#no loving god would make a woman this beautiful then chastise me for worshiping her

[raetreaderarts]

Sorry I haven't posted in a while, the evil mental condition has been affecting my motivation to draw. Anyways I drew Dr. Wasabi without her goggles and with her hair down before, but that drawing is old and looks like ass so here's a new one with more thought put into it. And also a bonus sketch of her being a woman lover (it's canon because I say so) (please just one chance I want you so baddddddd)

[arioloyal]

[[Sepandarmazgan ]]

(King baldwin iv x reader

Part 3)

Warnings: none

Reblogs are appreciated

:"The Saracen say that this disease is God's vengeance against the vanity of our kingdom.

as wretched as I am, this Arabs belive that the chastisement that awaits me in hell is far more severe and lasting." then he came closer and tilted his head a little.

:"...if that's true, I call it unfair." ended his sentence with a chuckle.

: "Instead of really worshiping and loving God and fighting with their personal feelings, these fanatics always fight with others and from generation to generation, sow the seeds of hatred and scare everyone. If a pessimistic person Wherever he looks, it is natural that he sees everywhere full of evil. Whenever there is an earthquake or a drought somewhere, they consider it a sign of God's wrath, even though God said: "My mercy is always greater than my wrath." However, they sit and They wait. They want to take their revenge. Their lives are full of hatred and enmity. Unkindness is a black cloud that always covers their faces,though it's not true about all of them. There are good and bad people everywhere. " said y/n .

Fanatics, whatever their religion and cult, choose only those sentences from their scriptures that are compatible with their anti-human nature. Don't let the details make you forget the generalities. " y/n then looked her king in the eyes with a motherly smile and said, " Don't worry about your appearance. God is always forgiving and I don't see you like others at all. A beautiful essence is always superior to a beautiful appearance."

King baldwin iv happily took y/n's right hand in both of his hands. It is as if she is an angel who came from God, took the form of a human and is here only to guide and comfort him.

:"Just don't look for heaven and hell in the future," Lady y/n continued in a beautiful tone :" Whenever we can love someone without expectations, calculations, and transactions, we are in heaven. Whenever we quarrel with someone and infect our soul with hatred and jealousy, that is the moment when we have made our own hell."

The leper king stated decisively while tilting his head: "So with that said, I am now in the highest level of heaven." Their laughter broke the silence of the room.

Many days passed and the king changed a little every day as if his body was here but his soul wasn't. Others, especially Princeess Sibylla, believed that this was just a passing excitement and eventually, no matter what, they would get tired of each other, but on the contrary, they became more intimate and close everyday. Their privacy was just for two people and there was no room for a third person. How much did they say to each other?

Finally, these forty days of solitude ended.

:"We have never seen such dishonor! Have you heard the news, my lord?"

The person who asked this question was called jerrard, who was one of the closest friends and supporters of lord Lusignan. he added: "A few nights ago, King Baldwin was seen in a tavern in the Jewish quarter. Raymond was with him!"

lord Guy said: "Of course I've heard, how could I not have heard? But I wasn't as surprised as you. It is not unlikely that someone who decided to make peace out of fear of Saladin's attack would surrender to the wishes of a strange woman."

jerrard shook his head and said: "You're right. It was obvious from the beginning that this would happen. We weren't aware. I wish we had known sooner."

:" Notify all the templars immediately. We must hold a secret meeting. That snake of Persia... We must get rid of her, or she will get rid of us....

:"it's Obeyed my lord."

(Guy de Lusignan pov:)

From the very beginning, the king was soft with non-Christians, until now he's in peace with Saladin. He's friends with all the infidels, or even with vagrants and travelers like y/n. This woman, whose origin is not known at all and where she came from, let her get into his chamber, causing him to deviate completely from the right path. This was enough for me to not trusting them anymore and take an important step to start a big change. Every day I warn my dear wife and my knights to be vigilant against this devil who has assumed the face of a woman. she may deceive them at any moment and turn them away from the God's path."

Lady y/n is the devil herself. It must have been her own doing to send Baldwin IV to the pub. God knows how she convinced that helpless leper to do this

It is good that the people have finally realized the truth. The number of people talking about lady y/n is increasing day by day. They have even made rumors about her forty days of solitude with Baldwin IV, which if she hears, I'm sure she'll pass out right there. From the beginning, I knew that this woman is an infidel beast. she's a fire worshiper. a witch who subjugated the king with spell and magic.

I was walking and thinking about these things. I arrived late for the meeting. All the knights must now wait in the secret hall.

When I entered the hall, I hadn't taken a single step before I felt that the situation was different from usual. All the knights and templars were sitting on two sides. All of them were pale and staring at the ground. Absolute silence ruled the space.

I suddenly realized what was happening. a person was leaning by the window at the end of the hall. A woman with long black hair who had her arms crossed in front of her chest and was standing in front of me with a sweet rude smile at a distance. It was none other than Lady y/n.

she raised her voice from the end of the hall and said, "Greetings to you, lord Guy de Lusignan! We've been waiting for you. You're late."

I hesitated for a moment. Should I answer her or not? In the end I didn't answer. Instead, I turned to the knights and questioned them.

:"What is this infidel woman doing here? Why did you let her interrup this meeting? Didn't I say that this meeting should be private?!"

No one answered me. Everyone was surprised and worried. Y/n broke the silence again. She looked into my eyes again and said: "Don't blame your soldiers, Lord Lusignan. This was my idea. I was walking in the palace this morning when I suddenly thought of coming here and see the person who hates me more than anyone in this land with my own eyes.i had to see if he can tell me the things he says behind me and the king's back face to face?"

(Pictures are not mine. Thanks for reading.)

[autumnleaves1991-blog]

OBERYN MARTELL. oberynnnnn. i feel like he'd be into reader [totally not me] starting to love her curvy body [def not me idk what you mean]. ok fine, i'm daydreaming about body worship with oberyn this fine morning and i needed to share. ily <3

This is not me being totally self-indulgent being a curvy woman and in love with Oberyn Martell, no not at all... I hope you like it. ILY too! 

18 + ONLY

You pulled on the dress, the fabric falling to the floor in gentle waves. The orange and yellows brightened your smile, and you loved how full and voluptuous your breasts looked. You turned in the long mirror and smiled for the first time in so long. You’d been nervous about ordering the dress, but with Oberyn and Ellaria’s encouragement, you’d took the plunge, and gods were you happy you did. 

“Seven hells,” Oberyn whispers, slowly walking up behind you. His hands come to graze over your skin, leaving a trail of fire in their wake. He cups your breasts from behind and his teeth nipple on the exposed skin on your shoulder. “A vision. You are stunning, my Sparrow.” 

“You think so?” you can’t help the hint of doubt in your voice. Being a lover to the Prince of Dorne, you were always in the public eye, and you couldn’t help comparing yourself to Ellaria; she was perfection. He turns you in his arms and gazes at you, both hands on your ass, squeezing it and loving how it jiggles in his hands. 

“You are the most gorgeous woman I have ever known,” you scoff, and he smiles at you, “I only speak the truth, my love. Ellaria knows that she is beautiful, but you, my love, are exquisite.” 

“And what do you love about me so much, My Prince?” He leaned forward and pressed you closer, sealing your lips with a kiss.

“I love your curves because they give me something to hold and worship with my mouth. Your breasts fit so perfectly in my hands, spilling over so I can suck them, and don’t even get me started on your ass. I love fucking into you and watching it shake, the sound you make slapping against me, it’s...intoxicating.” His tongue snakes into your mouth, and he leads you back towards the bed. 

“No, we are going to be late,” you laugh, trying to chastise him, “I thought you would want to show me off in my new dress.” 

He pushes you down onto the bed and moves to pull off your dress, “I do, but first I want to fuck you and remind you how much I love this body. We can be late; it is my party; after all, the host is always fashionably late.” 

[little-wicked10]

Purely Precious (part 2)

Pairing: Negan x Unnamed OFC

Warning: Swearing, smut

Summary: How could something so beautiful, so precious, have been created from a man who lusted for blood? How could fate be so cruel as to make her have his distinct dark hair and his dimples?

Part 1

Negan kept his promise to her. He got rid of all his wives and took it upon himself to train someone to do his job on supply runs and scavenging. That basically entitled training someone to yell and be intimidating. At first, she didn’t think he’d have it in him, but he was unpredictable, and he definitely surprised her with his commitment and willingness to change.  

Opening the door to his bedroom, she smiled at the sight before her. Negan lay on his back on the bed with their little girl laying on his chest, both peacefully asleep. She had left to go find a bottle for Georgia to help her sleep. When Georgia got too fussy, she had a hard time latching on to breast feed. It was easier to feed her from a bottle than fight her baby on breast feeding before her bed time. The sweet sight of Georgia calmly rising and falling with Negan’s large chest made her smile. When it came to Negan, Georgia would do just about anything when he rocked her and hummed. There was just something about his deep voice that soothed the infant, and she couldn’t blame her daughter for loving the sound of her daddy’s voice. She loved the sound of Negan’s gravelly yet somewhat smooth voice.

Setting the bottle aside, she crawled onto the bed and lay next to him. Instinctively, Negan carefully wrapped an arm around her without disturbing the sleeping infant curled up on his chest. “I thought you were asleep,” she whispered. He smiled, “She calms down when she’s layin’ on my chest. Apparently both my ladies love the sound of my heart beat.” She reached up and stroked Georgia’s little curls with a smile before Negan decided to stand up and carry Georgia over to her crib in a small room that branched off from their bedroom.

He laid his sleeping daughter in her bed and quietly shut the door to the little bedroom. “Let’s hope she stays asleep,” Negan whispered making her giggle. Negan climbed on the bed and hovered over her, letting her wrap her arms around his neck and bring him closer. He leaned down and pressed a kiss to her lips. The way her hips suddenly rolled up against his made him groan into the kiss and pull away, “You want to make another one?” She laughed as he raised his eyebrows. 

“You’re ridiculous.”

“I know, but I bet you are one hot pregnant lady, baby,” he smirked. 

“Pregnancy isn’t the dick magnet you think it is,” she teased.

“My dick gets hard thinkin’ about you all big and pregnant with my kid, titties bustin’ out about to explode, a nice ass that makes ya wanna just hit it all night long,” he groaned.

She laughed and playfully hit his chest, “You’re such a pervert!”

“I know, but you like me anyway,” he smirked once again, “Cuz if you didn’t, you wouldn’t let me do this.”

Negan suddenly pinned her hands to the mattress and ravaged her lips in a needy kiss, rolling his hips into hers. She whimpered into his lips and tried to pull her hands from his grip. Negan responded by chuckling, “I may have gotten you pregnant, darlin’, but I’m still your daddy.” His hazel eyes were dark with lust and it made her bite her lip. “Am I right?” he questioned raising and eyebrow.

“Yes, daddy.”

“Oooh I’ve missed the sound of that!” his grin was ear to ear. 

Negan’s smile pressed against her lips again, and his hands began to wonder. The growl in the back of his throat and his hands grabbing her hips tightly signaled his contentment. “Fuck, you really snapped back from that pregnancy, baby.” She laughed, “Gotta make sure I can still get some dick.” He playfully growled at her teasing and attacked her mouth. Her body had changed since having Georgia, but she had snapped back like a boomerang except with her curves a bit more prominent and bigger tits. Hey, he wasn’t complaining. Negan loved any and all women. They were beautiful creatures that did mind boggling things. Like push a watermelon out of a quarter size hole. But this woman right here...this was the most beautiful, even more so after giving him a kid. He planned to worship the body that has literally given him everything he wanted.

Negan’s hands traveled under her clothes and started to discard them. He managed to get her shirt off and toss it somewhere in the room before sucking on her chest. Between their bodies, he felt her small hands slide down his body and start to unbuckle his belt. “Slow your roll, cowgirl. I’m gonna take good care of ya,” Negan smiles devilishly. She giggled as he stripped his shirt off and continue to work on her clothes. Satisfied with her nakedness, Negan quickly got out of his own to feel his skin on hers. 

“Go slow,” she nearly whispered. Negan saw the pleading look in her eyes that longed to know this was real. It had been a while since they had been in an intimate position like this. Her postpartum body was banging but wasn’t ready for him to be...well banging her. “Of course, darlin’. Whatever you want, I will provide. Includin’ some beautiful ass kids,” he smiled. She giggled which made his heart happy. Negan’s calloused hands ran along her smooth skin, trying to memorize every curve and dip of her body. He felt her shiver with anticipation under his fingertips that signaled he was doing the right thing. “Ya know....I think a little Negan would be cute to have around,” his playful smirk made her laugh. 

“Georgia’s only three months old, and I’m just now able to have sex without pain. Can we wait a minute on more kids?”

Negan laughed, “I’m only teasin’, baby. But for when the time comes for more kids, we should get some practice in.”

“Oh for sure.”

Negan finally dove down to her lips, taking her breath away with a passionate kiss. She felt his dick pressing hard against her core causing her hips to grind up into his. Negan kisses her neck and down to her breasts, throwing her bra out of his sight and letting his hot mouth suck on her sensitive skin. She moaned and arched her chest into his mouth. He nibbled on the inside of her breasts making sure to leave large bruises that would appear later. The tip of his tongue suddenly made circles around one of her erect nipples. She gasped and grabbed his biceps as shivers rolled down her back. Negan’s eyes were dark as he switched over to the other nipple and did the same thing. 

A smirk was plastered over his lips as he pulled away and grazed his mouth down her stomach towards the apex of her thighs. She watched as Negan took her panties between his teeth and slowly slid them down her legs before ripping them from her ankles and throwing them somewhere in the room. “I should throw away all your god damn panties,” he growled. She smirked at him, “Don’t act like you don’t like me wearing a cute little thong for you.” 

“I like ripping it off you more,” he groaned laying on his stomach and bringing his mouth dangerously close to her center.

Her breathing picked up, “H-hate it when you do that. I barely have any underwear left.”

“But Daddy loves seein’ your soaked panties ripped to shit on the floor. Means I get to do this,” Negan presses his mouth against her, and she moaned and arched her hips. 

Negan held her thighs tight, keeping her legs open and her body secure against the bed. Negan ate her out like a man savoring his last meal. His tongue made lazy circles from her clit to her opening, barely letting the tip of his tongue into her depths. She whined and whimpered, gripping his hair trying to push him into her more. Negan loved when she was desperate for him. “Please baby,” she whined quietly. Negan growled and let his tongue plunge into her. She swiftly slapped a hand over her mouth to keep her loud moans at bay. The last thing she wanted was for Georgia to start crying forcing Negan to stop what he was doing. 

She suddenly felt that familiar pleasurable sensation of an approaching orgasm. Negan heard the high pitched moan muffled by her hand that signaled how close she was. Just as she arched her back, he pulled away and watched her crash away from the edge. Her chest heaved and she looked down at him with an annoyed look, “Are you kidding?” He smirked and chuckled as he climbed back up her body, “Not at all.” She was about to chastise him until she felt him begin to push into her. Her head fell back and she groaned at the feeling. “Eyes on me, darlin’,” Negan commanded. He stilled half way in her until her eyes finally met his. He loved the control he had over her, but he’d never care to admit how much control she had over him.

A gasp fell from her lips as Negan was fully inside her and throbbing. It had been a while since she had sex, and, even after having a baby, he still managed to fill her up. He didn’t want to hurt her, so he remained still for a few moments until he felt her hips rolling for him to move. Her nails clawed into his back as he started to roll his hips into hers at an agonizingly slow pace. “You’re a fucking tease!” she groaned making him smirk. “You know you cum harder when I tease you like this,” he licked his bottom lip. If he was being honest, he was having a hard time keeping this pace. All he wanted was to absolutely claim her, make her remember that she belonged to him again. The animalistic side of him encouraged these thoughts. Another side poked through though. One that made him feel desperate and scared to lose her again. It spurred him to take things slow to make sure he wasn’t dreaming. Savor the moment and let her feel how much he loved her. He didn’t know if this could be the last time they were like this.

Negan wasn’t always great with expressing emotions like love. Kept shit like that locked up because this world would chew him up and spit him out. So many emotions were hitting him at once. This moment was no longer about just fucking. It was about being whole again, but Negan fought with himself whether to tell her that. He didn’t want to be sappy, but things were changing and it was bringing to light a part of himself that he thought long died out. He had everything he wanted. That’s what scared him. She saw the conflict in his eyes and held his face between her hands. She knew he had something he wanted to say, but his mind wouldn’t permit him to admit it. Her eyes softened as she stroked his cheek and gasped at every slow thrust he gave.

“I love you, Negan,” she whispered to him. She suddenly cried out in ecstasy as he went as deep as possible and hit that right spot in her. “God I love you too,” he groaned and leaned down to the crook of her neck before letting loose. Her fingers laced into his hair and held him closer and moaned quietly in his ear. Negan savored the feeling of her small body against his. Memorized the the feel of her skin against his, how soft it felt. He cherished her whimpers and moans, committing it to his memory so he would never forget what her beautiful voice sounded like in pure ecstasy. 

In the midst of their passion, Georgia’s cries echoed out. Both parents stopped what they were doing and smiled, panting. “You want me to get it?” she asked pecking his lips. “I got it,” Negan climbed off of her and out of the sheets, searching for his boxers and slipping them back on. She watched Negan jog towards Georgia’s room, “I’m coming, angel.”

(Do you guys want a part 3?)

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[ajnerdess]

Worship (Loki Smut)

Just some good ol fashioned smut about our favourite trickster God Loki, Endgame has reignited my love for the first fictional character I truly, wholly fell in love in, enjoy this M-rated oneshot 

Loki’s long fingertips traced over your exposed stomach gently. You were covered in nothing but the thin bedsheets that barely covered you both.

Outside, the sun began to set, casting a warm, orange light into yours and Loki’s now shared chambers. Married two days and neither of you had left the bed except to eat and bathe together.

“We should really leave this room soon, the guards may start to worry” you whispered.

He kissed the soft flesh of your hipbone as his hand rested on your back, holding you close to him.

“Those are treasonous words my pet, punishable by death, I can’t even fathom why you would suggest such a thing” Loki said, his brow was furrowed but his lips were turned upwards in a small smile.

“So you suggest we stay in this bed forever?”

He smirked, casting his eyes downwards where the most sacred part of your body was still covered by the sheets.

“Not forever, perhaps. But at least until the All-father himself comes and drags me away from you.”

You giggled lightly, moving a hand up to cradle his face. He moved his head so his lips kissed your palm.

“That’s newlywed talk. Give it another thousand years and see if you feel the same way” you whispered back to him with a smirk of your own.

“How could I ever tire of such a goddess? A woman so beautiful she leaves starlight in her wake, who’s laugh is sweeter than the birds who sing to wake us in the morning. Who’s touch lingers on my skin as the burn of fire would, who’s mind works in tandem with my own sometimes I worry that conversation with any other would prove dull and fruitless. Your very soul is a shrine, one I plan to worship at for the rest of my existence.”

Your eyes brimmed with pride and joy at such a man as the one in-front of you. Truly he was the silvertongue of Asgard. You gazed up at him, trying desperately not to blush at his poetic words that unravelled you by the second.  

“Some might argue it is I who have done well, marrying the god of mischief, a prince of Asgard” you countered, running a hand torturously slow along his navel, causing him to take in a sharp breath.

“I am but a mere servant in your presence love” he retorted, running a hand through your hair.

“Hmm, and if I were this wonderful goddess you claim me to be, how would a lowly servant such as yourself worship me?”

Loki raised an eyebrow. “I have shown you these forms of worship for two days straight pet, have you forgotten so quickly, if so, I clearly need to step my game up.”

You sniggered as you leaned up to plant a kiss on his nose. “On the contrary, I remember passing out under the efforts of your worship but a few hours ago, but remind me of your worshipping ways, perhaps talk me through them.”

Loki’s mouth spread into a wide grin, clearly happy to accept such a challenge. “Well, first, I would worship that sweet mouth of yours, that entertains for hours with every word that spills from it.”

He bent his head to trap your mouth in a kiss, slipping his tongue against your own as he kissed you with a passion you had never experienced before, his hands made their way to your neck, stroking the soft flesh there as he deepened the kiss.

The first time Loki had kissed you, you had been shocked at how breathless you could be but how full your heart could feel at the same time. Despite being with one another for over a year now, his kisses still had you feeling just as breathless. He nipped at your lower lip softly, causing you to moan before he leaned back to look at you.

“After that, I would move on to your neck, that beautiful neck that holds your head up high even in the face of adversity and struggle” he told you, before leaning down to run his tongue along your neck and collarbone gently.

You sighed in happiness as his kisses found your sensitive flesh, running his lips along it teasingly slowly.

“Then these wonderful, full breasts would receive my undivided attention, as they have done every day since I met you, especially when you wear such wonderful clothes that enhance them so” he whispered as he stared up at him from the valley between your breasts.

You flicked his arm playfully and he giggled. “What? I am merely being honest in the presence of my lady, you would permit me to do such a thing, would you not?”

You paused, pretending to mull it over in your head before nodding once. “Go on, don’t keep your deity waiting now.”

Your head fell back against the pillow and you moaned as Loki’s mouth found one of your breasts, kissing it softly. His tongue danced across your hardened nipple and you arched your back as he dove in to give your other breast the same attentions.

Loki smiled against your skin as he moved lower to kiss your navel.

“Finally, I will come to worship that sacred place between your legs, one that my goddess has deemed only me worthy to enter, to taste, to love. It’s as sacred to me as it is to womenkind, it’s my port in the storm, my safe haven, do you know why my love?”

You could barely concentrate as Loki’s fingers trailed your hipbone and down to your inner thighs. Your breath slowed and deepened as you anticipated his next move.

“I’d imagine it’s the same reason most men love that place between a woman’s legs” you breathed out as he kissed your navel once more while looking up at you.

“Perhaps, but my reason lies far deeper than that. My one true desire in life is to be as close to you as possible and this place, this church, between your legs is truly the home of my worship, it’s the one place I can join with you, become one with you. It’s the place I can get as close to you as possible, and for that, I will show my devotion to it from this day, until my last day” he told you before moving further down the bed and removing the bedsheets from you completely so he could kiss your inner thighs.

Once again he nipped at your skin, causing you to moan, he had spent the last two days littering your thighs with bite marks, an act you would chastise him for, when you got around to it, if you got around to it. He hooked one of your legs over his shoulder before leaning in to place a kiss on your most sensitive spot. You bit your lip as you stared down at him and his ministrations on you.

