So here i am, i have been given the ability to heal the blind, to give them sight once again, to bring back the teachings of the Jesus-Christ.
222 – i am not to be the abomination of desolation, nor one of the two prophets; i am not to go to Jerusalem but i am to walk back to Haifa, get on the ship for Greece, return to Turkey, talk with Sevgilim, then return to the states to serve my Father and the people that i understand and they understand me. The people that shall rise up and save the world by saving first themselves and then maybe one other person by giving them vision and so they may save themselves too…GOD WILLING.
These people will not listen to me nor do they hear me. A prophet, must come to his own people for them to ever hope to understand. Yet a prophet receives no honor in his home. My thoughts and prayers are this, if i can withdraw then i will travel back to Turkey and see what is to happen of a life with Sevgilim. I know that my path lies in the states and to remain with man, to not ascend to the full spirit and be unburdened by the flesh.
It is to remain and work in service to my Father to purify this vessel and to serve and heal the sick. “If they do not hear you then shake the dirt of them from you sandals.”
As for Mowad, he can now see and his spiritual war of good and evil has now begun. He could solve all problems by selling his supposed land but he holds it as security instead of the true security that comes from my Father. He could provide for his children, wife, pay off his debt, have money to travel, and do whatever he wants but he would rather continue to borrow from others leaving them in debt as well.
By tomorrow i shall know my way or within a few more days that i shall be here. I will stay with Mowad a bit longer for support, direction, and teaching but his way is his choice. He has been shown the path but it is he who must decide to walk it. GOD grant him strength and comfort and ability for a good life. For i know that is no reason to ask this because it has been given to us all. All praise and glory be to GOD my Father of the Spirit for the abundance of blessings and gifts and talents that he has laid upon this body.
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