The Israelite Abiding Movement has three objectives for the purpose of building up God's Holy People:
1. To lift up the Father and Jesus Christ, the Lord.
2. To Teach the Truth of God's Holy Word- the Bible
3. To gather the Flock or people of God together unto the Day of Christ-the Last Judgment.
To walk in a spiritual way means that every moment of our lives is captured by this desire. All your thoughts, all your words, and all your actions are filtered by the spirit of God; nothing is taken for granted.
Your daily life is the sum of your spirit-man or spiritual life. What we do and say will eventually cement our character and our very essence. Therefore, great thought and contemplation must be placed on the choices we make in order to reach the ability to walk in the spirit and stay in the spirit.
To help us achieve this, God has left us a Book of instructions to guide our steps in our life's journey. In it are laws, judgements, wisdom, counsel, and examples of men and women to reflect on and gain insight into what works and doesn't work for one seeking to live and walk in the spirit of God.
If applied these instructions and laws eventually will lead to a life well lived coupled with the hope of immortality, which God has promised to all his faithful followers who choose this path.
To walk in the spirit is a choice we must make everyday while denying the desire do the very opposite. We must follow the instructions of Christ, who said, "If any man will come after me, let him deny himself, and take up his cross (the constant struggle to do good in the midst of evil and temptation), and follow me. (Matt. 16:24)"
I've tried to capture and subdue that empty feeling I have, because your not in my life, with the earthy concept of love, by tuning into love songs, and gazing at romantic motion pictures, and the dreamy fantasies they portrayed, where the boy meets the girl of his dreams and she has that same dream too, and in the end they fall in love and live happily ever after.
But, it never ends like that for me with what I found so far. Because none of these things compare to you. They can't fill the void of my empty heart, or meet the expectations of love that I have of you; nor even spark the feelings that I have when I think of you.
I've searched for a love like yours over oceans, and traveled through strange lands to find you again. But, all I found was disappointments and users, and those that are seekers of their own gains and not true love.
O that His light would shine on me and guide my path to you, Israel. The place where true love lives and God inhabits'. Only If He would shepherd me to you, then I would find you and I would make my abode with you. I would hold you in my arms with all my strength and never leave you.
In finding you and returning to you, it would be like coming home when you've been gone for a long, long time, or lost at sea to finally drift ashore upon your native land. With you, O Israel, I'm home forevermore; I'm where I belong, where joy, true love, and God dwells for eternity.
Due to our evil, wicked, malicious, and vile hatred of God's holy people, the Israelites; whom we so proudly and venimously call niggers, God has sent His angel in the form of violent tornados to visit us, the so-called white people of the south, especially, we of Mississippi.
We should be aware that today's, March 24th 2023, tempest, is but a mere small sample of His ferce anger towards us for the generations and centuries of murders, lies, raping, cruelty, inhumanity, and outrageous blasphemies, along with our current desires to reinstitute Jim Crow laws against His people the so-called black man.
Today's storm and tornados are sent to appease His anger towards us, till he comes personally to deal with us face to face. And He has promised that He will not meet with us as a man, but as God on earth: at which time He will unleash all His ferce anger towards us for all our crimes and wicked ways( words can not describe this anger and judgment. It must be witness by the unfortunate souls that will meet Him on that day).
Again, Sunday's Lynching has been canceled due to the massive destructive storm and tornados sent to our towns, cities, and states across the south by God.
-Zarach
O God, see all the evils of these vile people. See how they hunt us for sport because of their hatred towards us and send your angels to lay on cruel strokes, and torments against them day and night.
In Christ's mighty name, I have prayed! Amen! And Amen!
Remember, O Lord, Taylorville Mississippi and Rasheem Carter, Jackson Mississippi and Jim Crow, and all the sundown towns across the American landscape; and bring the criminals and the violent man of the earth to justice!
I dived into the ocean with the perfect form of a diver. It was clear with the light of the sun breaking through the waters all around. It was vast and deep-about a thousand miles below. I kept diving, going deeper towards the bottom, but God was with me and I was able to breathe the air that He provided. I did become fearful as I journeyed to the bottom- would the weight of the ocean waters crush me? Would I run out of air? Would the monsters of the deep devour me?