He smirked up at you before returning to his work, his tongue circling your sensitive bud as his hands held your hips in place. You ground your hips against his mouth, causing him to growl in approval as he gripped you harder, forcing you to endure his sweet torture.

Your hands found his hair as he continued his efforts, lapping and sucking at your core, you called out his name. If he was so intent on making this a holy process, you calling out each other’s names in pleasure were simply the rites to chant during such an ethereal deed. Loki lapped up every drop of your essence as if he were starved of water itself and you felt that familiar feeling build up inside of you, like a coil ready to spring. Loki sensed your closeness and he sped up his movements, moaning into your core as he drove you over the edge. You came on his tongue and tried desperately not to crush him between your legs as your whole body tightened at such a high.

Loki was more than capable of taking care of himself though, he held you under his grip with ease and even slid his tongue over you further, causing you to shake in response, feeling overly sensitive from his actions.

He chuckled as he returned to face you, your essence still smeared over his lips, his eyes hooded in lust.

You reached up to kiss him, tasting yourself on him as you did so. He was so perfect, how was he so perfect?

“So, my most loyal disciple, will you join with me? I need you” you whispered into his ear before biting it gently.

You felt him hard against you and moved your leg so that he was directly between them, feeling his length up against your core.

“Who am I to refuse a goddess?”

He ran his length up against your core a few times, smearing it with your essence before entering you slowly.

You both breathed a sigh of relief at joining together and Loki used one hand to hold himself up, the other came to rest on your cheek lovingly.

“Ah, there, I am whole once more. I’m only ever truly complete when I am inside of you my darling one” he whispered before leaning down to kiss you once more.

You wrapped your legs around him as he buried himself inside of you. You kissed him again, drawing him against you as he moved in tandem with your own hips. Loki’s hands came to hold yours above your head as he nipped at your neck, his tongue running lazily down the overly sensitive flesh.

You took back some power from him as he drove you closer to the edge once more, using your fingernails to scrape along his back teasingly causing him to growl against your neck, biting at the flesh causing you to moan against his chest as you leant forward, meeting his thrusts.

His hands went to your hair as he kissed you again, and you moaned again at the feeling of him filling you. Your body practically moulded to his own, it was as if every part of you screamed out for him at every given moment.

Loki sped up his movements and you seized the opportunity to push him so that you could ride him. He smirked as you took power of him, keeping him down by scraping your nails against his chest slowly while rolling your hips against him. He reached up to touch your breasts, kneading them with his large hands slowly.

“My goddess has claws” he whispered, moving a hand down to circle your sensitive bud once more, coaxing moans from you.

“That’s it my pet, moan for me, show me how much you love my touch.”

You obeyed, of course. Loki would never completely relinquish power, not even in the bedroom, not even with you.

You felt that familiar warmth rise within you and you gripped his shoulders as you rolled your hips faster. Loki sat up, staying inside of you as he held you close in his arms.

“Cum for me my darling, let me feel you unravel around me” he whispered into your ear, driving himself deeper into your core, your very soul with each passing moment.

You clutched at him, reaching for something you couldn’t grasp as your peak hit. You cried out, silencing your sounds by nestling your face against his neck. He growled once more before spilling himself inside of you just a beat after you, the feeling of you clenching around him sending him over the edge too.

You leaned back to stare into his eyes, hooded in lust as you both tried to catch your breath. Smiling down at him, you rest your head against his own, laughing softly as you both tried and failed to talk to one another for a moment, still trying to collect yourselves after such a high.

“So, was my form of worship suitable? Is my loyalty to you now without question? Have I proved to you that I am your most faithful servant?”

You frowned. “Your loyalty was never in question, and you are not my servant, you are my equal. You are mine, as I am yours.”

Loki nodded. “That sounds like a fair trade my love.”

You drew back, pushing his black hair behind his ear before flicking his nose playfully causing him to scoff.

“I love you Loki Odinson.”

Loki stared at you as if suddenly everything in his life made sense, as if you were the only one other than him in existence.

“I love you, more than I ever thought I could love another” he whispered to you before sealing the sentiment with another kiss.

He was more than enough for you. He was everything you would ever need in life, and he was yours.

[sneakyasaspider]

reylo prompt rating of ur choosing: Ben is a Knight Templar and Rey the love of his life who he is trying to woo. and failing badly.

Here you are my love, @luminoustunes! Written in the style of a very stuffy old romance novel, have some Knight!Ben Solo.

Few things could compare to the fairness of Rey. Her smile could bewitch even the most devout of God’s clergyman and her laughter could bring a King to his knees. The sprawling English countryside daily wept at the sight of such perfection. Even the sun couldn’t resist her charms and sprinkled its kisses along her nose, painting her with constellations of subtle brown stars. It was a cruel mistake that such a majesty beauty wasn’t seated on a throne with crown resting above her brow. She was far more winsome than most of the blue bloods Sir Benjamin Solo had encountered in his travels.

The most vexing thing about this wild flower was that he knew full well he wasn’t ever meant to have her. He loathed the knowledge that some worthless merchant would pluck her from the Earth and fail to cherish her the way that he could. A specimen this exquisite was meant to be cultivated and preserved, treated with the utmost respect and care so that she might be able to flourish and grow.

Knights lived as Monks. Sworn to a code of purity that left no room for courting women, no matter how tempting the notion might be. Soldiers sanctioned with a mission so divine couldn’t risk the many temptations and distractions that accompanied carnal knowledge..But it wasn’t touch that he longed for. He wished to shower Rey in all the riches of the Holy Land, for her, he was near persuaded to damn himself before the eyes of the Lord.

He would fall just as Adam if it meant getting to properly bestow upon this maiden all the admiration she deserved.If that meant being cast into the pits of Hell, he would bear it. Religious as he was, he wondered if perhaps he could worship at her feet instead.

These thoughts occupied his mind as he cleaned himself in the nearby stream. He was staying temporarily with the Huxley family while passing through London. A fellow Knight, Sir Armitage Huxley, had informed him that they would welcome him with open arms during his stay. His comrade had failed to inform him that his parent’s ward was so succulent. There was a fair amount of chastising lined up for Taj the moment they were reunited. Bloody bastard.

The cool water of the stream did little to cool his flame riddled nerves. He felt like a beast every time he gazed upon her. She rebuffed him glances with a fair amount of disinterest and left him brimming with sullen dejection. He would turn his back on God to touch her face just once, and she, the fire in his chest, wouldn’t give him the time of day. Irony was cruel.

Ben emerged from the water, his fingers combing back dark tresses. He was nude in the lazy light of morning, freshly washed of body and preparing to say a word of prayer to cleanse himself of mind and spirit.

“Sir Benjamin?” Rey’s voice called through the pasture. It carried like an angel’s song through the grassy hills.

Panic quaked throughout him. He wasn’t decent and couldn’t ever begin to forgive himself if he imposed on her with such a sight. Still dripping with water, he hastened to pull on some form of clothing. He didn’t have enough time to fret with his chainmail or tunic. Knights weren’t meant to be seen without their entire uniform, but he could allow a single instance of regulatory rebellion. He barely managed to pull on his trousers before he heard her footsteps nearing.

“Sir Benjamin, Lord Huxley has requested your–” Her voice stopped abruptly. A startled squeak and deep red rushing over her features. Her hands flew up to her face and she turned her head to the side. “My deepest apologies, my Lord! Had I known your state of undress I would not have been so pretentious as to intrude!”

Ben was just as mortified as the woman before him. He did thank heaven that she hadn’t arrived only a moment sooner. Despite his thoughts of sinning, it would seem that God still favored him on some level. “You mustn’t apologize. I must beseech you most fervently to forgive my indecency. I do not wish to ever be an imposition on you, Lady Huxley.”

He swore he saw her peeking between her fingers as he bent over to retrieve his blouse. The water continued to dip down his frame. While he offered up his sincerest apologies, Sir Benjamin didn’t feel as though he was an unappealing male specimen. He was in impeccable shape, after all. Once he had pulled the flimsy white fabric over his head, he looked over her. Between slender digits, he made contact with breathtaking hazel irises. “I am decent, my Lady.”

She gasped softly. It was barely audible above the breeze and he hadn’t a clue what brought it about. Her hands fell to her sides and she gave him a coy smile. “My Lord is too kind to forward me such kindness.  It was I who have impeded upon your privacy.”

“The company of a lovely woman is welcomed at all times.” He pulled on his tunic now. “I don’t ever wish to hear you feeling apologetic for blessing me so entirely with your radiant presence.”

“You flatter me shamelessly, Sir. A Knight such as yourself can’t truly find a humble woman such as myself so becoming.”

“Rey Huxley, you are assuredly the most becoming woman I have ever had the pleasure of meeting.” He looked to her directly, not holding back the grown fondness he felt for her. “You create a suffering in me. I long to become better acquainted with your smile, to know the softness of your unbraided hair, to learn of what delights you. This agony is crushing and all consuming.” Ben took a step closer. “Tell me. I implore you to inform me if you too understand the depths of this pain.”

Rey appeared flabbergasted. “Is it so tremendously horrific to desire me, sir?” Anger bubbled in her. He hadn’t meant to offend her, but it would seem she didn’t take well to his words. “Is it because I am of lowly blood? You are thus tortured to wish affection on an urchin? I cannot find it in myself to be apologetic for my position of birth.”

“Your blood is of no value, Miss Huxley.” He stated evenly, trying his best to find the words to correct his misstep. The sun was not yet at midday’s height and he’d already made an utter fool of himself. His right eye twitched. “But to me, you are invaluable.”

“I believe I… I believe we have allowed this moment to overextend.” With a hurt expression, she gave a curtsy. “Lord Huxley has requested your presence.”

She left. Gone before he could make any attempts to repair his misguided declarations.

[megsblackfirewrites]

The Devout and The Heretic: Chapter 1

Chapter 1

The walls of the House of God were shaking with the power of their voices. The hymns had never been sung so powerfully or so full of devotion, of that Jack was certain. His wife’s beautiful voice quivered in the air beside his, harmonizing perfectly as they led the hymn. It wasn’t even intentional; everyone simply knew that Jack and Blaire Morrison were the ones that led the rest of them in song.

The final note hung in the air before the congregation sat down as one. Jack’s heart never felt lighter than after he had finished singing. His big chest rose and fell as he held his wife’s hand in his lap, smiling up at the Father as he took his regular place at the stand.

“Ah, there is nothing more beautiful than a congregation singing in perfect harmony,” Father Matthew sighed happily. “Well done. Now, as is our tradition, I would like to turn the floor over to you, my lambs, and inform everyone of the wonderful moments in your life this week.”

“We’re expecting our third child,” a woman said as she got to her feet. “I’m four months along and the baby is healthy. The doctors expect that I will have the same complications-free pregnancy as the other two.”

The congregation cheered as the woman sat down. Another man rose to his feet and smiled.

“My construction business has gotten its first out of town contract and I expect to bring a good amount of income back to our wonderful city,” he said.

Everyone cheered as the man sat down. Jack lifted Blaire’s hand to his mouth and kissed her knuckles before he got to his feet.

“The mother cat I have been looking after has had her litter and I woke up this morning to find her placing the last of her three kittens on my face,” he said.

Everyone laughed as he sat back down. Jack’s happiness always came from the animals he cared for; he was devoted to his wife and his job, but they did not cause the same elation that caring for a shy cat or a skinny dog brought him.

The sharing continued for another ten minutes before the Father took over. “To hear such good news warms the depths of my soul,” he said. “God shines his love heavily upon us. I will close out today’s congregation with a reading from Genesis.”

Jack tuned out the Father as he looked at the cross above his head. He knew his elation would leave as soon as he was given his weekly charity assignment. It wasn’t that he didn’t love giving back to the community, it was just that he felt it was less charity if it was not given freely from the heart without prompting. This just felt like they were being forced to give back because it was expected of them rather than because they wanted to.

The congregation rose to their feet and Jack followed, filing up to the front to speak with the Father. He was handed his folded up slip of paper and the Father rested his hand on Jack’s head, calling for God to look favourably on his devout son. Jack thanked him before stepping to the side to wait for Blaire.

“I’m working the soup kitchen again,” Blaire huffed as they made their way to the car. “That’s the third time this month.”

“They need a lot of hands there,” Jack smiled at her. “More than half of the papers are for the soup kitchen.”

“And what is your assignment?” she asked.

Jack unfolded the paper and slipped into the car. “Tourist Information Bureau,” he said. “Interesting.”

That wasn’t one he even knew was an option. The Tourist center was outside of their little community, closer to the edge of the city where the drifters came and went. It was much less devout there and he had heard rumors that devil worship was widely accepted. He tried not to shudder at the thought. How could anyone worship such a vile, corrupting individual that wanted nothing more than to control the souls of humans to fight God’s divine right to rule?

“Ugh,” Blaire wrinkled her nose as they left the church parking lot. “I’ll send you with holy water so you can douse anyone that wears the badge of a heretic.”

“Blaire,” he laughed. “Our goal is to help those that have strayed down the wrong path, not chastise them. That is for God to decide their fate.”

“Well, I hope they all burn in Hell; I don’t want to share heaven with them,” she shuddered.

“Blaire,” he scolded. “My darling that is not the way.”

“No,” she agreed sullenly. “But it would be nice not have to share Paradise with them.”

Jack hummed softly in agreement. He didn’t like the idea of those that did not earn a place in Paradise walking through those eternal fields of splendor. It was almost a slap to the face for a devout like him. He worked hard to earn his place and someone that did not care was allowed into the Heavens? No, it wasn’t fair.

He pulled into the driveway and turned the car off. The birds were singing in the tree and he smiled as he headed into the backyard. He pushed the door to the rabbit hutch open and smiled as Hana-bunny came hurrying over. The others hopped along behind her, their floppy ears dragging through the hay as they came to investigate.

“Hello, my babies,” he cooed as he started filling water and food dishes. “Come and eat. Did you have a good morning? Daddy did.”

Hana-bunny followed him around the hutch as he tidied up and spread new straw for his five little darlings. Zarya decided that the aglet on his shoes were better than her bunny pellets and he had to shoo her away before she made herself sick. Lucio stood up on his hind legs, sniffing at Jack’s pants before he bounced off excitedly. Mei flopped over happily beside Zarya, her little pink nose twitching as Zarya turned to groom her best friend’s face. Only Satya seemed interested in the food, turning her head to watch him as she munched the pellet.

“Everyone happy?” Jack asked as he checked the litter and cleaned it out. “If it’s nice after lunch, I’ll let you run around the backyard, okay?”

He knew his bunnies couldn’t understand him, but the excited hop that Hana-bunny gave made him smile. He left the hutch and locked the door tightly behind him. He went to the other shed and let the goats out, smiling as Junkrat immediately bounced off, not minding his two new legs at all. He was taking to the prosthetics better than he could have hoped and he was beyond happy to see the kid running around the backyard. Roadhog followed at a much slower pace, little black ears swivelling as Junkrat raced around.

“Well, good to see you’re in a good mood,” Jack teased.

Junkrat immediately hurried over and headbutted Jack’s knee gently, his little sandy brown tail wagging. Jack knelt down to scratch the kid’s ears, smiling as Junkrat bleated happily. He heard the backdoor to the house open and Soldier came trotting over, immediately trying to herd Roadhog away from the vegetable patch. Junkrat bleated his displeasure as the old white German Shepherd tried to get him away from Jack. Jack chuckled at their antics before he got to his feet.

“Keep them out of trouble, Soldier,” he said.

Soldier cocked his head to the side before going to move Roadhog away from the garden again. Jack headed inside to get changed into a much looser set of clothing than his Sunday clothes. Blaire was already making lunch, bustling around the kitchen and humming happily. He smiled at the sight as he came downstairs.

“And how’s the most beautiful woman in Hope’s Rest?” he teased as he walked over to kiss her.

“I’m doing fine, my equally beautiful husband,” she said as she turned to kiss him in return. “You going to call the tourist stand?”

“After lunch,” he said. “I want to enjoy my time with my wife. God has graced me with her presence and I intend to make my love known.”

Blaire laughed at him as she set their sandwiches out on the table. “Oh, you charmer,” she teased. “Get eating, Jack, before the bacon gets cold.”

Jack smiled as he started eating his sandwich, but he didn’t miss Blaire’s smile fade as she watched him. His stomach sank; what had he done to earn that face? Was she really that annoyed that Mondatta had brought her kittens to him? Or was it that he went out to tend the rabbits before going to get changed? His babies needed to be taken care of before he ate. It would be unthinkable of him to do otherwise.

They ate in silence and when Jack had polished off his plate, he got up to call the tourist station. After briefly explaining that he was with the Church Of Dawn’s Saints, the lady on the other end of the line let out a relieved laugh.

“Oh, good. Could you come down here right now? We’re swamped,” she said.

“Oh, right; there’s that festival down at the waterfront this week,” Jack said. “I’ll be there shortly, ma’am.”

“Thank you; what is it you boys like to say? Saints bless your kind heart?” she laughed.

“Something like that,” he laughed.

He said his goodbyes before returning to the kitchen. He kissed Blaire’s cheek before he went to get his jacket. He flipped the collar up as Blaire walked over, a large frown on her face.

“You’re heading out?” she asked.

“They need help right now on account of the festival,” he replied. “I’ll be back later. Love you.”

He gave her one more kiss before he headed out to the car. The drive over to the tourist information building was uneventful; there wasn’t even a crazy driver on the road to honk at. Jack appreciated it as he parked and headed for the front of the building. He really did not enjoy getting angry at others; it was such a waste of his energy.

“Jack!” Hana shouted as she came running over. “Yes! The cool teacher to help alleviate our boredom!”

Jack chuckled as he gave his favourite student a hug. “I highly doubt that, Hana,” he said. “I’m here to volunteer.”

“I know that,” she rolled her eyes. “That church of yours is actually good for something other than throwing nasty looks at everyone not in that cult.”

“It’s not a cult,” Jack sighed as he shooed her along ahead of him. “It’s just a different Protestant religion. We have our purpose in the world and we do what we can with it.”

Hana rolled her eyes as he signed the volunteer check-in book and took his place behind the counter. He had a few minutes to breathe and reassure Hana that no, there wasn’t homework due tomorrow in his class, before people started swarming the information center. He did his best to be as helpful as he could, handing out pamphlets to people and pointing them in the right directions for particular landmarks around the city.

He’d barely been there an hour before someone walked in that made Hana’s jaw drop open. Jack finished helping a nice elderly couple that were hoping to do some bird-watching at the national park a few miles out of town and turned to see what the gawking was over. His jaw almost fell open in shock to at the sight of the biker shaking his hair out. Jack momentarily appreciated that the man’s leather jacket wasn’t covered in spikes, before he noticed that the man had both ears pierced with a giant chunk of black rock sitting in the lobe, a bar through his eyebrow, a lip ring, his nails painted black, and his long hair pulled back into a loose ponytail.

“Is there a problem, sir?” Jack called as he waved the man forward.

The man’s grin would have made any teenage girl’s heart melt. Jack could only label the man as “trouble” with all the tooth the man was showing. The man removed his sunglasses and fit them onto the collar of his shirt. Crow’s feet crinkled at the corners of the man’s eyes, pegging him as far older than his powerful body would claim. The warm, brown pools drew Jack in before he was ready to resist, making him drown in their depths as butterflies decided that his stomach was the best place to start flying around.

“Well, that depends, cutie,” the man said in a voice that was both confident and soft; again, teenage girls would be falling at his feet by now. “You got a name?”

Jack let out a sigh and pinched the bridge of his nose. “Sir, that is not what I meant,” he said. “Do you often walk into establishments with the express purpose of annoying the staff and wasting their time?”

“Ow,” the man pressed his hand against his chest. Big hands and rather calloused by the looks of it. Man did a lot of physical work; interesting. “Now you’ve cut me real deep, sir. I was just asking for the name of the man that was helping me.”

“Jack,” Jack sighed. “Now, how can I be of service?”

“Heard there was a dragon boat festival in town,” the man said. “Thought I’d check it out.”

“That particular event isn’t until Tuesday,” Jack said as he handed the man a pamphlet. “But it is a sight to behold. Most of the boats are manned by international competitors.”

“Nice,” the man said as he looked the pamphlet over. “Uh, what’s going on tomorrow?”

“Well, the morning would be sailing lessons,” Jack said, “and then there’s supposed to be a beer garden in the evening after a large barbeque to kick the week long celebrations off. It is always a treat.”

“What would you suggest?” the man asked with a raised eyebrow.

“Well, I’m particular for the history walks and tours,” Jack smiled. “But that’s a personal bias since I’m a history teacher. Most visitors rave about the amusement park set up on the south end of the pier, but it’s geared towards a much younger age group so I wouldn’t recommend it for a man your age.”

“My age?” the man grinned.

“Early forties,” Jack shrugged. “Don’t think you’d get a thrill out of the teacups. You’d probably get stuck in them; I would.”

The man pursed his lips before dropping himself forward onto the countertop and propping his chin in his palm. “You didn’t answer me; what would you suggest?”

Jack looked at the man for a moment before he snorted. “There’s a custom cars and motorcycle show on Wednesday. Lot of mechanics love it.”

“You going?” the man grinned.

“No,” Jack replied.

“So you wouldn’t recommend it,” the man chuckled. “I really want to know what you would go for. I think I’d enjoy it more if you were into it.”

“I don’t see how,” Jack frowned at the man. “We do not move in the same spheres.”

“You sure?” the man grinned.

Jack lifted an eyebrow. “Unless you intend to tell me that you attend church dutifully on Sunday, complete mandatory weekly volunteer hours, and keep a hutch full of rabbits, yes, I’m certain,” he said.

The man stared at him. “You have rabbits?” he whispered.

“They’re adorable,” Hana cackled as she handed a pamphlet off to a young woman that was almost drooling on herself at the sight of the man in front of Jack. “Satya’s still really shy, but Hana-bunny loves everyone.”

The man let out a long sigh before he looked at Jack. “Don’t suppose I could pay to see those bunnies?” he asked. “I love animals.”

“He’s free on Tuesdays!” Hana grinned. “No history classes at summer school.”

Jack gave her a cold look before he let out a long sigh. “I do not require to be paid, but if you want to bring some rabbit food, I would appreciate it,” he said.

“So, Tuesday,” the man mused. “Say, around noon?”

“Very well,” Jack sighed and gave the man his address. “Please don’t wear anything that dangles; the goats like to nibble.”

The man’s mouth opened in shock. “You have goats?!”

“Two,” Jack replied, trying not to grin. “Like I said, no dangling pieces on your clothing unless they’re secure. I do not need my kid eating something dangerous to his health.”

