Time to catch up with events of the past month or so. I’ve been spending hours each day on the laws, currently fine-tuning the first deep study, still correcting some translations errors, and being taught the finer points of the law myself as I go, so I am enjoying the work. I expect to be able to publish it here within a few weeks, unless something unexpected crops up.
My diary notes continue on 22nd February 2021, as I was shown something that I had questioned and pondered in a previous post, the meaning of the word azazel, which is translated as ‘scapegoat’ in English texts, which derives from ‘escape goat’. I discussed this with long-time reader Riverly back in this post, but I knew I was still not quite there with what it was all about, the meaning of the goat sent into the wilderness. I knew that the goat sacrificed on the day of atonement foreshadowed the sacrifice of Yahshua, and I know that the goat sent into the wilderness foreshadows me, but I was shown in February what the word azazel means, when I was re-reading the book of Enoch. It is actually a name, of one of the fallen angels, and the one who was the main culprit in teaching men how to sin. This section of Enoch nails his guilt:
And then Michael, Uriel, Raphael, and Gabriel looked down from heaven and saw much blood being shed upon the earth, and all lawlessness being wrought upon the earth. 2. And they said one to another: ‘The earth made †without inhabitant cries the voice of their crying† up to the gates of heaven. 3 ⌈⌈And now to you, the holy ones of heaven⌉⌉, the souls of men make their suit, saying, “Bring our cause before the Most High.”.’ 4. And they said to the Lord of the ages: ‘Lord of lords, God of gods, King of kings, 〈and God of the ages〉, the throne of Thy glory (standeth) unto all the generations of the ages, and Thy name holy and glorious and blessed unto all the ages! 5. Thou hast made all things, and power over all things hast Thou: and all things are naked and open in Thy sight, and Thou seest all things, and nothing can hide itself from Thee. 6. Thou seest what Azâzêl hath done, who hath taught all unrighteousness on earth and revealed the eternal secrets which were (preserved) in heaven, which men were striving to learn: 7. And Semjâzâ, to whom Thou hast given authority to bear rule over his associates. 8. And they have gone to the daughters of men upon the earth, and have slept with the women, and have defiled themselves, and revealed to them all kinds of sins. 9. And the women have borne giants, and the whole earth has thereby been filled with blood and unrighteousness. 10. And now, behold, the souls of those who have died are crying and making their suit to the gates of heaven, and their lamentations have ascended: and cannot cease because of the lawless deeds which are wrought on the earth.
So, there are many fallen angels, and their various evil deeds are described fully in other chapters of Enoch, so have a read for yourself, but Azazel is named as the one who taught all unrighteousness on earth, as well as revealing the eternal secrets, which our rulers have used to subjugate and oppress us, and lead us away from God, ever since those early days, because they sold their souls for power to the fallen angels.
So, why is Azazel mentioned on the day of atonement, as regards the goat sent into the wilderness? It is because Israel, as commanded by my Father (via Moses) is symbolically sending the sins, the knowledge of unrighteousness, out into the wilderness, back from whence it came. This article has the background, and I have copied below the relevant bit:
For early Semitic tribes, Azazel (literally “strong one against God”) was a very real force of evil. It was common for them to make sacrifices to Azazel at the same time that they made sacrifices to their god, Yahweh. As described in the Hebrew Bible, Azazel’s sacrifices were made by driving a goat into the desert wilderness or by pushing it into a deep ravine. These sacrifices were not meant to honor Azazel as a deity; rather, they symbolized the people sending their sins back to their original source.
So, that provides some clarity as to why the goat is sent off into the wilderness, to take all of Israel’s sins back to Azazel, whereas the sacrificed goat was killed to offer atonement for those sins. I have pondered what that means for my role in the next 11 years and 5 months, and I am certain it will mean (in fact it already does) being alone, no friends or family to see, and eventually, actually being situated in the wilderness somewhere, just me, on my own, perhaps until the second Exodus begins in March 2029, or perhaps I won’t be involved with that at all? I think I will be, and my warnings to the world will cause me to be driven away before then, but we will see.
On the same day I was moved to email the Canadian man I have mentioned a few times in previous posts. I have no idea what made me look at the photos of his passover offering last year, it was obviously the Word directing me to do so, as when I looked I saw that his altar was illegal, not complying to my Father’s laws. He had used hewn stones, but even then, he attempted to excuse himself because the stones were made of clay/earth, and had not been hewn, but were formed whilst pliable and then baked to firm them up.
