Society has been corrupt since the dawning of man. People have to want to find goodness from within before anything else will ever be found. So often this can be the most difficult task associated with life, which is why so many of us struggle with this concept. Many spend countless years trying to fill an emptiness, trying to fulfill some aspect of themselves.
Meanwhile, that empty inside is no longer empty, as something else has taken up root in this space. A shadow that has gone eternity unchecked, finally given the opportunity to consume and possess. We begin behaving in ways that don’t align with our highest intentions. We spew hate, breed it, we spend so much time with it that we confuse hate with passion. Like tares in a wheat field, the hate spreads, hiding among us.
I received my first death threat recently. I fall short myself, I should had known better than to engage but the hate was so obvious, so persistent, that I had to say something. I simply couldn’t ignore.
What I received after confirmed so much for me. So much for what I know is currently happening in the spiritual realms. What hate is spreading, how the hearts of many are growing colder and colder, and the blasphemy’s will grow more and more obvious. Just as when tares come to seed, they are easily plucked from the wheat. But until they go to seed. They are impossible to remove.
Sometimes we just have to hit rock bottom before we can make efforts to change. Before we can see that “whoa, This isn’t what I thought I planted”. We reap what we sow, and if we are sowing poison, then that is what we shall receive in return.
What I saw in this woman was pure darkness. Pure evil on such a level I didn’t think was possible. I saw evil taunting me, attempting to get through to me and address the cross I carry. My wrath.
This has been my biggest challenge through this journey is addressing my wrath. I have spent countless hours working through this, and I have finally felt at peace with the burden I carry.
But this work was untested. I hadn’t been challenged by the darkness to see if I had worked through this wrath or not. In July, I had a similar experience where a man messaged me a hateful message out of his own discomfort. The hours leading up to the situation were dark to say the least, and I failed miserably in maintaining centeredness and peace from within. I saw red, and the moment that happened, my armor fell drastically and loudly to the ground. Vulnerable to attack, the spiritual war came to my front door, and I foolishly accepted the challenge.
From that moment, I know I learned vital information necessary for the war that is to come. I began to see demons in peoples faces. I began to see exactly who was actually in the drivers seat with people.
We’ve planted tares for so long, we don’t even know what the real wheat is anymore. Generations upon generations of hate, violence, and ignorance have created an infestation of tares.
In every platform, in almost all family lines, there lies the poison, spreading like the noxious weed it is and consuming every piece of earth it can.
But with this misstep, I came back stronger. I cast out these attachments. I dealt with these shadows. I addressed and healed, transmuted the hate, healed the trauma, broke the generational cycles and curses. I casted out the demons that had taken up space within me. The Creator was preparing me for what was to come. He allowed this to happen, I needed to be tested.
When confronted with hate, what do we do? How do you process someone telling you they hope you die? You don’t.
It’s not about you. It’s not about you personally, it’s not about your beliefs or your body. It’s about who you follow. Who you connect to for guidance and healing. It’s about who you call the Creator.
This isn’t about me, it’s not personal. It’s about the abuses that are happening in the church; hiding behind the name of God. It’s about the manipulation and corruption; the abuses in the family and home.
It’s about succumbing to the darkness. It’s about duality, divisiveness, and deception. Nobody wins in a dualistic battle, there is no right or wrong. There is only the Creator.