“It’s a date,” the man grinned as he pulled his sunglasses off of his shirt. “Name’s Gabriel, by the way. But you can call me ‘Gabe’.”

“Very well, Gabriel,” Jack shook his head. “See you Tuesday.”

Gabriel winked at him before he put his sunglasses on and left the building. Hana playfully waved her hand at her face and let out a long sigh. Yup, Gabriel was definitely a teenage girl magnet. Jack opted to ignore Hana’s attempts to tease him and returned to his job. He still had a few hours left to work before the building closed up for the day.

[smut-camren]

You're burning me up inside

original: http://archiveofourown.org/works/6778084/chapters/15489298

A surprisingly mild winter’s evening painted the perfect backdrop for the Jauregui Foundation Christmas Ball, the lack of finger-freezing frost in the air causing a sigh of relief for all involved. An exclusive and elite event, no expense had been spared: the imposingly breath-taking town hall had been hired out, a doorman with a voice smoother than velvet had been employed, and a glass of complimentary champagne –1996 Boerl & Kroff Brut Magnum, only the best for the fortunate attendees – on arrival.

The delicate clinking of glasses and a subdued bubble of laughter crept under the main doors and gently tapped the ears of the two elegant figures, immobile at the top of the stairs. One, a 23-year-old woman, the other, her 18-year-old brother, both dressed to impress in their tailored suits and custom made leather shoes.

“I just don’t see why we have to attend,” The boy grumbled, eyes crinkling with frustration as he glared at the source of the merriment, hidden from his scathing gaze by the oak doors and the waiting doorman.

“It’s only once a year, and we are already late because of you and your grooming,” His companion chided him, but there was no real severity behind her words – she, too, disliked the pressure of this annual ball. Her brother grinned at her words, quickly adopting a mock-arrogant pose.

“But I have got to look good for the laaaddiiiiiessss, at least one of the Jauregui siblings has game – hey!” His cheeky remark was cut off as his sister quickly and ruthlessly flattened the hair that was the cause of their tardiness. She chuckled, but the morose expression adorning his face quickly sobered her up and she waved his hands away, stepping into his space and efficiently restoring his hair to its former glory.

“It’s for Mum, and Dad,” She reminded him, gently smoothing his lapels, “And you know how important this ball is for them. So let’s go in there and make them proud,” She clasped his forearm, turned and strode towards the doorman, his face betraying only mild irritation at the siblings’ reluctance to enter as soon as they had arrived. She nodded, her brother by her side. The doorman smiled and opened the door, allowing his deep voice to resound around the room.

“Lauren and Chris Jauregui!”

“And by the way, we both know that I have infinitely more game than you, little brother,” Lauren winked and descended down the stairs elegantly, leaving her brother behind with his mouth gaping open.

“Oh, thank God,” Lauren exhaled as she allowed the dark amber liquid to slip down her throat and ease her tension. Her jacket now unbuttoned, she had escaped to the bar after her parents had introduced and re-introduced her to all of the ‘important’ people in the room – which, due to the exclusivity of the event, was an awful lot of people.

A familiar hand appeared next to her, signalling the bartender, and she raised an eyebrow.

“Following in my footsteps, little one?” She teased, knowing how much he hated the nickname.

“Just trying to avoid Alie,” He mock-whispered, ducking his head as said woman appeared in his peripheral vision. Lauren just smirked and took another long sip of her Macallan 1926, the indulgent liquid sending pleasant warmth through her veins. She was more than used to the line of girls and women falling at Chris’s feet; his rusty hair and cheeky-but-charming demeanour had successfully hooked him many a partner, something that he delighted in. However, as Lauren knew all too well, some women simply just didn’t get it, ‘it’ being the knowledge that one night wouldn’t turn into two.

Alie was one such woman, and although Lauren empathised with her brother, she found it amusing nevertheless.

“Who is that?” Chris’s stunned voice broke her reverie, and as Lauren followed the path of his gaze, she completely understood why – she was stunned, too.

Smiling and laughing with her parents was what Lauren could only describe as a goddess. She was wearing an open back dress that accentuated her toned but curvy body, and it clung to her ass in a most sinful way. Oh my God, that ass… Lauren groaned quietly and closed her eyes, trying to cleanse her mind of the ridiculously inappropriate but oh-so-delicious thoughts running riot in her head. Opening them slowly, she had to bite her tongue to silence herself when she saw that the vision had turned. Her stomach was flat, and her dress hinted at wonderful breasts that Lauren just needed to bury her…

Stop it!She chastised herself, reluctantly dragging her eyes away from those beckoning beauties, up over collarbones that were just begging to be bitten, a mouth that was the most kissable mouth she had ever seen, and then she came to her eyes.

The earth met the sky and the world burned around them.

“I’m gonna go get with her,” Chris proclaimed cockily, and Lauren was too caught up in pulling her eyes away from the bewitching blue to try to stop him. She watched curiously as Chris confidently approached the stunning woman, and a knife twisted jealousy in her gut as she watched the woman laugh at something Chris had said.

“Stupid brother, stupid charm,” Lauren muttered, wrenching her eyes off the couple and downing the rest of her drink. She tapped her tumbler; the barman knew better than to keep her waiting. She took another long draught, trying to drown the irrational jealousy that was bubbling in her stomach. She knew she had no right to be so possessive over someone she didn’t even know, but something in her had been awakened by the other woman and she found herself clenching her fist at the thought of her brother being the one to worship her. Not that people are possessions, Lauren. Don’t be such an idiot. She smiled wryly at her inner berating, taking another smaller sip of the expensive liquid.

Suddenly, the familiar hand reappeared, and Lauren watched incredulously as her brother proceeded to do 3 shots of Patrón, not even wincing in the process. He cut his eyes at her and flipped his middle finger up at her vehemently before disappearing into the throng of people. What the hell? Lauren rose off her stool, intent on finding her brother and getting an explanation for his horrendous behaviour.

“He doesn’t take rejection well, then,” A throaty voice stopped Lauren in her tracks. The woman was even more striking up close, and Lauren unashamedly raked her eyes over every inch of the goddess in front of her, starting at her feet and rising up until her heated gaze once again caught the eyes of the other woman. They were mischievous, with a hint of pride in them as she watched the other woman devour her with her eyes.

“I would say so, as you are the first to reject him,” Lauren replied, smirking as the other woman bit her lip at the sound of Lauren’s voice. “May I enquire as to your reason for spurning him?” She asked, mostly teasing but with genuine curiosity underlying her words. The woman suddenly stepped forwards, effectively trapping Lauren between the mahogany bar and her own lovely body. The suited woman gulped once, but regained her control quickly before anything could give away how incredibly turned on she was.

“Well,” The brunette whispered into Lauren’s ear, causing her pants to tighten uncomfortably, “I simply said that it wouldn’t be fair… to make him second best, when I have been focused on nothing but you, and how amazing it would be to undress you, kiss you, touch you, since the moment you walked down those stairs. Oh, and I may have told him off for interrupting our eye-fucking,”

Lauren’s breath hitched, not only because of the provocative words and the enticing fantasies they had produced, but also because the woman, on finishing her sentence, had taken Lauren’s earlobe into her mouth, sucked it once and then bitten it.

“Not fair at all…” Lauren murmured, trying to focus on calming herself down and removing any potential issues. In her flustered state she in fact brushed the object of her discomfort against the brunette woman’s leg, and she bit her lip anxiously, waiting for the look of disgust, and the inevitable rejection.

The woman’s eyes, already dark, blackened.

She surged forwards, and upon feeling just how well-endowed Lauren was, moaned into her ear, unable to control herself at the thought of how good it would feel when clothing was no longer an issue. Lauren shuddered once, feeling her nerves dissipating into thin air, and let a smirk appear on her face as she allowed her natural instinct to take over. She grasped the brunette’s hips, spinning them round and pressing her against the bar as subtly as she could. Her leg slid in-between her partner’s, and she sucked air in through her teeth as she felt the heat radiating from the brunette’s centre. She pressed forwards slightly, revelling in the way the other woman leaned her head back, exposing her pale neck and submitting. Lauren leaned forwards and ran her teeth from the woman’s ear down her neck, licking the hollow of her throat before dragging her tongue up the sweetly scented skin and pausing on her mouth, letting the ragged breaths ghost over her own. At the lack of any more stimulation, the brunette opened her eyes, the sapphire almost completely obscured by obsidian.

“Waiting for an invitation?” She snarked gently, the rapid rise and fall of her chest giving away how affected she was. Lauren let a genuine smile curve her mouth gently before stepping backwards slightly, giving the woman some space.

“Lauren Jauregui,” she stated, and recognition cleared the woman’s cloudy features. She cleared her throat of lust before offering her own smile.

“Camila,” she held her hand out, “Camila Cabello,”

Lauren took her hand and brought it up to her lips, dusting a kiss on the palm before stepping right back into the other woman’s space.

“And that, Camila,” Lauren growled, the object of her desire’s eyes rolling back into her head at her next words, “Will be the last coherent thing you say tonight, apart from my name.”

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“Fu… Lauren, please!” Camila gasped, hips writhing around, trying to find friction against the teasing tongue. Lauren simply blew gently on the swollen clit in front of her, smirking at the pained moan of pleasure that it produced from the frustrated body above her.

Lauren hadn’t even waited to get Camila inside her apartment before starting to undress her, pressing her up against the wall next to the door and undoing the dress from top to bottom before Camila could even realise.

“Wait, Laur…” Camila’s attempt at a protest was cut off by the press of Lauren’s lips against her own, admittedly much more gentle than she had imagined. Her plump lower lip even trembled slightly, and Camila felt a rush of affection flood through her, followed by a flood of something else as Lauren started to command the kiss. She licked along Camila’s lower lip, immediately slipping her tongue in when the brunette moaned slightly in response, and had been pleasantly surprised when her partner held her own with the kiss, sliding her tongue against Lauren’s and curling it against the roof of her mouth in a way that made her weak. Overcome with lust, Lauren slammed Camila against the wall, and the guttural moan that burst out of Camila’s mouth had Lauren almost coming in her pants. She had paused for a moment, anxiously locating her key, a task that became infinitely more difficult when the brunette started kissing her neck, licking her ear and whispering about how she couldn’t wait to be fucked by her. After a few heated moments of fumbling, Lauren had managed to get the door open and dragged her partner in after her, kicking the door shut so it locked automatically. They had stood for a moment in silence, letting their eyes adjust to the darkness, and just before it could have become awkward, Camila shifted her shoulder slightly, causing her dress to slip off her body and pool gently at her feet, leaving her in matching lingerie and heels. Lauren bit her lip, she couldn’t believe that this goddess was even looking at her, let alone half-naked in her hall. She stepped forward, reaching out to touch the soft body in front of her, ensuring that she was in fact real. Camila seemed to notice her sudden shift in mood, and tapped her teasingly on her chest, motioning her to remove her clothing. Lauren slowly unbuttoned her shirt, her confidence re-growing as she watched the brunette lick her lips at the unveiling of the toned stomach in front of her. She threw her shirt off to the side; Camila’s eyes stayed fixed on her abs. Before she could lose her nerve, she pushed her trousers down, essentially leaving herself as naked as the girl in front of her. The shade allowed for some modesty, so Camila couldn’t quite make out her prize, much to her annoyance. She quickly closed the gap between them, stopping right in front of the brunette and leaning forward to whisper in her ear.

“Why am I so coherent?” Lauren growled at the blatant challenge and picked the brunette up, preening inside as the brunette gasped at her strength and wrapped her legs round her body, her centre hot and wet against Lauren’s stomach. They had made it to the bedroom, where Lauren had slowly but surely turned Camila into a writhing mess.

Starting at her collarbones, licking them firmly before nibbling and biting them, not hard enough to hurt but enough to leave a mark that would remind Camila who had been there. Her hands slowly unclasped the silk bra, pulling it off her arms slowly, taking her time to reveal the perfect breasts that had been hidden by it. Camila’s nipples were already erect, so Lauren wasted no time in taking one in her mouth, swirling her tongue around it before sucking it sharply and grazing it with her teeth. She used her other hand to delicately tease the other nub, flicking it and rolling it between her fingers. She moaned slightly against the flesh in her mouth before taking it in and sucking it hard, determined to leave a mark. Camila’s hands, which had been grasping at the bedsheets, flew to Lauren’s hair, pulling her closer to her breast and rolling her hips up in need. Lauren was so hard she could have burst, but she simply switched breasts and gave them the attention they deserved, taking her time on them until she could feel Camila’s need burning beneath her. She kissed her way down her stomach, pausing to dust kisses and nips along her ribs, before coming to the edge of the lace underwear. She caught Camila’s eye and winked before baring her teeth and using them to drag the sodden underwear down Camila’s long and slender legs, the now-naked legs falling open with lust and her eyes darkening even further at the display of domination.

And that is what brought them to their current position, Lauren teasing Camila’s pussy with her tongue, waiting for her to beg, to break. After a particularly mean trick where she sucked the brunette’s clit into her mouth and grazed her teeth over it before releasing, Camila reached breaking point.

“Please! I can’t, can’t take this anymore, I’m going to burn up, please just fuck me,” Camila begged, desperation evident in her voice. Lauren smiled at the plea and instantly upped her pace, thrusting two fingers into Camila with no warning and smiling wider as the brunette’s head fell back in wordless pleasure. She added a third, wonder in her eyes as she watched Camila stretch to take her in, and then picked up the pace until she was practically thrusting Camila into the headboard. No sounds were coming out of her open mouth, her eyes were rolled back in her head and her chest was heaving.

“You can cum now, baby,” Lauren murmured, and gently sucked Camila’s clit into her mouth at the same time as curling her fingers up to find that spongy spot on her lover’s front wall, massaging it firmly. Camila’s hips bucked wildly and her entire body tensed before exploding, her back arching off the bed and her vision blurring. Lauren kept her fingers inside her, unmoving, letting her come down from her high before removing them. She sucked them slowly, smirking as Camila zeroed in on her mouth.

“Lauren…” Camila’s voice was hoarse, and the brunette crawled up her body gently, delicately kissing her delectable lips before pulling back. Despite her exhaustion, Camila felt her libido rising at the sensation of Lauren’s cock pulsing against her. She pushed gently at Lauren’s shoulders, moving her so that she was sitting, and before Lauren knew what was happening, Camila had her boxers off and her erection was ramrod straight and throbbing for attention.

Camila’s eyes widened; Lauren was huge. Lauren waited for a moment, slightly nervous, but then Camila’s eyes met hers and her lips curled up in a feral grin and Lauren just leant back and waited.

A tongue flicked the slit in her head and she trembled, willing herself to stay calm. Slowly, Camila’s mouth enveloped her head, her tongue swirling round it, her hand coming up to palm at her shaft. Inch by inch, Lauren watched as her cock disappeared into the velvet heat of Camila’s mouth until she hit the back of Camila’s throat. Instead of gagging, Camila simply opened her throat and kept going until her nose was brushing Lauren’s pubic bone. Lauren just sat there, eyes wide in disbelief, never having had her 9 inches deep throated before. The sensation was incredible, and then Camila swallowed. Lauren physically jumped, provoking a smile from the brunette, who then proceeded to give Lauren the best blow job of her life. After only a few minutes, she felt the familiar tightening and reluctantly tapped Camila, who looked up at her grumpily as though she’d interrupted her last meal. She slowly dragged her lips back over the shaft and head, sucking the pre-cum that had been left behind. The sight of Camila in front of her, naked, legs spread wantonly, and the fact that she had just had her cock in her mouth, made something in Lauren snap. She grabbed the brunette’s knees and pulled hard, flattening her into the mattress and proceeded to back off the bed, pulling Camila with her. She stood, cock in hand, watching as realisation dawned on her lover’s face.

She dipped her fingers into Camila’s cunt, using her juices to slowly lubricate her own shaft before positioning herself at Camila’s entrance. An eager nod was all the consent she needed to slowly start sliding her dick into the silky, fluttering entrance. Once she was bottomed out, she waited a moment for Camila to adjust, using the time to focus on her breathing. She was so worked up and the woman in front of her was so beautiful that Lauren knew she wouldn’t last long, so she deep breathed until she felt a clench round her cock. She opened her eyes to see Camila grinning mischievously at her, and then another clench around her already sensitive shaft made her decision for her: hard and fast. She picked Camila’s legs up and placed her ankles on her shoulders, watching for any signs of pain, but the only change was Camila’s mouth opening in pleasure as the angle changed. She smirked, and withdrew slowly, before pounding back in in one long, hard thrust. The moans from the woman wrapped around her were enough to confirm that she was doing the right thing, so she let herself go. With Lauren jackhammering as hard and as fast as she could, Camila was soon reduced to a body only capable of twitching in pleasure and releasing gasps and moans. Lauren was so deep in her, and the noise of their skin slapping together only made the heat in Camila grow hotter. Suddenly another finger was added into the mix, rubbing tight circles on her slippery clit, and that was all the stimulation necessary to throw Camila headfirst into the burning fire of oblivion. Lauren came with her, her orgasm bringing her to her knees at Camila’s feet.

There’s nowhere I’d rather be, she thought to herself, gently removing herself from Camila’s innermost self. The brunette had passed out, body driven past exhaustion, and Lauren smiled tenderly before fetching a damp flannel to clean the woman’s thighs. She lay down beside her, pulled the covers up over them both and turned to her side, waiting for sleep to take her.

When she woke up, she woke up to the sight of a brunette head bobbing between her legs, her cock about to explode.

They had breakfast together, more life-affirming sex, and Camila stayed for dinner.

One night turned into two, two nights turned into three, and three turned into forever.

[ladyhallen]

God of Life and Death - Red String AU

Hyacinth

Hyacinth was the goddess of Life.

Flowers grew where she trod and the forest she lived in was evergreen.

It was a lovely point in Creation, because humans had yet to exist and all she knew were her attendants, the nymphs, and the other gods. They were clean and primal, coming into being due to ideas rather than faith and prayers.

Hyacinth was powerful, but she was lonely. Her wisest friend, the nymph Hermione of the Wisteria tree, said, “Why don’t you create a companion?”

And she created him, the first man and found companionship.

But she had forgotten the laws laid down into the very being of the Old gods. That they could never own what they created. All beings created would inevitably rebel against their creator.

The first man gave her a child and left, seeking other companions. Her child became the first god without a domain to guide and her eyes opened, already aware despite being a day old.

“I will grant you dominion over the mountains,” she whispered to the baby. “And you shall be the goddess of mountain ranges and the high places. The immovable, the impassable and the hard unbreakable passes.”

The child god, which had been silent and near transparent, started to cry, much to her relief.

Hyacinth did not name her, because the child would name herself, once she could get over herself.

Reborn

Reborn was the god of Death.

He came into being beside the goddess of life, and from where they touched came the first light.

He knew that, because he woke first and remembered first. He opened his eyes and saw the great chasms and the darkness that roamed the planet that he knew was their home.

It was his duty, he knew, so he gathered the darkness into the chasm, took those who felt like his and plunged them into a realm that was meant for the dead. Because the upper-world was meant for life, his world was meant for death only.

He created caverns of resting for the dead, a place of joyous paradise for the glorious and a place of immeasurable agony for the wretched.

It was a lonely existence, and he could not create life like the goddess of life. His wraiths, his skeletons and the angry craven creatures that existed in the under-world were quiet companions.

So he often came into the upper-world to watch the living.

He watched the other gods come into existence, primal and nearly ungoverned save for the laws laid into their very bones.

He watched the first man lay with a nymph and start all of human kind, spreading them far and starting his first guests in his under-world.

Mostly, he watched the goddess of Life create life without trouble, unhindered, untroubled and happy.

She was the most captivating thing he had ever seen and he burned with envy. He wanted to have her laugh for him, to smile at him. But he knew that it would be folly to force the goddess of Life. She would go where she wished.

So he watched, and looked at where all flowers grew and plucked them. It took effort not to have it wither in his hands, but he held life and smiled.

Hyacinth

She was bored.

Life was meant to be breathtaking, different and she did her best to create little wonders. From the icy caverns in the north where she knew man would not find in a couple of centuries, to the underwater caves that caused hot geysers to erupt in sequence. She made secret places and beautiful places, all for mankind to find. She made gloriously magical animals to the small, unnoticed creatures.

She met new gods who bowed to her and old gods who withered away from the lack of belief. She bore two more children, each of whom she gave guardianship to places where humans would not likely exist yet to make their own gods.

Her firstborn child named herself Maria and had hard eyes the color of the stone in her mountains.

“Mother,” Maria said. “You can close your eyes and rest, if you are tired. It is not a hardship, there are various gods to care for your creation.”

Her child was only worried, yet Hyacinth did not like the idea of closing her eyes to hibernate. What would happen to the world, if Life slept?

She wandered out of the Ancient Forest that was her home, disguising herself as a peasant human and burying her power deep into her very being.

Hyacinth became just Hyacinth, not a goddess of Life, but a woman with eyes like the evergreen forest.

It was the first time she had ever interacted with humans, being that she was one of the Primordial Gods, born more out of thought and the forces of the Universe than any human faith and belief.

“Did you come here for the festival of the goddess of the Ancient Forest, my dear?” an old woman asked her as she passed by the colorful stalls.

“The goddess of the Ancient Forest?” Hyacinth queried, because she was fairly certain she was the only goddess of the Ancient Forest.

“She that made all life,” the old woman answered with a smile on her face. “We daren’t name her, but we give thanks to her in the spring.”

Hyacinth nodded and felt a little touched. She had never felt the need to show herself to the humans but they worshipped her anyway.

But since the old woman was sharing…”The god of Death. Do you know him?” Hyacinth asked.

The old woman – and here a distant knowledge told her that her name was Saralyn – frowned. “He comes in Autumn. Because there is no life in the under-world. So he visits the upper-world. And because of him, the leaves fall, and colder still, when he lingers.”

Hyacinth thanked her with a small smile and went to sit on the temple steps.

She had known of the god of Death distantly. She knew of him and his deeds, of keeping the darkness at bay and the other creatures that did not belong with the living. Because those creatures needed to exist to keep a balance in the world.

She had never seen him though.

She had seen his footsteps, the blackened earth where he trod a glaring sign for its lack of life. She had seen the marigolds that sprung when he left, the flowers of the dead.

But she had never seen him. Why was that?

Reborn

As the goddess of Life made more and more creatures to fill the earth, made more marvels that he could distantly feel, he felt it echo in his domain.