I told him he was wrong (again). Perhaps he was fooled by the bad translation of Exodus 20:24-26, where the words ‘of earth’ are used, when it actually says ‘in the land’ (verse 24), and in verse 25, when it says ‘and if you build me an altar of stone’, it should say ‘when you build me an altar of stone’. The matter is clarified in Joshua 8 though (and also in Deuteronomy 27):
At that time Joshua built an altar on Mount Ebal to Yehovah, the God of Israel, 31just as Moses the servant of Yehovah had commanded the Israelites. He built it according to what is written in the Book of the Law of Moses: “an altar of uncut stones on which no iron tool has been used.” And on it they offered burnt offerings to Yehovah, and they sacrificed peace offerings.
Plain and clear, to those with ears to hear and eyes to see. Sadly the Canadian circumcised himself, and his infant son, taking himself out of the new covenant altogether, so no Holy Spirit, grace gone, nothing remaining but groping about in the dark. Very sad.
During the period from 23rd February until around the 1st or 2nd of March I came under attack by the enemy, resulting in a truly miserable time, full of despair and doubts, and also a return to some bad habits. I stopped praying for most of that period too. It was the same old lies that it is all just a big game, plus significant attacks with lies about the lack of free will, the pre-ordained destiny of my life. It included deep pessimism about the millennium period and my role as king of kings, making me think it would be just a load of work for 1,00 years, with no privacy. It made me pessimistic about having the Word of God in me forever more, always connected to my Father and His slave because of it. It made me pessimistic even about the prospect of eternity in the New Jerusalem, sat around, forever. The enemy kept up the attacks, every day. Eventually I prayed in a similar way that I did way back in early 2018, but for very different reasons.
Both prayers were asking God to end my life, but in 2018 it was because of my despair at the state of the world, whereas in February 2021 it was in despair at my own destiny, which the enemy had deceived me into thinking was terrible. So I not only prayed for death, but for my soul to be annihilated too, even if in the lake of fire, anything but to exist forever. So, it was a bad time, very bad. I attempted to justify my bad habits in prayer too, as being not sinful, and asking how I could commit sin at this point anyway, considering I have the Holy Spirit and the Word of God and angels looking after me? I still made sabbath offerings, but I doubt they were pleasing to my Father, as I was just going through the motions. If nothing else though, the offerings showed that I still feared Him I suppose.
I stopped working on the law, I just wasted the days and nights away online. It was actually worse than the 40 days of testing and tempting that I had to endure back in November-December 2020, because the enemy is vicious, whereas the tests from the accuser are strictly controlled by God. Or perhaps I was just weaker on this occasion, in the depths of winter, on my own, fed up. Hard to say.
My Father therefore began to chastise me, I think mostly for the bad habits I had slipped back into (watching porn). Each night He would give me a few hours at least of mild leg aches, not terribly painful, but a strong enough ache to prevent sleep. Then it would stop around 5-6am, and I would sleep til midday, and wake up feeling tired and miserable, knowing that I had no escape from my destiny, whatever I might try to do, there’s nowhere to run and hide from God on His planet. As prophesied in Psalm 139 (this is the whole chapter):
O Yehovah, You have searched me
and known me.
2You know when I sit and when I rise;
You understand my thoughts from afar.
3You search out my path and my lying down;
You are aware of all my ways.
4Even before a word is on my tongue,
You know all about it, O Yehovah.
5You hem me in behind and before;
You have laid Your hand upon me.
6Such knowledge is too wonderful for me,
too lofty for me to attain.
7Where can I go to escape Your Spirit?
Where can I flee from Your presence?
8If I ascend to the heavens, You are there;
if I make my bed in Sheol, You are there.
9If I rise on the wings of the dawn,
if I settle by the farthest sea,
10even there Your hand will guide me;
Your right hand will hold me fast.
11If I say, “Surely the darkness will hide me,
and the light become night around me”—
12even the darkness is not dark to You,
but the night shines like the day,
for darkness is as light to You.
13For You formed my inmost being;
You knit me together in my mother’s womb.
14I praise You,
for I am fearfully and wonderfully made.
Marvelous are Your works,
and I know this very well.
15My frame was not hidden from You
when I was made in secret,
when I was woven together
in the depths of the earth.
16Your eyes saw my unformed body;
all my days were written in Your book
and ordained for me
before one of them came to be.
17How precious to me are Your thoughts, O God,
how vast is their sum!
18If I were to count them,
they would outnumber the grains of sand;
and when I awake,
I am still with You.
