Do you believe The Most High is coming back to earth? Do you believe everyone is going to heaven? Do you believe that fire and brimstone came down on Sodom and Gomorrah? Do you believe natural disasters are at the hands of The Most High?
How are you preparing for your last day? Are you preparing?
I used to think that the world ended for someone when they stopped living. But as someone who has remained after a loved one passed, the world continues.
As a mother, I pray to lead by example for our daughter. My heart is teaching Zion’ah the ways of The Most High so that even when my life ends, she can continue living to serve our Creator.
There is so much sorrow in the world, so much so I try not to watch the news. Why? Because I believe The Most High is coming back for His children and bringing judgment on the wicked. I believe we are in times of trouble. Yes, we are. Yet, this is only “the tip of the iceberg.”
Recently, my husband reinforced I need to stay up to date with what is happening in the world. I once believed if I focus on the good, the terrible won’t weigh on me. But just because I keep the blinds closed doesn’t mean the weather outside doesn’t change. I should pay attention to the wind, so I know how to pray. . . you follow?
In other words, ignoring what is happening does not delay The Most High’s return.
Focusing on positive outcomes does not remove prophesy of a thousand that may fall at your side, ten thousand at your right hand.
I don’t know when prophecies will be entirely fulfilled, but I know more is to come from what The Most High has promised His children beyond this land of captivity we are in.
So-called black people, we are not American. I do not have to tell you that forced migration brought us here. Still, we are living in our curses because we have not turned from the ways taught by our oppressors and forefathers.
It is time we return to The Most High. It is time we unlearn this world and come near to our Creator. It is time we ask for forgiveness and be different, be better, be set apart.
It is time, while we have time. . .
Janelle Poetic Puff Graham 