He saw the dark caverns holding a bit of light from the crystals that glowed in the dark like distant stars. Reborn held his breath as the dark creatures procreated and evolved, becoming more, reflecting the different creatures she created in the upper-world.

Reborn influenced these changes, welcoming them and molding them as to how it would go. His under-world was getting plenty of traffic and he wondered why. The humans were getting plentier and plentier, with the occasional demi-god thrown into the mix. (Nymphs were different. They became plants at their death.)

He had an assistant, a man who died with a soul so kind and righteous that even in the dark, he glowed like the sun. Reborn had chosen Tsunayoshi among a thousand souls because he reacted so hilariously every time he saw a hellhound or a wraith. A lifetime of prejudice against dark creatures did not react well when those dark creatures just wanted a cuddle.

He smiled as he saw short dark flowers that glowed in the darkness, golden muted light that lightened the grim atmosphere. It was the first time he had seen them though, and he asked them, like he asked every change in his domain, of what it echoed from in the upper-world.

“Why are you here?” he asked the flowers, touching their soft petals. He did not even need to hold back his powers; they were made from his domain and were grown from the darkness. It did not thrive in sunlight, but in the absence of it.

The flowers answered him. The goddess of Life was thinking about him.

Reborn inhaled sharply.

“Why?” he blurted out, before chastising himself. It did not matter. He had already resigned himself to watching from a distance, someone as beautiful and vibrant as the goddess of Life did not need the god of Death.

Tsunayoshi smiled behind him. “Maybe because she has never met you?” he pointed out. “She has seen your effects on the living; she would not be a goddess if she cannot notice that. But she has never seen you, because you hide from her. Like one of your wraiths. Why do you hide from her? If I remember, you were born together, though you woke first.”

Reborn pursed his lips, remembering the light born from where their skin touched.

Hyacinth

There were paths to the under-world, if you knew where to look.

Places where light doesn’t touch and life doesn’t grow. Small, unnoticeable places for the hellhounds to wander and play.

There, Hyacinth waited for the god of Death while dressed like a mortal woman. She sat on the stone by the entrance. Being that it was nearing the end of summer, she knows it was almost time for the god’s yearly circuit of the planet.

When he emerged though, he immediately knew who she was.

“Goddess of Life,” he greeted.

She stood up and shed her mortal garb, smiling at him. “God of Death. Call me Hyacinth.”

He did not step back but he clearly wanted to. Hyacinth impishly smiled, holding out her hand. “Come with me, I want to show you something.”

The god of Death hesitated, but obliged, their hands glowing as it touched. Hyacinth was momentarily stalled by the sight, remembering something from a distant dream, but she shook it off.

“Let’s go!” she said, pulling him along to the northern ice caps, where no human had yet settled and there was no one to see them.

Hyacinth took him to her favorite creation, the hidden caverns under the ice, where light reflected and turned into a thousand different colors.

“It’s beautiful,” he breathed.

“Isn’t it?” she agreed. “I love this place the most, where no man has touched and no creature will ever live.”

He looked at her then, surprised. “You created humans. You created all creatures.”

Hyacinth looked down at her feet, bare and uncovered but not touching the floor. She did not want any flowers to bloom here where they would just die in her absence.

“I create,” she sighed. “I create. And they do not stay.”

The ancient laws pressed deep into their bones. Nothing one created would ever be owned by their creator, so long as they have sentience.

What then, for someone who was born to create?

This is why Hyacinth loved the flowers, mainly because they would never leave her.

Reborn

His hand touched hers and for the first time, Reborn felt the stirrings of hope. Because her face echoed the loneliness in him.

Maybe Tsunayoshi had a point. Perhaps there was a reason they were born side by side.

“Did you know,” he said, just to break the heartbreaking silence. “That the light that shows when we touch is the light that created all gods.”

Her eyes light up with her smile. “Created all gods?” she asked.

Reborn nodded. “When we touch, there is a new being born, something borne out of the light, but not borne from you. That being…will not be your creation.”

She was elated. She touched his sleeve, careful now that she understood what the light was. “Let us come into my forest. We must speak on this further.”

Reborn felt that she hadn’t exactly thought that through.

“Wait, Hyacinth,” he called and maybe he hadn’t thought that through either. The sound of her name around his lips made both of them shiver. Distantly, he realized he’d never told her his name either, the one he chose for himself.

“Yes?” she asked hesitantly.

“Are you sure you want the god of Death in the center of Creation of Life?” he asked, pointing out the obvious.

She smiled at him then, one that softened her face and made her look less like a goddess. “I trust you. You can control yourself. And my children are not there, so no one should mind.”

Trust should not be so intoxicating. He knew that if anyone were ever to enter into his domain, he would not be quite as nonchalant.

“Of course,” he managed.

Hyacinth

She does not know how long they spend in her domain, but when her daughter came stomping through irritably, embodying the very mountain passes that had been in her essence, Hyacinth knew she’d forgotten something.

“Mother, I was approached by the Steward of Death asking about where his master was – “she cut off, catching sight of Reborn (he had given his name after some hesitation, making sure they were completely alone before telling her.) “I guess I know where the god of Death is.”

“Maria, how are your mountains?” Hyacinth asked just to diffuse the tension.

Maria still stared at the god of Death in all his glory by her side, both of them sharing a basket of fruits.

“My mountains are fine, mother. Why is he here?” she asked.

Hyacinth sat up. “Because I asked him to.”

Maria stared some more, and then left without a word.

“I suppose that was my clue to leave,” Reborn murmured. “And I must attend to the under-world. It must be pretty chaotic without me.”

Hyacinth knew that was true, but still she didn’t want him to leave. He was her equal.

“How long have you spent in my Forest?” she asked slowly, getting an idea.

“Six months, give or take,” he answered. He brushed the grass from his knees, none of them dying because he was always so careful around her home.

She blinked at him. “We are the balance, and that is why we cannot stay in the upper-world together too long. But it stands to reason that we cannot stay in the under-world together too long as well.”

Reborn went so still. His fingers twitched and his eyes watched her face.

“Alright,” he said eventually, slowly. “I’ll send you a message after I’ve managed my affairs.”

Hyacinth tried not to worry.

Hermione pointed out what she was missing. “You do realize that the rest of the gods think you have imprisoned Death in here?”

Hyacinth rose up in a flurry and hurriedly sent a message to Reborn.

Reborn

He grabbed her when she walked the fields unattended by her nymphs, a black chariot speeding by, pulled by hellhounds with fiery eyes.

It was properly dramatic, exploding from the very earth and creating a chasm that would likely have consequences later. Hyacinth even managed a scream.

“This is not a message!” she whispered to him, on the verge of giggling.

He smirked. “Well, I wanted to, but I changed my mind. Surprising you is the proper way to go about things. You certainly imprisoned me in your forest and let my creatures worry.”

Hyacinth started to laugh, ignoring the image she was supposed to portray.

“My daughters will hurt you,” she said. “And my only son will probably cause earthquakes.”

He laughed, a properly evil cackle that she was sure he had practice on, simply because it unnerved her. “My domain is untouched by any other god. Let them try!”

“Properly evil,” she murmured with a smile.

.

.

The seasons were already vaguely in effect because of Reborn’s journey’s to the upper-world. But the seasons cemented with the ritual Life and Death created. Every six months, Death would climb up from the under-world. And every six months, Life would descend into the under-world.

Lost steam for this though.

[live4yahushua-blog]

Amightywind prophecy #31

Prophecy 31 Your Passover Dwells Where Your Faith Dwells

Given to Apostle Elisabeth Sherrie Elijah (Elisheva Eliyahu)

March 30, 1999

This is from Prophecy 105, YAHUVEH said to put this up on all Prophecies from now on: I warned you a long time ago Elisabeth (Elisheva) not to name this Ministry after a man or a woman even before there was a Ministry. I put it in your spirit for none of this has been done by your hand, none of this has come forth from your mouth. It is from the Mouth of YAHUVEH that has given birth. It is from the Mouth of YAHUSHUA your MASHIACH that has given birth. It is from the Mouth of the RUACH ha KODESH your IMMAYAH that has given birth. If it had only been by your hand it would have failed long ago. It is by the SHKHINYAH GLORY’S Wind that blows across this earth, the Holy Wind of Revival, it is not by your breath or it would have failed. (Isaiah 42:8)

In July 2010 YAHUVEH GOD also said to add the following from 2nd Chronicles before every Prophecy:

2 Chronicles 36:16, “But they mocked the Messengers of GOD, despised HIS Words, and scoffed at HIS Prophets, until the wrath of the LORD arose against HIS people, till there was no remedy.”

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“Surely he took up our infirmities and carried our sorrows, yet we considered him stricken by God, smitten by him, and afflicted. But he was pierced for our transgressions, he was crushed for our iniquities; the punishment that brought us peace was upon him, and by his wounds we are healed.” Isaiah 53:4-5

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I have this against you America! Your leader is not only a whore monger but a war monger. Your streets do not flow with enough perversion and enough blood shed now you must take it to other nations. The unborn you slaughter with less mercy than your animals you put to death for food! You take more regard and compassion on the creatures than you do the babies that are tore apart and burned alive daily.

I have this against you America. You were a nation set apart by MY divine hand to glorify the Lord God Almighty whose Name is “I AM.” You who once stood for Godliness are nothing more than an empty shell. You pour your wrath out on a nation you have no right to pour forth your judgments on. “I AM” the only one that has this right for vengeance is MINE saith the Lord. How can you pull splinters out of their eyes when you have a plank in your own eyes? First get the plank out of your own eyes then help someone with a splinter.

How can you cry dictator when you have your own dictators? America I have decreed this from Heaven unless you fall on your knees and acknowledge your sins as I have cried out the warning before through this handmaiden I will speak it again through her as well as through other prophets.” America REPENT for you shall never win another war again!” You shall reap what you are sowing. The measure of destruction you are pouring out and the measure of death you are pouring out you shall drink from MY cup of wrath until there is no more. America, you once were a nation that was trusted and respected but now you’re a mockery of all that is Holy. Your people once stood for morality and your leaders also, but now your people and your leaders are known around the world as immoral and untrustworthy. You defend the wrong and you seek to silence the right.

You bomb a country that at least worships a God. Even a heathen God is better than none. For even a heathen nation acknowledges they are not supreme. America I have this against you. You serve no God! You bow your knee to no God although your currency says, “In God we Trust” you trust in no God. You America, have a form of Godliness but no Godliness within. America you shall reap what you’re sowing.

You who send missionaries to other countries and I bless these missionaries with MY anointing and heathen lands come to know YAHUSHUA as Lord and Savior. Yet your own country mocks the same message. Not all do this for I do have a people. I have a remnant that will not be moved. They will not bow their knee to satan and the doctrines of the anti-christ but oh so few. Oh I weep, so many are going astray. Multitudes listening to strange fire teachings, demonstating strange fire in their churches and even praying strange fire prayers. Come out from among them. Listen to the voice of MY RUACH ha KODESH you know the voice of your Good Shepherd. Test every action with the word of YAHUVEH. Test the Spirit that speaks. In this time and season the false prophets look so good. They speak words saying all is well and only blessings are ahead.

Yes for MY Children I will protect. But remember Moses and learn the lesson of the children of Israel. The plagues did not come nigh those that had their faith in ME, the God of Abraham, Isaac and Jacob. But they did see the plagues that came upon the others. I am sending MY Beloved Son YAHUSHUA, your MESSIAH to come and catch MY Bride away. Didn’t I give you signs in the Holy Scriptures of what to wait and watch for? Haven’t you seen these things come to pass? Didn’t I say truly this generation would not pass away that see these things without the Son of God, YAHUSHUA coming again. Why do you doubt ME? Why then do only 50 percent of you who claim to love and serve ME believe I am sending MY Beloved Son YAHUSHUA to rescue those who are not appointed to MY wrath that is to come? For those of you who refuse to use your faith to believe in this Blessed Hope I have news for you HE is not coming for you.

Just as you can’t get saved without faith in it being the truth, so too, you are not going to be counted worthy as YAHUSHUA’s Bride if you don’t have faith. If you’re living as if MY Son YAHUSHUA is not coming, planning for years to come interested in only worldly things and possessions then I have news for you. You’re not included in the Bridegroom’s list who is sealed to be HIS Bride. Not everyone is fit to be called a Bride of YAHUSHUA. Some are only fit to be the Guests. This doesn’t mean at some point you won’t be saved. It means until you walk in a world that is fit only for MY wrath will you see what you have missed, will you then turn to ME in a new way with a new faith.

Then there are others who are worthy of being MY Bride (I believe this addresses the 7th Day Adventist beliefs) and yet satan has deceived you to make you think you are doing ME a favor to stay in the Great Tribulation to stay to minister to the people. Your faith is your saying, “I will stay here and miss this great wedding day so I can be a help to others!” Where your faith is so shall you also dwell. Don’t you think that I can raise up others who need this chastisement to get them ready for Heaven? Do you really think I need to leave behind MY beloved Bride who I said in MY Holy Scriptures pray you will be counted worthy to escape the wrath that is to come. Yet you say you are counted worthy and take pride in being left behind. Be warned where your faith is so shall you dwell. Some will walk in the times of Great Tribulation because they so chose it. Not MY choosing but theirs. I will do as they believe and protect them as their faith allows ME to do. So much suffering would have been unnecessary if they only now repent for speaking and thinking this.

Undiluted and in full measure will this world reap what it has been sowing. I warned the evil Pharaoh and I am warning MY enemies again. REPENT! Turn away from Evil. I warned Ninevah and they were spared but in the end they turned back to evil and I had to destroy what I had predestined to destroy. For I know the hearts of the reprobate. Those like Evil Pharaoh who speak like they are sorry and will cease their wicked ways only to compound the evil in the next breath by lying to ME and MY People. In the reprobate there is no truth in them. No matter what I do to them they will not serve ME or worship ME.

I have a message to MY beloved wayward daughter Israel. Beloved Israel you are not to give what I have not given you to give. You have given far too much away I promised you a land of milk and honey. I the God of Abraham, Isaac and Jacob promised to bless your land with beauty and prosperity, have I not done so? Yet the leaders of this land are as weak women cowering in a corner at the hands of an abusive mate. Israel believes the lies of a bully. Israel prays to the God “I AM” and asks for deliverance yet shows with their actions they do not believe “I AM” can and will protect a land where one day very soon MY Son YAHUSHUA, shall put HIS feet upon the Mount of Olives. Israel refuses to believe the God of Abraham, Isaac and Jacob has already proven MY love for them by sending them their MESSIAH their DELIVERER, YAHUSHUA is his Name!

MY beloved Jewish People, I sent MY Son as one of your own, he is not a Savior only to the Gentiles but to you beloved also. MY desire is both Jew and Gentile become as one in YAHUSHUA. Why do you wait for another Savior? When I have given you MY best. Satan seeks to deceive you with his best. I send MY Prophets and I am sending them again to tell you oh beautiful and wayward daughter of MINE, listen to your own scriptures. Look with new eyes of discernment to your own feasts and celebrations. Do not just love half of ME love all of ME.

You who say you belong to the God of Abraham, Isaac and Jacob and I have a remnant that do, just like in other parts of the world, but you must accept all of ME. For YAHUSHUA is MY Beloved Son that was slain as a perfect unblemished sacrificial lamb for all who will accept the Saving Blood shed at Calvary for the remission of sins. HIS Blood drenched the soil on Calvary but as it poured forth unto the ground it also covered Jerusalem with mercy. “Father forgive them they know not what they do is for you also.” I have had more patience with you beloved wayward child that seeks to please ME and yet turns away MY gift at Calvary. The only way to Heaven is through YAHUSHUA; there is no other name that can save but HIS.

I sought to make you jealous and gave this understanding to the gentiles, those not even looking for a MESSIAH. Now I come back to you through this prophet and others I am sending and say cast not YAHUSHUA away. HE is not a MESSIAH only to the Gentiles but he was first sent to the Jewish people whom I love with a love that you cannot begin to comprehend. Was not YAHUSHUA, born from the loins of a Jewish handmaiden? You Israel must not fear the giants in the land. Why do you forget that I have promised to protect those that are set apart and redeemed?

You Israel must not give away any more land that I have not given you to give away. I gave this to you through your forefathers. This land cannot be taken but you can and have been bullied into thinking the giants will possess the land and they cannot take what you do not give them. MY People cry out for a “Passover from evil Pharaoh once again.” MY People “I AM” is instructing the RUACH ha KODESH to have those who believe “I AM” is a God that does not change and remains the same and will protect all that say what is MINE is thine, what is thine is MINE. Just don’t bow to another god, Israel! Israel, don’t bow to the heathen men who are not a god but merely dust to be trodden under your feet.

Don’t listen to the soothing words of the enemies saying just give us a little more land, then we will go away and leave you in peace. I have instructed MY Children in the Holy Scriptures to pray for the Peace of Jerusalem. Today, through this prophet, I speak these words again. Do not trust the ones coming like giants intimidating a little child. You are not a little child, Israel. I have poured forth MY anointing on your land. Use it for “I AM’s” Glory. Your tear stained Temple Wall is ever before ME. Your cries echo in MY ears. Oh I long to put MY arms around you and comfort you and I shall. But turn not away any longer from MY gift I gave you at Calvary, HIS Name is YAHUSHUA. He alone is your Salvation.

Don’t just recite the prayers you speak Israel, but believe the prayers you recite. Don’t just celebrate Passover believe it is your Passover. This goes for all MY beloved children who seek to please ME, who obey ME, who serve ME, worship ME, putting ME the great God “I AM” and YAHUSHUA above all things. I am sending forth this message and have already spoken it to multitudes through MY RUACH ha KODESH. If you want Passover deliverance from the hands of the enemies, then you must celebrate and believe and encourage one another. This is your Passover and you will be counted worthy to escape the wrath of “I AM” that is to come. The plagues will Passover you and not touch you, all the plagues, as in the time of Moses it shall be again but you will have a way of escape. You shall have a Passover once again. The Blood of YAHUSHUA is your Passover. If you’re reading this then you’re held accountable for what you know. What will you do with it?

The Passover is your promise! The God of Abraham, Isaac and Jacob the great God “I AM” will deliver you once again in ways you think not if only you can believe. Where your faith is that is where your Passover is. Those who live in America and I have prophesied the wrath to come, this is true but those that believe “I AM” the Passover and like Moses, I will provide a way of escape for you, you shall not be ashamed that you believed. I will prove the great God “I AM” cannot and will not lie to you. Where your faith is there will be your Passover.

MY beloved think not I am saying none of you will suffer, for in this world there is pain and suffering but I have sent a way of escape. I am sending MY Son as I have promised. Yet, that does not mean sit back now and do nothing. Now is the time you must gather in the end time harvest while there is yet time. Use your paper and plastic as seed to bring ME Glory. Support with your prayers and alms, ministries I have you intercede for and labor with. Not so these ministries can store up riches on earth, for these ministries that do this, I will personally see to it that all they do become stubble fit only for destruction.

Eat the bread of affliction called matzoh bread. Eat it not only because this is a symbol of what the Israelites ate when they fled before the bread could rise. I also want you to partake in the days of unleavened bread and eat the bread of affliction as a reminder of YAHUSHUA and how he paid the price as the bread of affliction. He was afflicted for your sakes. The bread is hard for the price HE paid for you did not come easily. Partake in the LORD’S Last Supper as YAHUSHUA did. Do this in remembrance of the Blood that YAHUSHUA poured out so that you would be saved and the Bread that was dipped in the Blood, for YAHUSHUA is the Bread of Life and his Body was sacrificed so you could have fellowship with “I AM” and the remission of sins so you could have a way of escape from the flames of hell. Satan has no claim to those that are truly MINE.

Every time you pray remember now is the time to pray you will be counted worthy to escape the wrath that is to come on this earth. The wrath of “I AM” is not just a temper tantrum, it has been building and it is a fearful thing to fall into the hands of a Living God. But MY Babies, Bride, Chosen Ones, and Elect need not fear. I will only shower you with MY blessings and not MY wrath. Weep for what America and her allies are doing now. Weep for even the heathen worship a god. Weep for some are your brothers and sisters in YAHUSHUA, the bombs are falling upon. This blood that is being shed and vengeance that is meted out and “I AM” is watching and it is being allowed thus far for those partaking in this, is only heaping damnation upon their own countries and upon themselves. Do not partake in this war do not believe the propaganda that is said, the excuses made. The governments have their own motivations and pleasing the Great God “I AM” is not one of them. Rescuing the downtrodden is not one of the reasons. Acting in arrogance and pride is one of the reasons. Pray your leaders will repent of this evil before it is too late.

Protest, speak out against this war. America, you have brought this upon yourselves through your pride and your domineering spirit. You have brought what is to come to a nation I have personally protected with MY hand thus far. War has not come to your shores but will. For the sake of MY beloved ones I will stave [off] the hand of the executioner for yet a little while but oh so little of a while. You send war to other nations. You shall taste of war in your nation for acting in arrogance. You speak against another nation and yet you do not hear the echo of what you say come back to your own ears. For it is the words you accuse others of that your leaders themselves do in secret. Every American should shudder at what is being done. Your leaders both politically and spiritually had better repent and turn away from what they’re doing. If MY People who call themselves by MY Name will humble themselves and fall on their knees and repent, I will heal their land! I will forgive them. Oh but they are stiff necked and obstinate, saying they are not sinning and yet the whole world sees the sin but American politicians and those that follow after the evil ones who do these things.

If America does not repent “I AM” will destroy their land, I will make a mockery out of the land once called the free and the brave. For all MY Babies, Bride, Chosen Ones and Elect reading this, turn not against Jerusalem. Turn not against Israel. Pray for the peace of Jerusalem so I can bless you. Pray for the nations who the hand of war has been sent against by NATO. Pray MY People and grieve for what is being done. Once again MY Holy Days are being defiled by the heathen. I am not a God to be mocked. All those that desire a PASSOVER from MY wrath then I give this commandment that has never changed, observe and pray for your PASSOVER to come. HIS Name is YAHUSHUA ha MASHIACH and pray you will be counted worthy to escape MY wrath and tribulation that is to come. Prepare a flee bag in case you need it before your MESSIAH comes for you. There are those that are reading this that will walk through the fire of MY wrath and tribulation. Some will do this and I will shelter them in a way you think not.