19O God, that You would slay the wicked—
away from me, you bloodthirsty men—
20who speak of You deceitfully;
Your enemies take Your name in vain.c
21Do I not hate those who hate You, O Yehovah,
and detest those who rise against You?
22I hate them with perfect hatred;
I count them as my enemies.
23Search me, O God, and know my heart;
test me and know my concerns.
24See if there is any offensive way in me;
lead me in the way everlasting.
The Psalmist, in prophecy, told me I can’t escape or hide. So, I just submitted (once again) to my Father and got back to my work on the law and asked His forgiveness in prayer for my trespasses (once again). The enemy left me alone then, and my old bad habits stopped. You might think me stupid for falling for the enemy’s lies, but they don’t even appear as lies, they appear as my own thoughts, and I have not been able to just banish them, to date. But next time, I am resolved to banish those thoughts, I will not stumble again.
(**Edit, in the midst of writing this post, another attack arrived, exactly the same lies put into my head. This time I only allowed them to affect me for c.24 hours, and then I simply thought ‘no, Azazel, you can fuck off with your lies now, I am my Father’s man, I am His servant, and I trust Him, not your lies’. And the thoughts stopped, just like that. Felt really good I have to say. I have no doubts the fallen angels will hit me again, in a variety of ways, but they can no longer hit my faith with lies.**).
And as for how this left my relationship with my Father, He let me know He was upset, but that His grace was sufficient for me (as it was for Paul, you may recall), and He let me know in a way that was very incredible, with a song again, from an artist I loved back in the 80s and 90s, not a well known song of hers, I had never even considered the lyrics at all back then, it was just an album track. Here are the lyrics, to the song by Bjork called ‘Unravel‘:
while you are away
my heart comes undone
in a ball of yarn
the devil collects it
with a grin
in a ball of yarn
he’ll never return it
so when you come back
we’ll have to make new love
It is easy for me, and for anyone, to forget that God is a ‘person’, with emotions, like us (we are made in His image after all). So, when I was played this song, which I hadn’t heard in donkey’s years, it made me very sad, and it made me feel very guilty and bad for how I had behaved, and how I had treated my Father during that brief period. It also made me very thankful indeed, for His love and grace toward me, and also for the fact He chastised me gently to ensure I would come to my senses, and return to Him. It made me realise that He is in control, of my life, all of it, and He won’t let me act badly for long, because He has the means to give me a gentle kick, to get me back to Him. Also, the song He chose (which He wrote through the artist, for me, about this) has a connection to my past life of sin, through someone using words from the lyrics, which I spotted, and it led to something bad happening, which I was reminded of when I heard the song again recently. So, add all of that together, and you can see why Psalm 139 applies:
all my days were written in Your book
and ordained for me
before one of them came to be.
But through this whole experience, oddly, I am now fully reconciled to the fact that the whole of my life was planned out by my Father before the world was created, and that I am wholly His, always have been, and always have been, that is the state of play on planet earth, everything and everyone is God’s, and He will use us all as He chooses, for His ends, to realise His great plan. So, I have reached what I would call the ‘Job moment’ of utter humility, and utter awe of God’s involvement in my life and His ability to teach me and to refine me and His love for me:
Then Job replied to Yehovah:
2“I know that You can do all things
and that no plan of Yours can be thwarted.
3You asked, ‘Who is this
who conceals My counsel without knowledge?’
Surely I spoke of things I did not understand,
things too wonderful for me to know.
4You said, ‘Listen now, and I will speak.
I will question you, and you shall inform Me.’
5My ears had heard of You,
but now my eyes have seen You.
6Therefore I retract my words,
and I repent in dust and ashes.”
Job can appear to be a very strange book indeed, but it’s one of the most beautiful and revealing books in the whole of the scriptures. When I first heard it, and the last chapter played, I was on a plane en route to Morocco, having recently realised I had lost my house sale money (back in 2019) in a test of faith. As the final chapter unfolded, ending with God blessing Job once again, even more than before, I shed some tears, as I realised I was going through a similar test to Job, and like Job, at times I have passed the tests, and at other times, I have failed, but like Job, my Father hasn’t walked away, He’s attended to me personally, as He did to Job, and words cannot adequately describe how that makes me feel. But also, I believe that ALL men and women that are destined to enter His eternal kingdom are similarly tested and refined, one way or another, and all of them He attends to personally, and I am sure they realise He has been there for them, testing their mettle, sharpening them up, humbling them. We do slowly realise how blessed we are to be designed and created to be His, even though the tests can be really tough, even unto death for many. The rewards will make all of it worthwhile though.