The whales and the sharks did come by to see what creature was this that traveled through their domain. But they just passed by me , never attacking or threatening harm. The Spirit said keep going. So I swam towards the the deepest part of the ocean. But before I entered the abyss there was a landing- a sanded floor on top of a mountain. At the edge of the landing, there was nothing but darkness and vast open space for miles.
Out of the darkness came up a flying wheel within a wheel ( Ezekiel 1:15,16,17) full of lights. It stood next to me and opened a stairway of light to me to enter in. But, I did not go up into it. Something drew me to the sandy beach on the mountain top. Then I saw a hand come up out of the sand and took hold of my ankle. Suddenly, I heard a voice saying, " Don't forget us," " Don't let our blood go unavenged," "Avenge us." Then I saw that there were bones everywhere scattered in the sand. It was the bones of the children of Israel that were taken on the slave ships off the west coast of Africa, and sold to the Edomite-Europeans by the African-Canaanites and the Arab-Ishmaelites. They cried out, " Don't forget us, go and avenge us of all the wrongs done to us." I listened, being shocked and in awe at the sight and sound of the voices of my ancestors speaking to me.
I agreed in my heart to give them rest and help them obtain a better resurrection ( Heb. 11:35). I asked one of them to tell me her story. She was a child of 12 or 13 years of age; a short, dark, and beautiful little girl. She said, " I was sold by the Wolof people-the Africans." I was in my village and went to get water at the river. Now, we were at war with the Wolof, and as I was fetching water they ambushed me and kidnapped me. They did this to many and gathered us up for to march towards the ocean.
On our march, I saw and experienced many evils. Men, women, and children were exposed to the lust and blood thirstiness of our captors. They killed any who resisted, and raped the women and children- I was raped. On the beach and in the town of our holding pen, we were housed like so many cattle- naked, hungry, and afraid. The Africans used some of us for their blood sacrifices, with many beheadings and ritual killings.
This was hell and great horror. I was sold for wine and placed on the Edomite/foreigner ship with a thousand other captives. The men and women were separated. We were all crowed under the ship and sailed off on the open face of the ocean. There the tortures escalated- they beat us, they hanged us, they forced us to exercise, and to eat. The sick were cast to the sharks and the crew watched for entertainment as men, women, and children were eaten by the monsters of the deep. Those that fought back and rebelled received much torture. A pregnant woman who defied their evils was hanged by her leg, beaten with whips, and cut opened. The baby, falling to the deck of the ship crying was stomped to death by the devil who laughed with his evil host around him.
My own case, is this. Saddened by all the horror and grief I witnessed, I became withdrawn and stop eating. The devil noticing me, and desired to rape me while I was on deck. But I stood up and looked towards the open sea and I jumped off the deck. The sea embraced me. It took me down to the bottom of the sea, to my grave. And here I lay with the ten thousands gone with me to the ocean floor. Our souls have no rest because of all the evils done to us. Daily, we cry out to God to avenge us, to remember the evils of Edom, the Africans, and the Arab Ishmaelites, with all the world, who helped them to do all this evil on us. We cry for our people and our lands where the bones of our ancestors lay, desecrated by the enemy.
My heart was broken for my ancestors, upon hearing their story. And I vowed, at that moment, to tell their story as a witness against the enemies of God, and to avenge their blood. I took up the pen in my hand like a mighty sword of a strong warrior. And I wrote the poems and verses to witness to the truth of the ancestors of Israel and the sure wrath of GOD that will not delay. As I wrote God's Holy Spirit guided my pen and my cognitions to give voice to the dead and redemption to the souls gone.
-Zarach
Children of Men
Lord, remember the children of men
forget not their crimes and vengeance on your child
remember the marches of tears, remember the cites of violence
remember the slave ships.
Journey
I journeyed across the ocean in search of a missing love.
My heart was never at peace at home. I yearned for my love; though I have never seen her,
Yet, my soul was drawn to her.
She cried in the night and at dawn she had no joy, only mourning of sorrows.
I swore that when I became a man I would go and rescue her from the hands of her captors.
Middle Passage
Neither the vastness of the sea, nor the ocean deep
It's monsters and murky waters with Leviathan beneath can send the fear that deters.
I will seek you. I will find you, and I will carry you.
Take my hands my sister, my brother, my mother, my father,