Others will read this and mock the handmaiden delivering this message. Beware, these are not her words you mock so again beware. These words you mock now will come back and haunt you for you mock the Great God “I AM,” not Sherrie Elijah’s [Elisheva Sherrie Eliyahu’s] words. If they were just her words they would be puffs of air, but when they are MY Words spoken they are words of living power and I will do what I am speaking. I send MY Prophets and apostles forth to prophecy before I send the Doom or blessings. Those of you who mock will taste MY wrath to come. She has been instructed to speak MY words whether they be pleasing to your ears or not. She will be held accountable if she holds back and compromises because of fear of what you or others in authority will say. All MY Prophets who hear the Great God “I AM” any of you have compromised and only sought to deliver words pleasing to ears and yet will bring much grief when what you speak doesn’t come to pass. You worry what your Prophet’s club has to say and not what the Great God “I AM” speaks. You compare notes and discern by your wisdom and revelation, not MY wisdom and revelation.

Beware those who call themselves MY Prophets and never speak the word REPENT and turn away from sin. Beware those who only speak of evil to come and yet give MY Children no hope! “I AM” is not in these prophecies. There is always a way of escape for MY beloved Babies, Bride, Chosen Ones, and Elect. I will provide a way when there seems to be none. Just because you know it not now, it is like a man with a ticket to ride, they don’t need the ticket until it is time to leave. You don’t need the wisdom now for if I were to tell MY Prophets of MY ways of escape then beloved, the enemy would know also. I have MY ‘Hidden ones’ that is all you need to know at this time. Not all will be told to Flee. If you don’t hear me speak it and confirm and witness it in your Spirit, then I will protect you where you are. If I don’t tell you where to Flee now, then I will tell you when the time comes for you to leave.

As in the time of Lot and Moses so it shall be again, “I AM” will send you your Passover. YAHUSHUA is your Passover. Don’t let sunset go by without praying for your true Passover, YAHUSHUA, to come. Observe this day not in legalism but do what you can. Study and show thyself approved to know what to do on this day. Is it really too much to ask you not to eat Leaven for 8 days? To eat the Bread of Affliction to remind you of the one who paid the price as the Bread of Affliction to bring you your Passover.

I purposed that the Israelites would not have time for the bread to rise. I purposed it for they knew it not but it was no accident I caused them to flee so this would take place. For again the Jews partook and were offered the Bread of Affliction first which is called Matzoh Bread and now I give the knowledge they were given this even then, for it was YAHUSHUA who was to come, given as a reminder. YAHUSHUA is both the Jew and Gentiles’ Passover. There was and is no other perfect Sacrificial Lamb that can be slain for the remission of sins, washing them away as though they never were but one. His Name is YAHUSHUA ha MASHIACH, HIS name is SALVATION! HE alone is your Passover. Celebrate this and learn the true meaning of the Passover that was and the Passover that is to come.

Honor the Sabbath Days, also the High Holy Days, April 1, April 2. Honor all Sabbath Days which is on Friday sunset, till Saturday Sunset….not Sunday as so many of you remember ME on Sunday and live like the devil on Friday and Saturday evenings partaking of the worldliness on the days set aside for our Sabbath. Pray for the Passover from the wrath to come upon this world. Pray you will be counted worthy and these bowls and trumps of MY wrath will Passover you and you will be counted worthy to escape. For “I AM” is a God that cannot nor will not lie, I prophesy what is to come to pass through MY Prophets so no one can say “I AM” didn’t warn the people.

When you Passover to the other side will it be Heaven or hell and curses? When your Passover comes, will you experience Rapture or Great Tribulation unlike this world has never known or never will know again. What will you do with this prophetic message from “I AM”? Will you Passover it and forget it dismissing it as foolishness or folly? Or will you prepare for your Passover whose Name is YAHUSHUA ha MASHIACH. Pray today for all those reading this and don’t know how to be ready without spot or wrinkle. Write this Pastor. She will introduce you to the true Passover lamb that was slain and arose again from the dead on the 3rd day. Who willingly laid his life down for you so you could be saved by having all your sins washed away with the perfect Blood of the true Passover perfect sinless lamb of God, Son of “I AM” whose name is YAHUSHUA ha MASHIACH HE alone is your MESSIAH for those that accepted “I AM’s” Passover gift at Calvary.

For those that love, serve, try hard to obey “I AM’s” commandments, knowing when you fail you have a Passover lamb whose Blood was shed at Calvary for your sins, yet you also know you do not test ME and purposely sin because you think you can. “I AM” is not mocked and every person must work out their own salvation with fear and trembling for only “I AM” knows your true heart and motives and intentions. Now I have spoken. What will you do with your Passover? For many of you reading this there will be no more chances to celebrate the Passover. It is time for you to decide, it is your choice. Beware I already know what you have chosen. Will you honor ME on this Passover?

So it is spoken, so it is written this day of March 30, 1999 4:26 a.m., through MY Handmaiden Sherrie Elijah [Elisheva Sherrie Eliyahu], under MY anointing of the RUACH ha KODESH which will destroy all yokes and bondages.

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Personal message from Rev. Sherrie Elijah (Elisheva Sherrie Eliyahu). Please feel free to encourage and send this to one another to teach and to encourage, also to warn. I have spoken and written this message that was locked up like fire in my bones waiting for the time and season. This Passover I am looking for deliverance from the Evil Pharaohs that have tried to destroy me and this ministry and also for the beloved congregation. I am expecting to be delivered from all ungodly yokes and bondages.

I am celebrating Passover for the first time as many of you are as directed by the RUACH ha KODESH. This Year of 1999 is the most uncertain year we have faced thus far. But by remembering and celebrating the days of unleavened bread and the Passover we can be certain we have our God YAHUVEH and YAHUSHUA’s attention. I want the evil to Passover and not touch myself or my loved ones, ministry or those who are part of this congregation. Please write and let us know what it is you want deliverance from on this Passover. If you approve we will post your need before others so they can pray also. We all need deliverance from something or someone.

For this ministry I also look forward to a Passover of freedom from the bondage of debt. We are working behind the scenes now to get another site up and running coming from ISP in Israel. This is a big step of faith and most expensive venture yet. I have a mandate to do this for when the “powers that be” seek to silence me in one area of the world we will continue speaking forth in other area’s of the world. “I AM” has given me the mandate to do this although mankind may think it foolish I obey God and not man. If anyone feels led by the RUACH HA KODESH to help me in this step of faith please email me or write me. We now have sites in Canada, USA, and soon coming Israel. One more after that, should the Lord tarry will be Africa. Please feel free to copy and circulate to those that need to hear the truth that will set them free. All I ask is to not delete or change any parts, to deliver this entire message in full even this last part I am writing. I do not give anyone permission to post this Holy Prophetic message if it is meant to mock me or this message.

I am humbled by being used once again to deliver Almighty GOD’s messages from Heaven. Being a prophet is both a reward and yet can seem like a curse at times for we all fear what if we didn’t hear GOD correctly? Did I speak all God wanted to say? I ask forgiveness now if I ever miss the mark I am doing the best I can to hear what YAHUVEH speaks to the RUACH ha KODESH in me. I must deliver the messages and not compromise by letting the spirit of fear come in.

A vessel of Clay but mighty Warrior in YAHUSHUA, Apostle Elisabeth Sherrie Elijah (Elisheva Eliyahu)

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#DisasterPreparedness : How to survive The enemy's ATTACK on our women/girls: FIERY SERPENTS: The Tipping Point "O you who believe, IF you keep your duty to Allah, He will grant you a distinction and do away with your evils and protect you. And Allah is the Lord of mighty grace." Holy Qur'an 8:29 #Farrakhan warns "Some of you say you love your children. But you're liars. You don't love your children the way you act! Because you're sentencing your own children to death by your own foolishness! IF you loved your children you would strive to be right! IF you loved your children you would strive to set a better example for them! IF you loved your children you would be careful of what you SAY and what you DO!" Farrakhan: Divine Destruction of America What is a TIPPING POINT? According to Whatis.com, "the TIPPING POINT is the critical point in an evolving situation that leads to a new and irreversible development. The term is said to have originated in the field of epidemiology when an infectious disease reaches a point beyond any local ability to control it from spreading more widely. A TIPPING POINT is often considered to be a turning point." For over 80 years we have been warned by #Christ, Minister #Farrakhan, and others, that one day the mask of civility would come off of our open enemy: the white man and woman of America. One day soon, they will attack us. Brother Jabril warns us here "There's going to come a time, at some point, when our brother (Farrakhan) has to leave. There's going to come a point in time when this country will attack us. That's going to happen. There's going to come a time when God will attack them and destroy them. Crush them thoroughly." Brother Jabril Muhammad: Motives Brother Jabril warns us here "Most of us are not going to see that God has really come until this country has been brought low. Until the White man has lost his power. The Lucky ones shall see spiritually PRIOR to that and those are the ones that shall be HIDDEN in the days of God's Wrath, which shall break out not long after Minister Farrakhan Departs." Brother Jabril Muhammad Have you ever considered what it would take to push them (the Caucasian) over the edge? Very little. Most of us, at some point in time, have had some experience in dealing with white folks. Whether it be work, school, or maybe some of us consider some of them friends. And have you ever noticed how they get when under stress, pressure, or they get upset? Have you seen the glimpses of that rage? The natural hatred they have for you and me? Why am I saying this? Is it to bash white folks? No, it is my hopes, Allah willing, to help us prepare for what is around the corner so that we won't be bitten by these fiery serpents. It really doesn't take much to set them off. And in a few days, they will reach their TIPPING POINT. Allah is pushing them to it as you read this. Why? Minister Farrakhan warns us in Divine Destruction of America that God is going to "Make you cry out for the Destruction of your enemy because He is going to send that same enemy to Destroy You for your unwillingness to Come Out of Her(America)" Come out of America How? The Minister Goes on to explain: "Come out of her name, her religion, her false worship. So that we be not partakers of her sins and plagues." Later he states, "Whatever we are doing that we KNOW is WRONG, we have to straighten it out, straighten it up. If you don't, it's on you." That dark period of time (the plagues and destruction mentioned in Bible and Holy Qur'an) is upon us. And In a few moments these White people are going to SNAP, and I pray that God blesses all of those striving to live a righteous life, the believers, to tighten up our homes, our ranks, our churches and our organizations in regards to the security of the Black Woman: The SECURITY of our Mothers, wives, daughters, sisters, aunts, cousins, nieces. Our women and girls are in such grave danger as never before in the history of this world because many of us have been lulled to sleep by this false show of friendship put over on us by our open enemy. And when they (Caucasians) finally SNAP, it may be our women who they attack FIRST. Well Brothers, how much do we really Love and Value our black woman? Sisters, how much do you value yourselves? How does God see you? Master Fard Muhammad warns "The M.G.T. & G.C.C.: I can sit on top of the world and tell everyone that the most beautiful Nation is in the wilderness of North America. But do not let me catch any sister other than herself in regards to living the Life and weighing properly." Recently I had a vision of the Honorable Elijah Muhammad, who we in The Nation of Islam believe is The Exalted Christ, the One who comes at the End of this evil, wicked world of satan to Crush the wicked. And in that vision, The Honorable Elijah Muhammad is ordering the chastisement of two sisters (M.G.T.). As they were being led to their chastisement they seemed very afraid. Every day since that vision this has been on my mind. What did they do to come under such chastisement? What did they do to make Christ so upset with them? In the Vision they LOOKED how they were supposed look, as far as size. They were dressed how they were supposed to be dressed. But they had done something. If you would like to read about the vision I had you can send me an email to writermdm@gmail.com and I'll email it to you. I think about Lot's wife. She turned and looked back. After being warned, not by Lot, but by the angels themselves. "As it was in the days of Lot and Sodom and Gomorrah, so shall it be at the coming of the Son of Man." I think about this particular vision every day. And I think about what it means and why that was put inside of my head? I teach Disaster Preparedness and my goal, my aim, my Purpose, my life's work is to get as many of us as prepared as I can in the time that we have left, with the Help of Allah. So what am I supposed to do with a vision like that? And then the other day I picked up a book by Sister Betty Muhammad called, "Dear Holy Apostle". A book that All of us should read. Sister Betty was one of the Honorable #Elijah Muhammad's secretaries, and is presently a secretary for the Honorable Minister Farrakhan. Her book "Dear Holy Apostle" is filled with letters written by the Honorable Elijah Muhammad (who is alive and in power) about many different subjects, many of which, deals with our Sisters. As I was reading his letters, the vision kept coming to my mind, the images of those two sisters kept coming to my mind, because of what he wrote in those letters. I had heard of this book before, and had the opportunity to buy it many times. But never did. Then one day, I was sitting down studying, and I looked up and saw the book sitting on a counter and Allah moved me to read it immediately. The more I read, the more I felt compelled to write what I am writing now because I see so much danger, so much pain and suffering coming to us from the way we are conducting ourselves at the present time. We have been off in some ways of following what he wanted. All of us Need to get this book (Dear Holy Apostle). All of us, whether we are currently registered/ active in the Nation of Islam or not. We need to get it and study his words and apply them to our lives, our Mosque lives, our church lives, our home lives, at once. Or we face DIVINE CHASTISEMENT. (Contact Sister Betty Muhammad here: ashantimu@aol.com or (602) 391- 5986 Call/text/or email her and she can get to you an Ebook or a hard copy of "Dear Holy Apostle") In Divine Destruction of America, The Minister warns: "The BEST of you will come from a WORD. The rest of you will come from a WHIPPING.. And I will say to ALL of You that have known the words of the Honorable Elijah Muhammad, You KNOW what He Wants. You KNOW what he said God would be Pleased with and what he said God would not be pleased with. Then You Stop Playing with yourself. Get it right. It's clear. Now if you say you love your people? Why won't you help me warn them?" I asked Sister Betty if I could use some excerpts from her book to help us better prepare for what is about to happen here soon. Read the Honorable Elijah Muhammad's Words, and as you read his words, REFLECT on what Pleases God and His Christ and let us be found lining up with that so all of us can be under the Protection, Security, Favor of God. In "Dear Holy Apostle", Sister Betty states: "The women of the Nation of Islam are so loved and protected by the Honorable Elijah Muhammad, Messenger of Allah, that he does not permit us to ride the public transportation facilities (buses, taxi's, etc.) without a companion such as your husband, father or another Sister. He wants us to be safe at ALL times. He teaches us the proper way to dress at home and abroad (no mini-dresses) not only because it is modest but also because our garments are shields for our protection against our open enemies. The garment that sweeps the floor demands respect. And the woman who is properly dressed in a long garment that sweeps the floor receives respect from the Nations of the world." Sister Betty Muhammad: Dear Holy Apostle "Certainly a Messenger has come to you from among yourselves, grievous to him is your falling into distress, most solicitous for you, to the believers (he is) compassionate, merciful." Holy Qur'an 9:128 Christ on Sisters Staying out Late in School. "Several Sisters in the Nation of Islam were working at night in various jobs also some Sisters were going to school at night. The Honorable Elijah Muhammad did not approve of this: The Honorable Elijah Muhammad on Sisters Taking late classes: "Dear Sister, if you have two more years to complete your course, why not go to the Professor and tell him to place you on DAY time as you cannot trust yourself coming out to school at night. Tell him, "I am afraid I will be attacked because sometimes maybe my husband will not be able to pick me up or bring me, and also my religious Teacher has ORDERED me to stay home at night, lest I get involved with rapists and people who have no respect for women out in the night." You tell him that. And tell him again that you are a Muslim and that we are NOT ALLOWED in the street at night. And he will respect you and the Divine Power of God over the Muslims. God Will help you to do anything that is good and He will MAKE the enemy to bow. Do not worry about it. If he does not comply, STAY HOME just the same and maybe we can get a college professor to finish teaching you that which you lack in education." Honorable Elijah Muhammad: Dear Holy Apostle by Betty Muhammad The Honorable Elijah Muhammad on Sisters working at night: Dear Sister: I do not care if you are working sixty feet from your house or six blocks, which could be near a mile. If it is in the night, I do NOT approve of it." Dear Holy Apostle: Sister Betty Muhammad Accompany Wife/Sister at Night: "Dear Brother: Why did you let your wife drive out alone at night from any Mosque, when the Law FORBIDS our Sisters to be out after night? This is what Allah was showing you that would happen, as I have already taught you, that they (Sisters) are SUBJECT TO ATTACK. KEEP YOUR WIFE OUT OF THE STREETS at night Brother. I DO NOT CARE what Mosque she was coming from, she had no business being there to leave alone unless you were with her. And I do not care what office she holds, if you are not with her, the LAW OF ISLAM does not give you any credit for letting your wife drive around in the streets alone at night" Honorable Elijah Muhammad: Dear Holy Apostle by Sister Betty Muhammad The Honorable Elijah Muhammad on Sisters Working at night: "You Sisters exposing themselves to coming home after dark put them at the mercy of rapers and insulting people. As you know, these things are going on now worse than they ever were. A righteous Muslim like yourself should not be out in any such "traffic" of the wicked. Allah will bless you to get BETTER EMPLOYMENT if you ask your employer for better hours. IF you are already working during the day and this is the hour that you get off, try finding, in the "name of Allah," another job so that you can work in the daytime. May Allah bless you to live the life of a Muslim." Letter from Honorable Elijah Muhammad explaining Sisters Working at night is forbidden: Dear Holy Apostle by Sister Betty Muhammad #Christ warns "If You are ordered to stay inside the house, do that. In the Holy Qur'an, there was a great shaking! Be careful and seek guidance." Honorable Elijah Muhammad: Dear Holy Apostle by Sister Betty Muhammad. "There may come a time when you won't be able to come to the Mosque, but the Qur'an says, “Make your homes places of worship.” Farrakhan The Honorable Elijah Muhammad was taught directly from God what would take place here in a few days. (Plagues, judgements, Destruction, violence, etc). And he was taught what we would have to do to survive it. If we would please pay close attention to every single word I'm quoting from him and his Representative, #Farrakhan, and others; even if we don't understand them. IF we apply them in our lives then maybe we won't have to suffer the GRIEF from the LOSS or hurt of our Mother or wife, daughter or sister at the hands of these demons. IMAGINE it's late at night. And you are coming home from work. You enter your home, And you call out for your Mother, your wife, sister, daughter, etc. And they are not there. They are supposed to be there, but they are not. And you start to worry. And THEN the phone rings, and it is a hospital, or the police knocks on your door telling you something terrible has happened. Something that SHOULD have been prevented IF we had obeyed the Commands of God: "Obey My Messenger." Brothers. We have to step it up. I don't care what you think about me, what you believe, or how you feel. WE MUST PROTECT OUR WOMEN BETTER THAN WE HAVE! We have not been doing the Best we can in securing our women and girls, and if that does not change, we will have no one to blame but ourselves. Our Sisters must be escorted from all Mosque meetings after dark. No Sister should be leaving at night without an escort home. That means Brothers, we have to make our meetings. Sisters if it is night, ask to be escorted, have a Brother follow you all the way home, and make sure you get into your home safely before he leaves, the Brother does not have to go inside. There is really no excuse for any Sister to have to leave any Mosque/ Church/ Organization alone, at night. None. If the Sisters can't get escorts home at night then they should not come. There should be a Brother over this post at every meeting, who's only job is to make sure every Sister who is coming to the Mosque has an escort home. With Modern technology, this should not be a problem. If you go to Church at night, make sure you get an escort home. Demand the Brothers in the Church or whatever organization you belong to step it up. Who do you think will be held accountable if any of our women are attacked coming home at night without an escort? What if our Mosque, what if our Churches are attacked, and the only people there are our women and girls? There should NEVER be just One Brother on M.G.T post on Saturday. Ever. Is that the value we place on our Sisters? Minister Ava warns "In my view, I think that Modesty is probably one of the Most Critical subjects that we could talk about in today's season, which is the fulness of Time. And as the enemy of our liberation makes ONE LAST DESPERATE ATTEMPT to destroy the black woman, we know that a nation can rise no higher than its woman. The enemy understands that very well. To be #Modest or Moderate is to be balanced." Ava Muhammad @DrAvaMuhammad M.G.T, Please cover up. It is for your protection. It does not matter if you are just going to the store or going on social media , cover yourself. Allah is warning you through His Messenger, the Min Farrakhan. Who repeatedly warns us that "EVERY word" he says we are going to face. This is what he said on Saviours' Day 2012 "Now you that are on Face Book(Social Media). You can't wait to put your stupidity before the world! I got to say it. Some of you CALL yourselves Muslims. You won't even go on Face Book wearing a #Hijab! You want men to see you. So you act like the street whore! YES I'm Saying it, Because TOMORROW You're Going to SUFFER for the things that you do in the Name of ALLAH!!! You can't go on no damn television and not represent who you are and CLAIM to be that! You want to be a whore then you be that! But not in the Name of Allah! Now if you all can't take what I'm saying then you can go! If I'm too hot for you then this is the last day that we have communication." #Farrakhan SD2012 Minister Farrakhan on Uphill Road for the M.G.T and G.C.C. "Sisters: We don't ask you to go out in the neighborhood like the men, knocking on doors. That's NOT your job. The Uphill road for you is different. You know what it takes to DRESS like you're dressed, and walk through the streets with your hair COVERED, your body COVERED, respecting yourself as a woman? That's YOUR Uphill Road. Sisters when you are in public, as you meet women who admire you and they wish to talk to you, you are free to talk to them. Men may admire you, too, but you are NOT to just stop and engage a man because the man that sees a beautiful woman covered, he wants to "open the book" and "read its pages." And some men may be sincere, but that's NOT your role to discern whether they are or aren't. You just tell them, "If you'd like to know more, the mosque is at 7351 Stony Island Avenue(http://www.noi.org). You're welcome," and keep going." Honorable Minister Farrakhan: Restrictive Laws of Islam "And it behoves not a believing man or a believing woman, when Allah and His Messenger have decided an affair, to exercise a choice in their matter. And whoever disobeys Allah and His Messenger, he surely strays off to manifest error." 33:36 The Minister warns "MGTGCC: Why do you have to show them what they're going to get before they commit?.. You are attracting a man in the lowest kind of way. And stupid Brother, that's what he's looking for! Six months later he's saying, "What in the hell did I do?" Honorable Minister #Farrakhan: Restrictive Laws of Islam No MUSLIM Brother wants a Sister who is not covered when in public. Period. These hypocrites and weak brothers complementing you on your social media are only deceiving you to the fire. If you walked into the Mosque without your head covered would these same brothers compliment you? Who are you trying to impress? Who are you trying to please? Are you trying to please these weak brothers and hypocrites, or Allah and His Christ? Do we really want the Friendship of God? How do we get that? God's Friendship? Brother Jabril gives us the ONLY way to earn the Friendship of God: "How do you become a friend of God? Obey Him. The relationship is "Master/servant. We can't tell Him anything." Brother Jabril Muhammad Minister Ava warns "It is CRITICAL, that as women, the Number ONE thing we have to be is #Modest. Not only in DRESS, but in BEHAVIOR. We should not be found fraternizing with males. When I came into the Nation of Islam we did not have little private conversations with the F.O.I or other men. We didn't linger or talk or have these little side bars." Ava Muhammad Elevated Places with Dr. Ava Muhammad @DrAvaMuhammad F.O.I, if we are doing this we must stop. Stop liking pictures of sisters not covered. IF Allah hates it, If the Christ hates it, if the Minister hates it, what are we doing liking it? "And they will say to their skins: Why bear ye witness against us? And you did not cover yourselves lest your ears and your eyes and your skins should bear witness against you, but you thought that Allah knew not much of what you did. And that, your (evil) thought which you entertained about your Lord, ruined you, so have you become of the lost ones." Holy Qur'an 41:21-23 These gas stations are becoming more and more dangerous for our women. We must start doing this for them, putting gas in the cars. Sisters, have someone fill your car up if you can. Never go to any gas station at night. Brother if you are married, before you leave, make sure your wife/daughter/mother/sister has gas in her car. There is going to come a time when we will be ordered to stay in our homes, do it. But we won't be able to follow that command if we ignore the Order from Allah to prepare by storing 2-3 weeks or 2-3 months worth of food/water/groceries for EVERY member of our home. General Order #1 Take Charge of This Post, and ALL Temple Property in view. Don't tell me your Mother or Sister does not believe. You PREPARE them. So Because our Mothers/Sisters/Daughters don't see what we see, yet, we won't prepare them? Why do you think YOU were chosen to See FIRST? To sit and watch them die? No, We Prepare our Families. Yes, Even if you have to spend your own money, make sure our Mothers and Sisters and Daughters are PREPARED. Because All of them will come around. How do I know this? Because The Honorable Elijah Muhammad told us in Theology of Time: "You are going to remember these words (From Theology of Time) and you are going to come back to Elijah Muhammad and shake my hand and say:'Mr Muhammad, I am with you.' I know you are going to do that. I don't care what you believe in now. You can believe in voodooism. It doesn't make any difference to me. But there is a time set that Allah is going to force you to believe in what I am teaching. You are not to get away with this running to some other god. No! Allah is going to make you to bow to Him." "Therefore God exalted him to the highest place and gave him the name that is above every name, that at the name of Jesus every knee should bow, in heaven and on earth and under the earth, and every tongue acknowledge that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father." Philippians 2:9-11 So We Must Prepare Our Families. And WHEN they See what we see. They will have food, water, and supplies. Stay away from ALL Sporting events. The Minister teaches "The FIRST step toward growing into the Mind of God is to DESIRE to do His Will. THEN, we must LEARN to OBEY His Commands. Allah (God) tests and tries His Servant to see how well he will obey Commands that he does NOT understand. He gradually brings the servant into understanding of what he has obeyed, but only AFTER obedience. Through the suffering that accompanies obeying Allah (God) comes understanding and the Servant gradually grows into the Thinking of Allah (God). " #Farrakhan Study Guide 18 "O people, KEEP your DUTY to your Lord; surely the Shock of The Hour is a grievous thing. The day you see it, every woman giving suck will forget her suckling and every pregnant one will lay down her burden, and thou wilt see men as drunken, yet they will not be drunken, but the chastisement of Allah will be severe." Holy Qur'an 22:1-2 The Minister warns "God KNOWS their(Whites) thoughts, their plans, and because He knew them BEFORE they came into existence He PLANNED THEIR DESTRUCTION BEFORE they were Born." Farrakhan: Divine Destruction of America #Christ warns "America will be overtaken one day and will be slaughtered. They will not be able, out of all the Muslims in this country, to kill over 300 before the end of them will come. That number of 300 is not from myself but from the mouth of God. He (the enemy) won't be able to get over 300 Muslims before they kill him. He knows all of this. The enemy is BOUND to attack us one day. But we have what they call in the Bible seven Angels with us and Allah said, "The devil is not enough for one." All of the seven would like to get a hold of him." Honorable Elijah Muhammad: Theology of Time Christ Teaches "He #MasterFardMuhammad SENT Saviours after us. Think over that. SENT Saviours -- LOTS of Saviours, to gather you from the hands of your enemy. " 