Realising that, as more and more things from my past are shown to be pre-planned, you might think I would be more unhappy, at the obvious impact upon the notion of free will, and at the days that lie ahead. But I am not unhappy, because I know, as surely we all do, that we do have free will, so somehow my Father planned out my life, and knew what I would do every day, using my free will at each step. Maybe some day He will explain to me and to all of us in His kingdom how the apparent contradiction there is resolved. Or maybe we don’t have free will, we just think we have it? I think these matters come within the remit of the ‘sacred truths’ that Paul mentioned, so I suspect I will find out, but won’t be able to reveal it to anyone else.
Ultimately, I no longer care if my whole life has been pre-planned, even down to the finest details, I just don’t care at all, as I was ignorant of it until quite recently, and my life has mostly been enjoyable. And there is no doubt my life from now on is going to be a terrific adventure, hugely exciting and challenging for 11.5 years, and then very pleasant indeed through the millennium reign, with wives and children and friends and the chance to meet so many saints from the past, as well as the elect, and Yahshua and my Father too, in heaven. And then, after the millennium reign, eternity within a few feet of my Father in the New Jerusalem, and perhaps still visiting the new heaven and earth outside, who knows. But I know I was blessed with fifteen minutes of shared laughter with my Father and the Lord back in April 2020, when They entered my temple, and I know that I experienced the bliss that is generally only imagined by those with faith, and it was so intense, so wonderful, I could hardly bare to experience it.
(**Edit 2nd April 2021….I was reminded of events in my past that fit with the likely tribulations of the goat sent into the wilderness carrying all of Israel’s sins back to Azazel. Throughout my life I have had multiple false accusations against me, even as a child. I remember a dad accusing me of bullying his daughter when I was staying at a holiday camp, aged only 8-9 I think. I had never even met the girl, let alone bully her. During my work life there have been so many false accusations, and also general persecutions from evil bosses, and even from senior management, all of which I have fought against. There have also been false accusations by friends, and by family, and in sports. I have also suffered the theft of a car, never to be seen again, and the attempted theft of another car. I have had a neighbour injure one of my cats, slashing his paw, for nothing. I have been accused of worshipping a demon, of being possessed by demons, of being a pagan moon worshipper, and more besides. So, when I look back at my life, I can see that I was living a life one would expect of someone cast into a wilderness for others’ sins. Not to say I was sin-free of course, no one is before they receive the Holy Spirit. But I would say my moral framework was pretty tight, especially when it came to dealing with others, and I note that my Father somehow kept me from committing adultery, despite opportunities with divorced women, and He kept me from some other sins too, somehow. Of course I didn’t observe the sabbath, and new moon days and holy feast days etc, as I was an unbeliever back then. As time moves on, I expect more false accusations, instigated by government probably, and will not be surprised to have to suffer some jail time, as an innocent man, as did Joseph in Egypt. But like Joseph, I will be set free by the hand of my Father to continue my job for Him. **)
So, through this February 2021 experience, I have emerged as a totally humbled and contrite and submissive man, who loves his Father so much more than beforehand. And given that all of my days are pre-planned, it is obvious that my Father uses the enemy to achieve His ends, as we see in scriptures, time and again. And He is willing to suffer temporary rejection from me to refine me into a better man, and a better servant of His. And human dads do exactly the same to their kids too I believe, allowing them to make mistakes sometimes and go astray, and then suitably punishing them, to teach them, and to make them better children, and they love their dads for doing so. When it is God doing so, supernaturally, it is all very intense and difficult, but it fits with Yahshua telling us that we need to be like little children to learn the gospel and to be followers of his. I hope I do not have to be tested in this way again, I do not want to fall into any kind of sin, and I pray to be kept from temptation and tests every night (knowing that tests galore await me).
On 3rd March I had another one of those til receipts whilst shopping at the supermarket, you may recall I have had £77.77, and £67.67, and this one was £27.07, see below:
Also, that evening as I was witnessing on many youtube channels, calling for repentance, and especially amongst the judaists who are awaiting their ‘mosiach’, a spider ran at me and onto me, a decent-sized spider, which made me jump (I don’t like spiders), and I flicked it off in a bit of a panic.
