision like Yoseph. Ignite our chakras with Your Ruach. Let us walk through museums of this world, not as still exhibits but as living testimonies. Empower WBJMinistries to walk boldly in Manhattan and beyond. May every cultural thread in our story—Polish, African, Indigenous, Buddhist—bring light to Your truth. HaleluYah.

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