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#DisasterPreparedness : How to survive The enemy's ATTACK on our women/girls: FIERY SERPENTS: The Tipping Point "O you who believe, IF you keep your duty to Allah, He will grant you a distinction and do away with your evils and protect you. And Allah is the Lord of mighty grace." Holy Qur'an 8:29 #Farrakhan warns "Some of you say you love your children. But you're liars. You don't love your children the way you act! Because you're sentencing your own children to death by your own foolishness! IF you loved your children you would strive to be right! IF you loved your children you would strive to set a better example for them! IF you loved your children you would be careful of what you SAY and what you DO!" Farrakhan: Divine Destruction of America What is a TIPPING POINT? According to Whatis.com, "the TIPPING POINT is the critical point in an evolving situation that leads to a new and irreversible development. The term is said to have originated in the field of epidemiology when an infectious disease reaches a point beyond any local ability to control it from spreading more widely. A TIPPING POINT is often considered to be a turning point." For over 80 years we have been warned by #Christ, Minister #Farrakhan, and others, that one day the mask of civility would come off of our open enemy: the white man and woman of America. One day soon, they will attack us. Brother Jabril warns us here "There's going to come a time, at some point, when our brother (Farrakhan) has to leave. There's going to come a point in time when this country will attack us. That's going to happen. There's going to come a time when God will attack them and destroy them. Crush them thoroughly." Brother Jabril Muhammad: Motives Brother Jabril warns us here "Most of us are not going to see that God has really come until this country has been brought low. Until the White man has lost his power. The Lucky ones shall see spiritually PRIOR to that and those are the ones that shall be HIDDEN in the days of God's Wrath, which shall break out not long after Minister Farrakhan Departs." Brother Jabril Muhammad Have you ever considered what it would take to push them (the Caucasian) over the edge? Very little. Most of us, at some point in time, have had some experience in dealing with white folks. Whether it be work, school, or maybe some of us consider some of them friends. And have you ever noticed how they get when under stress, pressure, or they get upset? Have you seen the glimpses of that rage? The natural hatred they have for you and me? Why am I saying this? Is it to bash white folks? No, it is my hopes, Allah willing, to help us prepare for what is around the corner so that we won't be bitten by these fiery serpents. It really doesn't take much to set them off. And in a few days, they will reach their TIPPING POINT. Allah is pushing them to it as you read this. Why? Minister Farrakhan warns us in Divine Destruction of America that God is going to "Make you cry out for the Destruction of your enemy because He is going to send that same enemy to Destroy You for your unwillingness to Come Out of Her(America)" Come out of America How? The Minister Goes on to explain: "Come out of her name, her religion, her false worship. So that we be not partakers of her sins and plagues." Later he states, "Whatever we are doing that we KNOW is WRONG, we have to straighten it out, straighten it up. If you don't, it's on you." That dark period of time (the plagues and destruction mentioned in Bible and Holy Qur'an) is upon us. And In a few moments these White people are going to SNAP, and I pray that God blesses all of those striving to live a righteous life, the believers, to tighten up our homes, our ranks, our churches and our organizations in regards to the security of the Black Woman: The SECURITY of our Mothers, wives, daughters, sisters, aunts, cousins, nieces. Our women and girls are in such grave danger as never before in the history of this world because many of us have been lulled to sleep by this false show of friendship put over on us by our open enemy. And when they (Caucasians) finally SNAP, it may be our women who they attack FIRST. Well Brothers, how much do we really Love and Value our black woman? Sisters, how much do you value yourselves? How does God see you? Master Fard Muhammad warns "The M.G.T. & G.C.C.: I can sit on top of the world and tell everyone that the most beautiful Nation is in the wilderness of North America. But do not let me catch any sister other than herself in regards to living the Life and weighing properly." Recently I had a vision of the Honorable Elijah Muhammad, who we in The Nation of Islam believe is The Exalted Christ, the One who comes at the End of this evil, wicked world of satan to Crush the wicked. And in that vision, The Honorable Elijah Muhammad is ordering the chastisement of two sisters (M.G.T.). As they were being led to their chastisement they seemed very afraid. Every day since that vision this has been on my mind. What did they do to come under such chastisement? What did they do to make Christ so upset with them? In the Vision they LOOKED how they were supposed look, as far as size. They were dressed how they were supposed to be dressed. But they had done something. If you would like to read about the vision I had you can send me an email to writermdm@gmail.com and I'll email it to you. I think about Lot's wife. She turned and looked back. After being warned, not by Lot, but by the angels themselves. "As it was in the days of Lot and Sodom and Gomorrah, so shall it be at the coming of the Son of Man." I think about this particular vision every day. And I think about what it means and why that was put inside of my head? I teach Disaster Preparedness and my goal, my aim, my Purpose, my life's work is to get as many of us as prepared as I can in the time that we have left, with the Help of Allah. So what am I supposed to do with a vision like that? And then the other day I picked up a book by Sister Betty Muhammad called, "Dear Holy Apostle". A book that All of us should read. Sister Betty was one of the Honorable #Elijah Muhammad's secretaries, and is presently a secretary for the Honorable Minister Farrakhan. Her book "Dear Holy Apostle" is filled with letters written by the Honorable Elijah Muhammad (who is alive and in power) about many different subjects, many of which, deals with our Sisters. As I was reading his letters, the vision kept coming to my mind, the images of those two sisters kept coming to my mind, because of what he wrote in those letters. I had heard of this book before, and had the opportunity to buy it many times. But never did. Then one day, I was sitting down studying, and I looked up and saw the book sitting on a counter and Allah moved me to read it immediately. The more I read, the more I felt compelled to write what I am writing now because I see so much danger, so much pain and suffering coming to us from the way we are conducting ourselves at the present time. We have been off in some ways of following what he wanted. All of us Need to get this book (Dear Holy Apostle). All of us, whether we are currently registered/ active in the Nation of Islam or not. We need to get it and study his words and apply them to our lives, our Mosque lives, our church lives, our home lives, at once. Or we face DIVINE CHASTISEMENT. (Contact Sister Betty Muhammad here: ashantimu@aol.com or (602) 391- 5986 Call/text/or email her and she can get to you an Ebook or a hard copy of "Dear Holy Apostle") In Divine Destruction of America, The Minister warns: "The BEST of you will come from a WORD. The rest of you will come from a WHIPPING.. And I will say to ALL of You that have known the words of the Honorable Elijah Muhammad, You KNOW what He Wants. You KNOW what he said God would be Pleased with and what he said God would not be pleased with. Then You Stop Playing with yourself. Get it right. It's clear. Now if you say you love your people? Why won't you help me warn them?" I asked Sister Betty if I could use some excerpts from her book to help us better prepare for what is about to happen here soon. Read the Honorable Elijah Muhammad's Words, and as you read his words, REFLECT on what Pleases God and His Christ and let us be found lining up with that so all of us can be under the Protection, Security, Favor of God. In "Dear Holy Apostle", Sister Betty states: "The women of the Nation of Islam are so loved and protected by the Honorable Elijah Muhammad, Messenger of Allah, that he does not permit us to ride the public transportation facilities (buses, taxi's, etc.) without a companion such as your husband, father or another Sister. He wants us to be safe at ALL times. He teaches us the proper way to dress at home and abroad (no mini-dresses) not only because it is modest but also because our garments are shields for our protection against our open enemies. The garment that sweeps the floor demands respect. And the woman who is properly dressed in a long garment that sweeps the floor receives respect from the Nations of the world." Sister Betty Muhammad: Dear Holy Apostle "Certainly a Messenger has come to you from among yourselves, grievous to him is your falling into distress, most solicitous for you, to the believers (he is) compassionate, merciful." Holy Qur'an 9:128 Christ on Sisters Staying out Late in School. "Several Sisters in the Nation of Islam were working at night in various jobs also some Sisters were going to school at night. The Honorable Elijah Muhammad did not approve of this: The Honorable Elijah Muhammad on Sisters Taking late classes: "Dear Sister, if you have two more years to complete your course, why not go to the Professor and tell him to place you on DAY time as you cannot trust yourself coming out to school at night. Tell him, "I am afraid I will be attacked because sometimes maybe my husband will not be able to pick me up or bring me, and also my religious Teacher has ORDERED me to stay home at night, lest I get involved with rapists and people who have no respect for women out in the night." You tell him that. And tell him again that you are a Muslim and that we are NOT ALLOWED in the street at night. And he will respect you and the Divine Power of God over the Muslims. God Will help you to do anything that is good and He will MAKE the enemy to bow. Do not worry about it. If he does not comply, STAY HOME just the same and maybe we can get a college professor to finish teaching you that which you lack in education." Honorable Elijah Muhammad: Dear Holy Apostle by Betty Muhammad The Honorable Elijah Muhammad on Sisters working at night: Dear Sister: I do not care if you are working sixty feet from your house or six blocks, which could be near a mile. If it is in the night, I do NOT approve of it." Dear Holy Apostle: Sister Betty Muhammad Accompany Wife/Sister at Night: "Dear Brother: Why did you let your wife drive out alone at night from any Mosque, when the Law FORBIDS our Sisters to be out after night? This is what Allah was showing you that would happen, as I have already taught you, that they (Sisters) are SUBJECT TO ATTACK. KEEP YOUR WIFE OUT OF THE STREETS at night Brother. I DO NOT CARE what Mosque she was coming from, she had no business being there to leave alone unless you were with her. And I do not care what office she holds, if you are not with her, the LAW OF ISLAM does not give you any credit for letting your wife drive around in the streets alone at night" Honorable Elijah Muhammad: Dear Holy Apostle by Sister Betty Muhammad The Honorable Elijah Muhammad on Sisters Working at night: "You Sisters exposing themselves to coming home after dark put them at the mercy of rapers and insulting people. As you know, these things are going on now worse than they ever were. A righteous Muslim like yourself should not be out in any such "traffic" of the wicked. Allah will bless you to get BETTER EMPLOYMENT if you ask your employer for better hours. IF you are already working during the day and this is the hour that you get off, try finding, in the "name of Allah," another job so that you can work in the daytime. May Allah bless you to live the life of a Muslim." Letter from Honorable Elijah Muhammad explaining Sisters Working at night is forbidden: Dear Holy Apostle by Sister Betty Muhammad #Christ warns "If You are ordered to stay inside the house, do that. In the Holy Qur'an, there was a great shaking! Be careful and seek guidance." Honorable Elijah Muhammad: Dear Holy Apostle by Sister Betty Muhammad. "There may come a time when you won't be able to come to the Mosque, but the Qur'an says, “Make your homes places of worship.” Farrakhan The Honorable Elijah Muhammad was taught directly from God what would take place here in a few days. (Plagues, judgements, Destruction, violence, etc). And he was taught what we would have to do to survive it. If we would please pay close attention to every single word I'm quoting from him and his Representative, #Farrakhan, and others; even if we don't understand them. IF we apply them in our lives then maybe we won't have to suffer the GRIEF from the LOSS or hurt of our Mother or wife, daughter or sister at the hands of these demons. IMAGINE it's late at night. And you are coming home from work. You enter your home, And you call out for your Mother, your wife, sister, daughter, etc. And they are not there. They are supposed to be there, but they are not. And you start to worry. And THEN the phone rings, and it is a hospital, or the police knocks on your door telling you something terrible has happened. Something that SHOULD have been prevented IF we had obeyed the Commands of God: "Obey My Messenger." Brothers. We have to step it up. I don't care what you think about me, what you believe, or how you feel. WE MUST PROTECT OUR WOMEN BETTER THAN WE HAVE! We have not been doing the Best we can in securing our women and girls, and if that does not change, we will have no one to blame but ourselves. Our Sisters must be escorted from all Mosque meetings after dark. No Sister should be leaving at night without an escort home. That means Brothers, we have to make our meetings. Sisters if it is night, ask to be escorted, have a Brother follow you all the way home, and make sure you get into your home safely before he leaves, the Brother does not have to go inside. There is really no excuse for any Sister to have to leave any Mosque/ Church/ Organization alone, at night. None. If the Sisters can't get escorts home at night then they should not come. There should be a Brother over this post at every meeting, who's only job is to make sure every Sister who is coming to the Mosque has an escort home. With Modern technology, this should not be a problem. If you go to Church at night, make sure you get an escort home. Demand the Brothers in the Church or whatever organization you belong to step it up. Who do you think will be held accountable if any of our women are attacked coming home at night without an escort? What if our Mosque, what if our Churches are attacked, and the only people there are our women and girls? There should NEVER be just One Brother on M.G.T post on Saturday. Ever. Is that the value we place on our Sisters? Minister Ava warns "In my view, I think that Modesty is probably one of the Most Critical subjects that we could talk about in today's season, which is the fulness of Time. And as the enemy of our liberation makes ONE LAST DESPERATE ATTEMPT to destroy the black woman, we know that a nation can rise no higher than its woman. The enemy understands that very well. To be #Modest or Moderate is to be balanced." Ava Muhammad @DrAvaMuhammad M.G.T, Please cover up. It is for your protection. It does not matter if you are just going to the store or going on social media , cover yourself. Allah is warning you through His Messenger, the Min Farrakhan. Who repeatedly warns us that "EVERY word" he says we are going to face. This is what he said on Saviours' Day 2012 "Now you that are on Face Book(Social Media). You can't wait to put your stupidity before the world! I got to say it. Some of you CALL yourselves Muslims. You won't even go on Face Book wearing a #Hijab! You want men to see you. So you act like the street whore! YES I'm Saying it, Because TOMORROW You're Going to SUFFER for the things that you do in the Name of ALLAH!!! You can't go on no damn television and not represent who you are and CLAIM to be that! You want to be a whore then you be that! But not in the Name of Allah! Now if you all can't take what I'm saying then you can go! If I'm too hot for you then this is the last day that we have communication." #Farrakhan SD2012 Minister Farrakhan on Uphill Road for the M.G.T and G.C.C. "Sisters: We don't ask you to go out in the neighborhood like the men, knocking on doors. That's NOT your job. The Uphill road for you is different. You know what it takes to DRESS like you're dressed, and walk through the streets with your hair COVERED, your body COVERED, respecting yourself as a woman? That's YOUR Uphill Road. Sisters when you are in public, as you meet women who admire you and they wish to talk to you, you are free to talk to them. Men may admire you, too, but you are NOT to just stop and engage a man because the man that sees a beautiful woman covered, he wants to "open the book" and "read its pages." And some men may be sincere, but that's NOT your role to discern whether they are or aren't. You just tell them, "If you'd like to know more, the mosque is at 7351 Stony Island Avenue(http://www.noi.org). You're welcome," and keep going." Honorable Minister Farrakhan: Restrictive Laws of Islam "And it behoves not a believing man or a believing woman, when Allah and His Messenger have decided an affair, to exercise a choice in their matter. And whoever disobeys Allah and His Messenger, he surely strays off to manifest error." 33:36 The Minister warns "MGTGCC: Why do you have to show them what they're going to get before they commit?.. You are attracting a man in the lowest kind of way. And stupid Brother, that's what he's looking for! Six months later he's saying, "What in the hell did I do?" Honorable Minister #Farrakhan: Restrictive Laws of Islam No MUSLIM Brother wants a Sister who is not covered when in public. Period. These hypocrites and weak brothers complementing you on your social media are only deceiving you to the fire. If you walked into the Mosque without your head covered would these same brothers compliment you? Who are you trying to impress? Who are you trying to please? Are you trying to please these weak brothers and hypocrites, or Allah and His Christ? Do we really want the Friendship of God? How do we get that? God's Friendship? Brother Jabril gives us the ONLY way to earn the Friendship of God: "How do you become a friend of God? Obey Him. The relationship is "Master/servant. We can't tell Him anything." Brother Jabril Muhammad Minister Ava warns "It is CRITICAL, that as women, the Number ONE thing we have to be is #Modest. Not only in DRESS, but in BEHAVIOR. We should not be found fraternizing with males. When I came into the Nation of Islam we did not have little private conversations with the F.O.I or other men. We didn't linger or talk or have these little side bars." Ava Muhammad Elevated Places with Dr. Ava Muhammad @DrAvaMuhammad F.O.I, if we are doing this we must stop. Stop liking pictures of sisters not covered. IF Allah hates it, If the Christ hates it, if the Minister hates it, what are we doing liking it? "And they will say to their skins: Why bear ye witness against us? And you did not cover yourselves lest your ears and your eyes and your skins should bear witness against you, but you thought that Allah knew not much of what you did. And that, your (evil) thought which you entertained about your Lord, ruined you, so have you become of the lost ones." Holy Qur'an 41:21-23 These gas stations are becoming more and more dangerous for our women. We must start doing this for them, putting gas in the cars. Sisters, have someone fill your car up if you can. Never go to any gas station at night. Brother if you are married, before you leave, make sure your wife/daughter/mother/sister has gas in her car. There is going to come a time when we will be ordered to stay in our homes, do it. But we won't be able to follow that command if we ignore the Order from Allah to prepare by storing 2-3 weeks or 2-3 months worth of food/water/groceries for EVERY member of our home. General Order #1 Take Charge of This Post, and ALL Temple Property in view. Don't tell me your Mother or Sister does not believe. You PREPARE them. So Because our Mothers/Sisters/Daughters don't see what we see, yet, we won't prepare them? Why do you think YOU were chosen to See FIRST? To sit and watch them die? No, We Prepare our Families. Yes, Even if you have to spend your own money, make sure our Mothers and Sisters and Daughters are PREPARED. Because All of them will come around. How do I know this? Because The Honorable Elijah Muhammad told us in Theology of Time: "You are going to remember these words (From Theology of Time) and you are going to come back to Elijah Muhammad and shake my hand and say:'Mr Muhammad, I am with you.' I know you are going to do that. I don't care what you believe in now. You can believe in voodooism. It doesn't make any difference to me. But there is a time set that Allah is going to force you to believe in what I am teaching. You are not to get away with this running to some other god. No! Allah is going to make you to bow to Him." "Therefore God exalted him to the highest place and gave him the name that is above every name, that at the name of Jesus every knee should bow, in heaven and on earth and under the earth, and every tongue acknowledge that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father." Philippians 2:9-11 So We Must Prepare Our Families. And WHEN they See what we see. They will have food, water, and supplies. Stay away from ALL Sporting events. The Minister teaches "The FIRST step toward growing into the Mind of God is to DESIRE to do His Will. THEN, we must LEARN to OBEY His Commands. Allah (God) tests and tries His Servant to see how well he will obey Commands that he does NOT understand. He gradually brings the servant into understanding of what he has obeyed, but only AFTER obedience. Through the suffering that accompanies obeying Allah (God) comes understanding and the Servant gradually grows into the Thinking of Allah (God). " #Farrakhan Study Guide 18 "O people, KEEP your DUTY to your Lord; surely the Shock of The Hour is a grievous thing. The day you see it, every woman giving suck will forget her suckling and every pregnant one will lay down her burden, and thou wilt see men as drunken, yet they will not be drunken, but the chastisement of Allah will be severe." Holy Qur'an 22:1-2 The Minister warns "God KNOWS their(Whites) thoughts, their plans, and because He knew them BEFORE they came into existence He PLANNED THEIR DESTRUCTION BEFORE they were Born." Farrakhan: Divine Destruction of America #Christ warns "America will be overtaken one day and will be slaughtered. They will not be able, out of all the Muslims in this country, to kill over 300 before the end of them will come. That number of 300 is not from myself but from the mouth of God. He (the enemy) won't be able to get over 300 Muslims before they kill him. He knows all of this. The enemy is BOUND to attack us one day. But we have what they call in the Bible seven Angels with us and Allah said, "The devil is not enough for one." All of the seven would like to get a hold of him." Honorable Elijah Muhammad: Theology of Time Christ Teaches "He #MasterFardMuhammad SENT Saviours after us. Think over that. SENT Saviours -- LOTS of Saviours, to gather you from the hands of your enemy. " 