In early March, on a sabbath, just as I was twisting the salt shaker over the two lamb steaks ahead of making the offering, my Father played a song for the moment, as I was listening to ‘my station’ on Apple music, and it plays songs that are new to me. This is the song that it played:
There’s something about salt and God, He is very salty I think, that’s why the seas are salty too. He asks for salt on His offerings, and even mentions salt in His covenant with the Levites for their service to Him, in Numbers 18:19:
All the holy offerings that the Israelites present to Yehovah I give to you and to your sons and daughters as a permanent statute. It is a permanent covenant of salt before Yehovah for you and your offspring.”
And of course, the Lord asked ‘what use is salt that has lost its saltiness’? So, salt, of some significance to my Father.
My next note is from the 11th March 2021, and I had prayed to my Father for permission to play some golf this season, after a long hard winter of lockdowns and no holidays to Morocco, I was looking forward to the spring and summer, and I told my Father that I would only play a couple of evenings a week, just for a couple of hours a time, and that I needed it for the relaxation and for some fun and also because it is a beautiful spot where my club is located, with stunning views of the countryside and river and the sea. So, that night I had three separate dreams where I was playing golf, and I took that as approval for my request. However, when I did go up to play a few days ago, as golf clubs are now allowed to re-open as lockdown restrictions are eased, I played seven holes and I didn’t get any enjoyment from it at all, even for the few decent shots I hit, it just felt like a waste of time, and I wanted to get back to finishing off the law study. So, whilst I am sure the dreams were approval from my Father, I know that the golfing part of my life is in the past now, and greater things lie ahead, much more exciting than hitting a ball around a field (although, I do thank my Father for the great times I have had on the golf course over c. 28 years, and the friends I made, especially Jamal in Agadir).
Also on 11th March, as I was driving to the supermarket, I was thinking about how blessed I am to be serving my Father in this role, a one-in-ten-billion chance that it would be me, and I was thinking about the golf approval, and I started to think ‘My Father is such a fair….’, when I noticed an advert on a bus shelter, the advert below:
I laughed, because I was thinking about this at that very moment, although I would have used the word ‘boss’. I had no idea what Taskmaster was, subsequent research revealed it’s a TV show. But once again I was left pondering ‘How does He do that, plan for a sign to be in a place just as I am thinking that thought? I don’t know how He does it, but it’s very impressive and always brightens my day and makes me smile.
I made a note about the laws on inheritance to sons, contained in Deuteronomy 21:15, where the eldest son gets a double portion, and the father must not punish him in the inheritance if he doesn’t love his first wife as much as the second wife. Whilst that is very useful to know, this chapter and verse is also absolute proof that multiple wives are part of my Father’s plan for men. In the millennium reign, multiple wives will be common-place, but I will be restricted to not having too many wives (Deuteronomy 17:17). Here is the relevant section of Deuteronomy 21:
15If a man has two wives, one beloved and the other unloved, and both bear him sons, but the unloved wife has the firstborn son, 16when that man assigns his inheritance to his sons he must not appoint the son of the beloved wife as the firstborn over the son of the unloved wife.
17Instead, he must acknowledge the firstborn, the son of his unloved wife, by giving him a double portion of all that he has. For that son is the firstfruits of his father’s strength; the right of the firstborn belongs to him.
On 12th March 2021, on a whim, and against my Father’s wishes, whilst I was doing some online banking, I tried to send £300 to John and his ministry in Kenya. I have sent him money through my bank many times before, with no issues at all. On this occasion though, as I clicked on the ‘send’ icon, nothing happened. I clicked a few times, but I knew that it was my Father blocking it, as there was no error message, it just became a blank icon. I took a video and sent it to John to show him, but I can’t share the video here as it shows our bank details. My Father has some issues with John, around righteousness and holiness and financial matters, so he is testing and refining John for the time being. I knew I wasn’t supposed to send money to him currently, but my soft heart just felt like sending a small sum, but my Father knows best, and didn’t allow it to go through. John has asked for money several times, and I had to tell him that he wasn’t showing faith by asking. So, he seems to be learning and trusting my Father more recently, and I hope and have prayed that he comes through the refining process a better man, with firmer faith, and trust in God.
On 14th March 2021, which was new moon day, late at night, after many months of study, and with many interruptions along the way, I approached the final few verses of the laws of my Father, which end in Deuteronomy 31, at verse 13. I could feel myself becoming very emotional as I did the final verse, just about holding back the tears. I was thinking about Ezra and his work with the laws, and the tears that were shed by the elders and the King and plenty of the children of Israel, and I know I am going to be doing what Ezra did. Also, it was a big job, and I was so happy to have finished it, and I know how critical it is that all things in the law are restored, for the saints and the elect. I could feel the Word of my Father was happy too. So, as I finished, I was moved to go outside into the front garden, to look at the stars. It was very cloudy, and there was only one solitary star visible, high up to the West. As I saw it, instantly a shooting star whizzed in front of that star. And I wasn’t surprised, I expected it to happen, as a sign of celebration from my Father with me. Very cool to see it nevertheless.