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#DisasterPreparedness : How to survive The enemy's ATTACK on our women/girls: FIERY SERPENTS: The Tipping Point "O you who believe, IF you keep your duty to Allah, He will grant you a distinction and do away with your evils and protect you. And Allah is the Lord of mighty grace." Holy Qur'an 8:29 #Farrakhan warns "Some of you say you love your children. But you're liars. You don't love your children the way you act! Because you're sentencing your own children to death by your own foolishness! IF you loved your children you would strive to be right! IF you loved your children you would strive to set a better example for them! IF you loved your children you would be careful of what you SAY and what you DO!" Farrakhan: Divine Destruction of America What is a TIPPING POINT? According to Whatis.com, "the TIPPING POINT is the critical point in an evolving situation that leads to a new and irreversible development. The term is said to have originated in the field of epidemiology when an infectious disease reaches a point beyond any local ability to control it from spreading more widely. A TIPPING POINT is often considered to be a turning point." For over 80 years we have been warned by #Christ, Minister #Farrakhan, and others, that one day the mask of civility would come off of our open enemy: the white man and woman of America. One day soon, they will attack us. Brother Jabril warns us here "There's going to come a time, at some point, when our brother (Farrakhan) has to leave. There's going to come a point in time when this country will attack us. That's going to happen. There's going to come a time when God will attack them and destroy them. Crush them thoroughly." Brother Jabril Muhammad: Motives Brother Jabril warns us here "Most of us are not going to see that God has really come until this country has been brought low. Until the White man has lost his power. The Lucky ones shall see spiritually PRIOR to that and those are the ones that shall be HIDDEN in the days of God's Wrath, which shall break out not long after Minister Farrakhan Departs." Brother Jabril Muhammad Have you ever considered what it would take to push them (the Caucasian) over the edge? Very little. Most of us, at some point in time, have had some experience in dealing with white folks. Whether it be work, school, or maybe some of us consider some of them friends. And have you ever noticed how they get when under stress, pressure, or they get upset? Have you seen the glimpses of that rage? The natural hatred they have for you and me? Why am I saying this? Is it to bash white folks? No, it is my hopes, Allah willing, to help us prepare for what is around the corner so that we won't be bitten by these fiery serpents. It really doesn't take much to set them off. And in a few days, they will reach their TIPPING POINT. Allah is pushing them to it as you read this. Why? Minister Farrakhan warns us in Divine Destruction of America that God is going to "Make you cry out for the Destruction of your enemy because He is going to send that same enemy to Destroy You for your unwillingness to Come Out of Her(America)" Come out of America How? The Minister Goes on to explain: "Come out of her name, her religion, her false worship. So that we be not partakers of her sins and plagues." Later he states, "Whatever we are doing that we KNOW is WRONG, we have to straighten it out, straighten it up. If you don't, it's on you." That dark period of time (the plagues and destruction mentioned in Bible and Holy Qur'an) is upon us. And In a few moments these White people are going to SNAP, and I pray that God blesses all of those striving to live a righteous life, the believers, to tighten up our homes, our ranks, our churches and our organizations in regards to the security of the Black Woman: The SECURITY of our Mothers, wives, daughters, sisters, aunts, cousins, nieces. Our women and girls are in such grave danger as never before in the history of this world because many of us have been lulled to sleep by this false show of friendship put over on us by our open enemy. And when they (Caucasians) finally SNAP, it may be our women who they attack FIRST. Well Brothers, how much do we really Love and Value our black woman? Sisters, how much do you value yourselves? How does God see you? Master Fard Muhammad warns "The M.G.T. & G.C.C.: I can sit on top of the world and tell everyone that the most beautiful Nation is in the wilderness of North America. But do not let me catch any sister other than herself in regards to living the Life and weighing properly." Recently I had a vision of the Honorable Elijah Muhammad, who we in The Nation of Islam believe is The Exalted Christ, the One who comes at the End of this evil, wicked world of satan to Crush the wicked. And in that vision, The Honorable Elijah Muhammad is ordering the chastisement of two sisters (M.G.T.). As they were being led to their chastisement they seemed very afraid. Every day since that vision this has been on my mind. What did they do to come under such chastisement? What did they do to make Christ so upset with them? In the Vision they LOOKED how they were supposed look, as far as size. They were dressed how they were supposed to be dressed. But they had done something. If you would like to read about the vision I had you can send me an email to writermdm@gmail.com and I'll email it to you. I think about Lot's wife. She turned and looked back. After being warned, not by Lot, but by the angels themselves. "As it was in the days of Lot and Sodom and Gomorrah, so shall it be at the coming of the Son of Man." I think about this particular vision every day. And I think about what it means and why that was put inside of my head? I teach Disaster Preparedness and my goal, my aim, my Purpose, my life's work is to get as many of us as prepared as I can in the time that we have left, with the Help of Allah. So what am I supposed to do with a vision like that? And then the other day I picked up a book by Sister Betty Muhammad called, "Dear Holy Apostle". A book that All of us should read. Sister Betty was one of the Honorable #Elijah Muhammad's secretaries, and is presently a secretary for the Honorable Minister Farrakhan. Her book "Dear Holy Apostle" is filled with letters written by the Honorable Elijah Muhammad (who is alive and in power) about many different subjects, many of which, deals with our Sisters. As I was reading his letters, the vision kept coming to my mind, the images of those two sisters kept coming to my mind, because of what he wrote in those letters. I had heard of this book before, and had the opportunity to buy it many times. But never did. Then one day, I was sitting down studying, and I looked up and saw the book sitting on a counter and Allah moved me to read it immediately. The more I read, the more I felt compelled to write what I am writing now because I see so much danger, so much pain and suffering coming to us from the way we are conducting ourselves at the present time. We have been off in some ways of following what he wanted. All of us Need to get this book (Dear Holy Apostle). All of us, whether we are currently registered/ active in the Nation of Islam or not. We need to get it and study his words and apply them to our lives, our Mosque lives, our church lives, our home lives, at once. Or we face DIVINE CHASTISEMENT. (Contact Sister Betty Muhammad here: ashantimu@aol.com or (602) 391- 5986 Call/text/or email her and she can get to you an Ebook or a hard copy of "Dear Holy Apostle") In Divine Destruction of America, The Minister warns: "The BEST of you will come from a WORD. The rest of you will come from a WHIPPING.. And I will say to ALL of You that have known the words of the Honorable Elijah Muhammad, You KNOW what He Wants. You KNOW what he said God would be Pleased with and what he said God would not be pleased with. Then You Stop Playing with yourself. Get it right. It's clear. Now if you say you love your people? Why won't you help me warn them?" I asked Sister Betty if I could use some excerpts from her book to help us better prepare for what is about to happen here soon. Read the Honorable Elijah Muhammad's Words, and as you read his words, REFLECT on what Pleases God and His Christ and let us be found lining up with that so all of us can be under the Protection, Security, Favor of God. In "Dear Holy Apostle", Sister Betty states: "The women of the Nation of Islam are so loved and protected by the Honorable Elijah Muhammad, Messenger of Allah, that he does not permit us to ride the public transportation facilities (buses, taxi's, etc.) without a companion such as your husband, father or another Sister. He wants us to be safe at ALL times. He teaches us the proper way to dress at home and abroad (no mini-dresses) not only because it is modest but also because our garments are shields for our protection against our open enemies. The garment that sweeps the floor demands respect. And the woman who is properly dressed in a long garment that sweeps the floor receives respect from the Nations of the world." Sister Betty Muhammad: Dear Holy Apostle "Certainly a Messenger has come to you from among yourselves, grievous to him is your falling into distress, most solicitous for you, to the believers (he is) compassionate, merciful." Holy Qur'an 9:128 Christ on Sisters Staying out Late in School. "Several Sisters in the Nation of Islam were working at night in various jobs also some Sisters were going to school at night. The Honorable Elijah Muhammad did not approve of this: The Honorable Elijah Muhammad on Sisters Taking late classes: "Dear Sister, if you have two more years to complete your course, why not go to the Professor and tell him to place you on DAY time as you cannot trust yourself coming out to school at night. Tell him, "I am afraid I will be attacked because sometimes maybe my husband will not be able to pick me up or bring me, and also my religious Teacher has ORDERED me to stay home at night, lest I get involved with rapists and people who have no respect for women out in the night." You tell him that. And tell him again that you are a Muslim and that we are NOT ALLOWED in the street at night. And he will respect you and the Divine Power of God over the Muslims. God Will help you to do anything that is good and He will MAKE the enemy to bow. Do not worry about it. If he does not comply, STAY HOME just the same and maybe we can get a college professor to finish teaching you that which you lack in education." Honorable Elijah Muhammad: Dear Holy Apostle by Betty Muhammad The Honorable Elijah Muhammad on Sisters working at night: Dear Sister: I do not care if you are working sixty feet from your house or six blocks, which could be near a mile. If it is in the night, I do NOT approve of it." Dear Holy Apostle: Sister Betty Muhammad Accompany Wife/Sister at Night: "Dear Brother: Why did you let your wife drive out alone at night from any Mosque, when the Law FORBIDS our Sisters to be out after night? This is what Allah was showing you that would happen, as I have already taught you, that they (Sisters) are SUBJECT TO ATTACK. KEEP YOUR WIFE OUT OF THE STREETS at night Brother. I DO NOT CARE what Mosque she was coming from, she had no business being there to leave alone unless you were with her. And I do not care what office she holds, if you are not with her, the LAW OF ISLAM does not give you any credit for letting your wife drive around in the streets alone at night" Honorable Elijah Muhammad: Dear Holy Apostle by Sister Betty Muhammad The Honorable Elijah Muhammad on Sisters Working at night: "You Sisters exposing themselves to coming home after dark put them at the mercy of rapers and insulting people. As you know, these things are going on now worse than they ever were. A righteous Muslim like yourself should not be out in any such "traffic" of the wicked. Allah will bless you to get BETTER EMPLOYMENT if you ask your employer for better hours. IF you are already working during the day and this is the hour that you get off, try finding, in the "name of Allah," another job so that you can work in the daytime. May Allah bless you to live the life of a Muslim." Letter from Honorable Elijah Muhammad explaining Sisters Working at night is forbidden: Dear Holy Apostle by Sister Betty Muhammad #Christ warns "If You are ordered to stay inside the house, do that. In the Holy Qur'an, there was a great shaking! Be careful and seek guidance." Honorable Elijah Muhammad: Dear Holy Apostle by Sister Betty Muhammad. "There may come a time when you won't be able to come to the Mosque, but the Qur'an says, “Make your homes places of worship.” Farrakhan The Honorable Elijah Muhammad was taught directly from God what would take place here in a few days. (Plagues, judgements, Destruction, violence, etc). And he was taught what we would have to do to survive it. If we would please pay close attention to every single word I'm quoting from him and his Representative, #Farrakhan, and others; even if we don't understand them. IF we apply them in our lives then maybe we won't have to suffer the GRIEF from the LOSS or hurt of our Mother or wife, daughter or sister at the hands of these demons. IMAGINE it's late at night. And you are coming home from work. You enter your home, And you call out for your Mother, your wife, sister, daughter, etc. And they are not there. They are supposed to be there, but they are not. And you start to worry. And THEN the phone rings, and it is a hospital, or the police knocks on your door telling you something terrible has happened. Something that SHOULD have been prevented IF we had obeyed the Commands of God: "Obey My Messenger." Brothers. We have to step it up. I don't care what you think about me, what you believe, or how you feel. WE MUST PROTECT OUR WOMEN BETTER THAN WE HAVE! We have not been doing the Best we can in securing our women and girls, and if that does not change, we will have no one to blame but ourselves. Our Sisters must be escorted from all Mosque meetings after dark. No Sister should be leaving at night without an escort home. That means Brothers, we have to make our meetings. Sisters if it is night, ask to be escorted, have a Brother follow you all the way home, and make sure you get into your home safely before he leaves, the Brother does not have to go inside. There is really no excuse for any Sister to have to leave any Mosque/ Church/ Organization alone, at night. None. If the Sisters can't get escorts home at night then they should not come. There should be a Brother over this post at every meeting, who's only job is to make sure every Sister who is coming to the Mosque has an escort home. With Modern technology, this should not be a problem. If you go to Church at night, make sure you get an escort home. Demand the Brothers in the Church or whatever organization you belong to step it up. Who do you think will be held accountable if any of our women are attacked coming home at night without an escort? What if our Mosque, what if our Churches are attacked, and the only people there are our women and girls? There should NEVER be just One Brother on M.G.T post on Saturday. Ever. Is that the value we place on our Sisters? Minister Ava warns "In my view, I think that Modesty is probably one of the Most Critical subjects that we could talk about in today's season, which is the fulness of Time. And as the enemy of our liberation makes ONE LAST DESPERATE ATTEMPT to destroy the black woman, we know that a nation can rise no higher than its woman. The enemy understands that very well. To be #Modest or Moderate is to be balanced." Ava Muhammad @DrAvaMuhammad M.G.T, Please cover up. It is for your protection. It does not matter if you are just going to the store or going on social media , cover yourself. Allah is warning you through His Messenger, the Min Farrakhan. Who repeatedly warns us that "EVERY word" he says we are going to face. This is what he said on Saviours' Day 2012 "Now you that are on Face Book(Social Media). You can't wait to put your stupidity before the world! I got to say it. Some of you CALL yourselves Muslims. You won't even go on Face Book wearing a #Hijab! You want men to see you. So you act like the street whore! YES I'm Saying it, Because TOMORROW You're Going to SUFFER for the things that you do in the Name of ALLAH!!! You can't go on no damn television and not represent who you are and CLAIM to be that! You want to be a whore then you be that! But not in the Name of Allah! Now if you all can't take what I'm saying then you can go! If I'm too hot for you then this is the last day that we have communication." #Farrakhan SD2012 Minister Farrakhan on Uphill Road for the M.G.T and G.C.C. "Sisters: We don't ask you to go out in the neighborhood like the men, knocking on doors. That's NOT your job. The Uphill road for you is different. You know what it takes to DRESS like you're dressed, and walk through the streets with your hair COVERED, your body COVERED, respecting yourself as a woman? That's YOUR Uphill Road. Sisters when you are in public, as you meet women who admire you and they wish to talk to you, you are free to talk to them. Men may admire you, too, but you are NOT to just stop and engage a man because the man that sees a beautiful woman covered, he wants to "open the book" and "read its pages." And some men may be sincere, but that's NOT your role to discern whether they are or aren't. You just tell them, "If you'd like to know more, the mosque is at 7351 Stony Island Avenue(http://www.noi.org). You're welcome," and keep going." Honorable Minister Farrakhan: Restrictive Laws of Islam "And it behoves not a believing man or a believing woman, when Allah and His Messenger have decided an affair, to exercise a choice in their matter. And whoever disobeys Allah and His Messenger, he surely strays off to manifest error." 33:36 The Minister warns "MGTGCC: Why do you have to show them what they're going to get before they commit?.. You are attracting a man in the lowest kind of way. And stupid Brother, that's what he's looking for! Six months later he's saying, "What in the hell did I do?" Honorable Minister #Farrakhan: Restrictive Laws of Islam No MUSLIM Brother wants a Sister who is not covered when in public. Period. These hypocrites and weak brothers complementing you on your social media are only deceiving you to the fire. If you walked into the Mosque without your head covered would these same brothers compliment you? Who are you trying to impress? Who are you trying to please? Are you trying to please these weak brothers and hypocrites, or Allah and His Christ? Do we really want the Friendship of God? How do we get that? God's Friendship? Brother Jabril gives us the ONLY way to earn the Friendship of God: "How do you become a friend of God? Obey Him. The relationship is "Master/servant. We can't tell Him anything." Brother Jabril Muhammad Minister Ava warns "It is CRITICAL, that as women, the Number ONE thing we have to be is #Modest. Not only in DRESS, but in BEHAVIOR. We should not be found fraternizing with males. When I came into the Nation of Islam we did not have little private conversations with the F.O.I or other men. We didn't linger or talk or have these little side bars." Ava Muhammad Elevated Places with Dr. Ava Muhammad @DrAvaMuhammad F.O.I, if we are doing this we must stop. Stop liking pictures of sisters not covered. IF Allah hates it, If the Christ hates it, if the Minister hates it, what are we doing liking it? "And they will say to their skins: Why bear ye witness against us? And you did not cover yourselves lest your ears and your eyes and your skins should bear witness against you, but you thought that Allah knew not much of what you did. And that, your (evil) thought which you entertained about your Lord, ruined you, so have you become of the lost ones." Holy Qur'an 41:21-23 These gas stations are becoming more and more dangerous for our women. We must start doing this for them, putting gas in the cars. Sisters, have someone fill your car up if you can. Never go to any gas station at night. Brother if you are married, before you leave, make sure your wife/daughter/mother/sister has gas in her car. There is going to come a time when we will be ordered to stay in our homes, do it. But we won't be able to follow that command if we ignore the Order from Allah to prepare by storing 2-3 weeks or 2-3 months worth of food/water/groceries for EVERY member of our home. General Order #1 Take Charge of This Post, and ALL Temple Property in view. Don't tell me your Mother or Sister does not believe. You PREPARE them. So Because our Mothers/Sisters/Daughters don't see what we see, yet, we won't prepare them? Why do you think YOU were chosen to See FIRST? To sit and watch them die? No, We Prepare our Families. Yes, Even if you have to spend your own money, make sure our Mothers and Sisters and Daughters are PREPARED. Because All of them will come around. How do I know this? Because The Honorable Elijah Muhammad told us in Theology of Time: "You are going to remember these words (From Theology of Time) and you are going to come back to Elijah Muhammad and shake my hand and say:'Mr Muhammad, I am with you.' I know you are going to do that. I don't care what you believe in now. You can believe in voodooism. It doesn't make any difference to me. But there is a time set that Allah is going to force you to believe in what I am teaching. You are not to get away with this running to some other god. No! Allah is going to make you to bow to Him." "Therefore God exalted him to the highest place and gave him the name that is above every name, that at the name of Jesus every knee should bow, in heaven and on earth and under the earth, and every tongue acknowledge that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father." Philippians 2:9-11 So We Must Prepare Our Families. And WHEN they See what we see. They will have food, water, and supplies. Stay away from ALL Sporting events. The Minister teaches "The FIRST step toward growing into the Mind of God is to DESIRE to do His Will. THEN, we must LEARN to OBEY His Commands. Allah (God) tests and tries His Servant to see how well he will obey Commands that he does NOT understand. He gradually brings the servant into understanding of what he has obeyed, but only AFTER obedience. Through the suffering that accompanies obeying Allah (God) comes understanding and the Servant gradually grows into the Thinking of Allah (God). " #Farrakhan Study Guide 18 "O people, KEEP your DUTY to your Lord; surely the Shock of The Hour is a grievous thing. The day you see it, every woman giving suck will forget her suckling and every pregnant one will lay down her burden, and thou wilt see men as drunken, yet they will not be drunken, but the chastisement of Allah will be severe." Holy Qur'an 22:1-2 The Minister warns "God KNOWS their(Whites) thoughts, their plans, and because He knew them BEFORE they came into existence He PLANNED THEIR DESTRUCTION BEFORE they were Born." Farrakhan: Divine Destruction of America #Christ warns "America will be overtaken one day and will be slaughtered. They will not be able, out of all the Muslims in this country, to kill over 300 before the end of them will come. That number of 300 is not from myself but from the mouth of God. He (the enemy) won't be able to get over 300 Muslims before they kill him. He knows all of this. The enemy is BOUND to attack us one day. But we have what they call in the Bible seven Angels with us and Allah said, "The devil is not enough for one." All of the seven would like to get a hold of him." Honorable Elijah Muhammad: Theology of Time Christ Teaches "He #MasterFardMuhammad SENT Saviours after us. Think over that. SENT Saviours -- LOTS of Saviours, to gather you from the hands of your enemy. " 