I knew I had to tidy up the first sections of the law, as I had left out chapter headings early on. It turned out my Father needed me to go through the whole law again, as my earlier standards were refined as I went, so I am still working on it, but I don’t mind doing it again, and I am now up to Numbers 27, and the further I go, the less I need to make improvements. So, stay tuned, soon it will be published here and then I will begin teaching it all.
On 23rd March, for the first time since the horse-kicking incident which taught me not to use medicine, one of my ears felt a bit blocked with wax, something that used to afflict me regularly. I was surprised, as my Father had been keeping them clear for 9-10 months. I pondered what to do, and decided to mention it in prayer and tell my Father that I continued to trust that He would keep the ears clear, to bless my life, so I can hear the songs of the birds, the audio scriptures, and music, all of which I love so much. And, my ear has gone back to being clear again, so I think that was just another little faith test to see how I would react. Most importantly was that I didn’t blame my Father for the slight blockage, and I realised it was a test. So, it feels like I am getting to know Him better over time, and that’s very nice indeed.
At some point during this period I sent the second tranche of funds across to Shafiq in Uganda, and he has now purchased 4 acres of land, to grow food for his orphan family and his neighbours, and later this year, as the site for a nice orphanage too. He has been a good student, he studies with me regularly, and he is working on his ministry every day, out riding his bicycle for miles, we have become friends now too. Recently he baptised five people too, which is fantastic news, and here are a few photos of that:
I am sure Shafiq will lead many more to baptism and then keep them on the narrow path with his teaching, and his work will yield a great crop for my Father’s kingdom, so it is a huge blessing to me to be involved in supporting Shafiq with teaching and money and prayers. My Father connected us at the perfect time, as you would expect. Also, I wonder if this is first time in history that five people have been baptised wearing tassels, as commanded in Numbers 15? It wouldn’t surprise me, and it’s a sign of obedient hearts, already obeying the laws of God, even before the Holy Spirit arrives to teach and purify them. Nice to see.
Also, John in Kenya baptised some people, I think it was 3 or 4 from memory, and here are some photos of that:
It’s great to see all of these baptisms, praise God for giving men the heart to preach the gospel and to show people the way and the truth, and these people being baptised are getting into the family at just the right time, the last being first of course.
I have lots of interactions with people on youtube, it is the only social media place where comments can get pithy, and biblical truth can be spoken still, with no noticeable policing by YT, just sometimes by channel owners. I get very little traction with the judaists, they are so stiff-necked, still hating Yahshua and rejecting any notion he is the son of God and a messiah. I thought I’d share one example, at the more aggressive end of the spectrum, but these guys really think they and their rabbis know it all:
That’s me up to date again with the diary blogging. As I write I am 10 hours into a 72 hour fast, with just water and tea and black coffee to be drunk during that period. Once again I choose to fast over the pagan Easter period, when fake pagans eat chocolate eggs and roast dinners, whilst not even being part of God’s family, and they never think about the correct dates for the crucifixion and resurrection of Yahshua, or why he died, or about my Father at all. Just another crappy pagan fertility feast period, which they can keep. But to show solidarity with my Father and His long-suffering patience for these pagans, in my formerly faithful nation, I choose to fast when others are feasting. It’s good to suffer sometimes, to appreciate the suffering of the Lord and my Father in heaven, and to appreciate the food and drinks He sustains us with throughout our lives. I am just starting to feel pangs of hunger, after a 10 mile walk out to the moor today, for the first time since the end of October last year. For the first time I revisited the tree of life I ate from around a year ago, it took a while to find it, as it’s a gorse bush, in amongst many gorse bushes (and it was dark, and quite a busy night), but I found it eventually. Happy memories.
I pray that my work and my fast is a blessing to my Father in heaven and to our Lord Yahshua, and I thank my Father for all He blesses me with, and for His wonderful creations and His plans and promises for His children for the future, for eternity. It is my honour and joy to be His servant, to know Him, and to seek to emulate the ministry of the Lord Yahshua in due course. Please stay tuned, ready for the upcoming publishing of the laws of God, and the teaching of those laws.