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#DisasterPreparedness : How to survive The enemy's ATTACK on our women/girls: FIERY SERPENTS: The Tipping Point "O you who believe, IF you keep your duty to Allah, He will grant you a distinction and do away with your evils and protect you. And Allah is the Lord of mighty grace." Holy Qur'an 8:29 #Farrakhan warns "Some of you say you love your children. But you're liars. You don't love your children the way you act! Because you're sentencing your own children to death by your own foolishness! IF you loved your children you would strive to be right! IF you loved your children you would strive to set a better example for them! IF you loved your children you would be careful of what you SAY and what you DO!" Farrakhan: Divine Destruction of America What is a TIPPING POINT? According to Whatis.com, "the TIPPING POINT is the critical point in an evolving situation that leads to a new and irreversible development. The term is said to have originated in the field of epidemiology when an infectious disease reaches a point beyond any local ability to control it from spreading more widely. A TIPPING POINT is often considered to be a turning point." For over 80 years we have been warned by #Christ, Minister #Farrakhan, and others, that one day the mask of civility would come off of our open enemy: the white man and woman of America. One day soon, they will attack us. Brother Jabril warns us here "There's going to come a time, at some point, when our brother (Farrakhan) has to leave. There's going to come a point in time when this country will attack us. That's going to happen. There's going to come a time when God will attack them and destroy them. Crush them thoroughly." Brother Jabril Muhammad: Motives Brother Jabril warns us here "Most of us are not going to see that God has really come until this country has been brought low. Until the White man has lost his power. The Lucky ones shall see spiritually PRIOR to that and those are the ones that shall be HIDDEN in the days of God's Wrath, which shall break out not long after Minister Farrakhan Departs." Brother Jabril Muhammad Have you ever considered what it would take to push them (the Caucasian) over the edge? Very little. Most of us, at some point in time, have had some experience in dealing with white folks. Whether it be work, school, or maybe some of us consider some of them friends. And have you ever noticed how they get when under stress, pressure, or they get upset? Have you seen the glimpses of that rage? The natural hatred they have for you and me? Why am I saying this? Is it to bash white folks? No, it is my hopes, Allah willing, to help us prepare for what is around the corner so that we won't be bitten by these fiery serpents. It really doesn't take much to set them off. And in a few days, they will reach their TIPPING POINT. Allah is pushing them to it as you read this. Why? Minister Farrakhan warns us in Divine Destruction of America that God is going to "Make you cry out for the Destruction of your enemy because He is going to send that same enemy to Destroy You for your unwillingness to Come Out of Her(America)" Come out of America How? The Minister Goes on to explain: "Come out of her name, her religion, her false worship. So that we be not partakers of her sins and plagues." Later he states, "Whatever we are doing that we KNOW is WRONG, we have to straighten it out, straighten it up. If you don't, it's on you." That dark period of time (the plagues and destruction mentioned in Bible and Holy Qur'an) is upon us. And In a few moments these White people are going to SNAP, and I pray that God blesses all of those striving to live a righteous life, the believers, to tighten up our homes, our ranks, our churches and our organizations in regards to the security of the Black Woman: The SECURITY of our Mothers, wives, daughters, sisters, aunts, cousins, nieces. Our women and girls are in such grave danger as never before in the history of this world because many of us have been lulled to sleep by this false show of friendship put over on us by our open enemy. And when they (Caucasians) finally SNAP, it may be our women who they attack FIRST. Well Brothers, how much do we really Love and Value our black woman? Sisters, how much do you value yourselves? How does God see you? Master Fard Muhammad warns "The M.G.T. & G.C.C.: I can sit on top of the world and tell everyone that the most beautiful Nation is in the wilderness of North America. But do not let me catch any sister other than herself in regards to living the Life and weighing properly." Recently I had a vision of the Honorable Elijah Muhammad, who we in The Nation of Islam believe is The Exalted Christ, the One who comes at the End of this evil, wicked world of satan to Crush the wicked. And in that vision, The Honorable Elijah Muhammad is ordering the chastisement of two sisters (M.G.T.). As they were being led to their chastisement they seemed very afraid. Every day since that vision this has been on my mind. What did they do to come under such chastisement? What did they do to make Christ so upset with them? In the Vision they LOOKED how they were supposed look, as far as size. They were dressed how they were supposed to be dressed. But they had done something. If you would like to read about the vision I had you can send me an email to writermdm@gmail.com and I'll email it to you. I think about Lot's wife. She turned and looked back. After being warned, not by Lot, but by the angels themselves. "As it was in the days of Lot and Sodom and Gomorrah, so shall it be at the coming of the Son of Man." I think about this particular vision every day. And I think about what it means and why that was put inside of my head? I teach Disaster Preparedness and my goal, my aim, my Purpose, my life's work is to get as many of us as prepared as I can in the time that we have left, with the Help of Allah. So what am I supposed to do with a vision like that? And then the other day I picked up a book by Sister Betty Muhammad called, "Dear Holy Apostle". A book that All of us should read. Sister Betty was one of the Honorable #Elijah Muhammad's secretaries, and is presently a secretary for the Honorable Minister Farrakhan. Her book "Dear Holy Apostle" is filled with letters written by the Honorable Elijah Muhammad (who is alive and in power) about many different subjects, many of which, deals with our Sisters. As I was reading his letters, the vision kept coming to my mind, the images of those two sisters kept coming to my mind, because of what he wrote in those letters. I had heard of this book before, and had the opportunity to buy it many times. But never did. Then one day, I was sitting down studying, and I looked up and saw the book sitting on a counter and Allah moved me to read it immediately. The more I read, the more I felt compelled to write what I am writing now because I see so much danger, so much pain and suffering coming to us from the way we are conducting ourselves at the present time. We have been off in some ways of following what he wanted. All of us Need to get this book (Dear Holy Apostle). All of us, whether we are currently registered/ active in the Nation of Islam or not. We need to get it and study his words and apply them to our lives, our Mosque lives, our church lives, our home lives, at once. Or we face DIVINE CHASTISEMENT. (Contact Sister Betty Muhammad here: ashantimu@aol.com or (602) 391- 5986 Call/text/or email her and she can get to you an Ebook or a hard copy of "Dear Holy Apostle") In Divine Destruction of America, The Minister warns: "The BEST of you will come from a WORD. The rest of you will come from a WHIPPING.. And I will say to ALL of You that have known the words of the Honorable Elijah Muhammad, You KNOW what He Wants. You KNOW what he said God would be Pleased with and what he said God would not be pleased with. Then You Stop Playing with yourself. Get it right. It's clear. Now if you say you love your people? Why won't you help me warn them?" I asked Sister Betty if I could use some excerpts from her book to help us better prepare for what is about to happen here soon. Read the Honorable Elijah Muhammad's Words, and as you read his words, REFLECT on what Pleases God and His Christ and let us be found lining up with that so all of us can be under the Protection, Security, Favor of God. In "Dear Holy Apostle", Sister Betty states: "The women of the Nation of Islam are so loved and protected by the Honorable Elijah Muhammad, Messenger of Allah, that he does not permit us to ride the public transportation facilities (buses, taxi's, etc.) without a companion such as your husband, father or another Sister. He wants us to be safe at ALL times. He teaches us the proper way to dress at home and abroad (no mini-dresses) not only because it is modest but also because our garments are shields for our protection against our open enemies. The garment that sweeps the floor demands respect. And the woman who is properly dressed in a long garment that sweeps the floor receives respect from the Nations of the world." Sister Betty Muhammad: Dear Holy Apostle "Certainly a Messenger has come to you from among yourselves, grievous to him is your falling into distress, most solicitous for you, to the believers (he is) compassionate, merciful." Holy Qur'an 9:128 Christ on Sisters Staying out Late in School. "Several Sisters in the Nation of Islam were working at night in various jobs also some Sisters were going to school at night. The Honorable Elijah Muhammad did not approve of this: The Honorable Elijah Muhammad on Sisters Taking late classes: "Dear Sister, if you have two more years to complete your course, why not go to the Professor and tell him to place you on DAY time as you cannot trust yourself coming out to school at night. Tell him, "I am afraid I will be attacked because sometimes maybe my husband will not be able to pick me up or bring me, and also my religious Teacher has ORDERED me to stay home at night, lest I get involved with rapists and people who have no respect for women out in the night." You tell him that. And tell him again that you are a Muslim and that we are NOT ALLOWED in the street at night. And he will respect you and the Divine Power of God over the Muslims. God Will help you to do anything that is good and He will MAKE the enemy to bow. Do not worry about it. If he does not comply, STAY HOME just the same and maybe we can get a college professor to finish teaching you that which you lack in education." Honorable Elijah Muhammad: Dear Holy Apostle by Betty Muhammad The Honorable Elijah Muhammad on Sisters working at night: Dear Sister: I do not care if you are working sixty feet from your house or six blocks, which could be near a mile. If it is in the night, I do NOT approve of it." Dear Holy Apostle: Sister Betty Muhammad Accompany Wife/Sister at Night: "Dear Brother: Why did you let your wife drive out alone at night from any Mosque, when the Law FORBIDS our Sisters to be out after night? This is what Allah was showing you that would happen, as I have already taught you, that they (Sisters) are SUBJECT TO ATTACK. KEEP YOUR WIFE OUT OF THE STREETS at night Brother. I DO NOT CARE what Mosque she was coming from, she had no business being there to leave alone unless you were with her. And I do not care what office she holds, if you are not with her, the LAW OF ISLAM does not give you any credit for letting your wife drive around in the streets alone at night" Honorable Elijah Muhammad: Dear Holy Apostle by Sister Betty Muhammad The Honorable Elijah Muhammad on Sisters Working at night: "You Sisters exposing themselves to coming home after dark put them at the mercy of rapers and insulting people. As you know, these things are going on now worse than they ever were. A righteous Muslim like yourself should not be out in any such "traffic" of the wicked. Allah will bless you to get BETTER EMPLOYMENT if you ask your employer for better hours. IF you are already working during the day and this is the hour that you get off, try finding, in the "name of Allah," another job so that you can work in the daytime. May Allah bless you to live the life of a Muslim." Letter from Honorable Elijah Muhammad explaining Sisters Working at night is forbidden: Dear Holy Apostle by Sister Betty Muhammad #Christ warns "If You are ordered to stay inside the house, do that. In the Holy Qur'an, there was a great shaking! Be careful and seek guidance." Honorable Elijah Muhammad: Dear Holy Apostle by Sister Betty Muhammad. "There may come a time when you won't be able to come to the Mosque, but the Qur'an says, “Make your homes places of worship.” Farrakhan The Honorable Elijah Muhammad was taught directly from God what would take place here in a few days. (Plagues, judgements, Destruction, violence, etc). And he was taught what we would have to do to survive it. If we would please pay close attention to every single word I'm quoting from him and his Representative, #Farrakhan, and others; even if we don't understand them. IF we apply them in our lives then maybe we won't have to suffer the GRIEF from the LOSS or hurt of our Mother or wife, daughter or sister at the hands of these demons. IMAGINE it's late at night. And you are coming home from work. You enter your home, And you call out for your Mother, your wife, sister, daughter, etc. And they are not there. They are supposed to be there, but they are not. And you start to worry. And THEN the phone rings, and it is a hospital, or the police knocks on your door telling you something terrible has happened. Something that SHOULD have been prevented IF we had obeyed the Commands of God: "Obey My Messenger." Brothers. We have to step it up. I don't care what you think about me, what you believe, or how you feel. WE MUST PROTECT OUR WOMEN BETTER THAN WE HAVE! We have not been doing the Best we can in securing our women and girls, and if that does not change, we will have no one to blame but ourselves. Our Sisters must be escorted from all Mosque meetings after dark. No Sister should be leaving at night without an escort home. That means Brothers, we have to make our meetings. Sisters if it is night, ask to be escorted, have a Brother follow you all the way home, and make sure you get into your home safely before he leaves, the Brother does not have to go inside. There is really no excuse for any Sister to have to leave any Mosque/ Church/ Organization alone, at night. None. If the Sisters can't get escorts home at night then they should not come. There should be a Brother over this post at every meeting, who's only job is to make sure every Sister who is coming to the Mosque has an escort home. With Modern technology, this should not be a problem. If you go to Church at night, make sure you get an escort home. Demand the Brothers in the Church or whatever organization you belong to step it up. Who do you think will be held accountable if any of our women are attacked coming home at night without an escort? What if our Mosque, what if our Churches are attacked, and the only people there are our women and girls? There should NEVER be just One Brother on M.G.T post on Saturday. Ever. Is that the value we place on our Sisters? Minister Ava warns "In my view, I think that Modesty is probably one of the Most Critical subjects that we could talk about in today's season, which is the fulness of Time. And as the enemy of our liberation makes ONE LAST DESPERATE ATTEMPT to destroy the black woman, we know that a nation can rise no higher than its woman. The enemy understands that very well. To be #Modest or Moderate is to be balanced." Ava Muhammad @DrAvaMuhammad M.G.T, Please cover up. It is for your protection. It does not matter if you are just going to the store or going on social media , cover yourself. Allah is warning you through His Messenger, the Min Farrakhan. Who repeatedly warns us that "EVERY word" he says we are going to face. This is what he said on Saviours' Day 2012 "Now you that are on Face Book(Social Media). You can't wait to put your stupidity before the world! I got to say it. Some of you CALL yourselves Muslims. You won't even go on Face Book wearing a #Hijab! You want men to see you. So you act like the street whore! YES I'm Saying it, Because TOMORROW You're Going to SUFFER for the things that you do in the Name of ALLAH!!! You can't go on no damn television and not represent who you are and CLAIM to be that! You want to be a whore then you be that! But not in the Name of Allah! Now if you all can't take what I'm saying then you can go! If I'm too hot for you then this is the last day that we have communication." #Farrakhan SD2012 Minister Farrakhan on Uphill Road for the M.G.T and G.C.C. "Sisters: We don't ask you to go out in the neighborhood like the men, knocking on doors. That's NOT your job. The Uphill road for you is different. You know what it takes to DRESS like you're dressed, and walk through the streets with your hair COVERED, your body COVERED, respecting yourself as a woman? That's YOUR Uphill Road. Sisters when you are in public, as you meet women who admire you and they wish to talk to you, you are free to talk to them. Men may admire you, too, but you are NOT to just stop and engage a man because the man that sees a beautiful woman covered, he wants to "open the book" and "read its pages." And some men may be sincere, but that's NOT your role to discern whether they are or aren't. You just tell them, "If you'd like to know more, the mosque is at 7351 Stony Island Avenue(http://www.noi.org). You're welcome," and keep going." Honorable Minister Farrakhan: Restrictive Laws of Islam "And it behoves not a believing man or a believing woman, when Allah and His Messenger have decided an affair, to exercise a choice in their matter. And whoever disobeys Allah and His Messenger, he surely strays off to manifest error." 33:36 The Minister warns "MGTGCC: Why do you have to show them what they're going to get before they commit?.. You are attracting a man in the lowest kind of way. And stupid Brother, that's what he's looking for! Six months later he's saying, "What in the hell did I do?" Honorable Minister #Farrakhan: Restrictive Laws of Islam No MUSLIM Brother wants a Sister who is not covered when in public. Period. These hypocrites and weak brothers complementing you on your social media are only deceiving you to the fire. If you walked into the Mosque without your head covered would these same brothers compliment you? Who are you trying to impress? Who are you trying to please? Are you trying to please these weak brothers and hypocrites, or Allah and His Christ? Do we really want the Friendship of God? How do we get that? God's Friendship? Brother Jabril gives us the ONLY way to earn the Friendship of God: "How do you become a friend of God? Obey Him. The relationship is "Master/servant. We can't tell Him anything." Brother Jabril Muhammad Minister Ava warns "It is CRITICAL, that as women, the Number ONE thing we have to be is #Modest. Not only in DRESS, but in BEHAVIOR. We should not be found fraternizing with males. When I came into the Nation of Islam we did not have little private conversations with the F.O.I or other men. We didn't linger or talk or have these little side bars." Ava Muhammad Elevated Places with Dr. Ava Muhammad @DrAvaMuhammad F.O.I, if we are doing this we must stop. Stop liking pictures of sisters not covered. IF Allah hates it, If the Christ hates it, if the Minister hates it, what are we doing liking it? "And they will say to their skins: Why bear ye witness against us? And you did not cover yourselves lest your ears and your eyes and your skins should bear witness against you, but you thought that Allah knew not much of what you did. And that, your (evil) thought which you entertained about your Lord, ruined you, so have you become of the lost ones." Holy Qur'an 41:21-23 These gas stations are becoming more and more dangerous for our women. We must start doing this for them, putting gas in the cars. Sisters, have someone fill your car up if you can. Never go to any gas station at night. Brother if you are married, before you leave, make sure your wife/daughter/mother/sister has gas in her car. There is going to come a time when we will be ordered to stay in our homes, do it. But we won't be able to follow that command if we ignore the Order from Allah to prepare by storing 2-3 weeks or 2-3 months worth of food/water/groceries for EVERY member of our home. General Order #1 Take Charge of This Post, and ALL Temple Property in view. Don't tell me your Mother or Sister does not believe. You PREPARE them. So Because our Mothers/Sisters/Daughters don't see what we see, yet, we won't prepare them? Why do you think YOU were chosen to See FIRST? To sit and watch them die? No, We Prepare our Families. Yes, Even if you have to spend your own money, make sure our Mothers and Sisters and Daughters are PREPARED. Because All of them will come around. How do I know this? Because The Honorable Elijah Muhammad told us in Theology of Time: "You are going to remember these words (From Theology of Time) and you are going to come back to Elijah Muhammad and shake my hand and say:'Mr Muhammad, I am with you.' I know you are going to do that. I don't care what you believe in now. You can believe in voodooism. It doesn't make any difference to me. But there is a time set that Allah is going to force you to believe in what I am teaching. You are not to get away with this running to some other god. No! Allah is going to make you to bow to Him." "Therefore God exalted him to the highest place and gave him the name that is above every name, that at the name of Jesus every knee should bow, in heaven and on earth and under the earth, and every tongue acknowledge that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father." Philippians 2:9-11 So We Must Prepare Our Families. And WHEN they See what we see. They will have food, water, and supplies. Stay away from ALL Sporting events. The Minister teaches "The FIRST step toward growing into the Mind of God is to DESIRE to do His Will. THEN, we must LEARN to OBEY His Commands. Allah (God) tests and tries His Servant to see how well he will obey Commands that he does NOT understand. He gradually brings the servant into understanding of what he has obeyed, but only AFTER obedience. Through the suffering that accompanies obeying Allah (God) comes understanding and the Servant gradually grows into the Thinking of Allah (God). " #Farrakhan Study Guide 18 "O people, KEEP your DUTY to your Lord; surely the Shock of The Hour is a grievous thing. The day you see it, every woman giving suck will forget her suckling and every pregnant one will lay down her burden, and thou wilt see men as drunken, yet they will not be drunken, but the chastisement of Allah will be severe." Holy Qur'an 22:1-2 The Minister warns "God KNOWS their(Whites) thoughts, their plans, and because He knew them BEFORE they came into existence He PLANNED THEIR DESTRUCTION BEFORE they were Born." Farrakhan: Divine Destruction of America #Christ warns "America will be overtaken one day and will be slaughtered. They will not be able, out of all the Muslims in this country, to kill over 300 before the end of them will come. That number of 300 is not from myself but from the mouth of God. He (the enemy) won't be able to get over 300 Muslims before they kill him. He knows all of this. The enemy is BOUND to attack us one day. But we have what they call in the Bible seven Angels with us and Allah said, "The devil is not enough for one." All of the seven would like to get a hold of him." Honorable Elijah Muhammad: Theology of Time Christ Teaches "He #MasterFardMuhammad SENT Saviours after us. Think over that. SENT Saviours -- LOTS of Saviours, to gather you from the hands of your enemy. " 

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How to survive The enemy's ATTACK on women/girls: FIERY SERPENTS: The Tipping Point "O you who believe, IF you keep your duty to Allah, He will grant you a distinction and do away with your evils and protect you. And Allah is the Lord of mighty grace." Holy Qur'an 8:29 #Farrakhan warns "Some of you say you love your children. But you're liars. You don't love your children the way you act! Because you're sentencing your own children to death by your own foolishness! IF you loved your children you would strive to be right! IF you loved your children you would strive to set a better example for them! IF you loved your children you would be careful of what you SAY and what you DO!" Farrakhan: Divine Destruction of America What is a TIPPING POINT? According to Whatis.com, "the TIPPING POINT is the critical point in an evolving situation that leads to a new and irreversible development. The term is said to have originated in the field of epidemiology when an infectious disease reaches a point beyond any local ability to control it from spreading more widely. A TIPPING POINT is often considered to be a turning point." For over 80 years we have been warned by #Christ, Minister #Farrakhan, and others, that one day the mask of civility would come off of our open enemy: the white man and woman of America. One day soon, they will attack us. Brother Jabril warns us here "There's going to come a time, at some point, when our brother (Farrakhan) has to leave. There's going to come a point in time when this country will attack us. That's going to happen. There's going to come a time when God will attack them and destroy them. Crush them thoroughly." Brother Jabril Muhammad: Motives Brother Jabril warns us here "Most of us are not going to see that God has really come until this country has been brought low. Until the White man has lost his power. The Lucky ones shall see spiritually PRIOR to that and those are the ones that shall be HIDDEN in the days of God's Wrath, which shall break out not long after Minister Farrakhan Departs." Brother Jabril Muhammad Have you ever considered what it would take to push them (the Caucasian) over the edge? Very little. Most of us, at some point in time, have had some experience in dealing with white folks. Whether it be work, school, or maybe some of us consider some of them friends. And have you ever noticed how they get when under stress, pressure, or they get upset? Have you seen the glimpses of that rage? The natural hatred they have for you and me? Why am I saying this? Is it to bash white folks? No, it is my hopes, Allah willing, to help us prepare for what is around the corner so that we won't be bitten by these fiery serpents. It really doesn't take much to set them off. And in a few days, they will reach their TIPPING POINT. Allah is pushing them to it as you read this. Why? Minister Farrakhan warns us in Divine Destruction of America that God is going to "Make you cry out for the Destruction of your enemy because He is going to send that same enemy to Destroy You for your unwillingness to Come Out of Her(America)" Come out of America How? The Minister Goes on to explain: "Come out of her name, her religion, her false worship. So that we be not partakers of her sins and plagues." Later he states, "Whatever we are doing that we KNOW is WRONG, we have to straighten it out, straighten it up. If you don't, it's on you." That dark period of time (the plagues and destruction mentioned in Bible and Holy Qur'an) is upon us. And In a few moments these White people are going to SNAP, and I pray that God blesses all of those striving to live a righteous life, the believers, to tighten up our homes, our ranks, our churches and our organizations in regards to the security of the Black Woman: The SECURITY of our Mothers, wives, daughters, sisters, aunts, cousins, nieces. Our women and girls are in such grave danger as never before in the history of this world because many of us have been lulled to sleep by this false show of friendship put over on us by our open enemy. And when they (Caucasians) finally SNAP, it may be our women who they attack FIRST. Well Brothers, how much do we really Love and Value our black woman? Sisters, how much do you value yourselves? How does God see you? Master Fard Muhammad warns "The M.G.T. & G.C.C.: I can sit on top of the world and tell everyone that the most beautiful Nation is in the wilderness of North America. But do not let me catch any sister other than herself in regards to living the Life and weighing properly." Recently I had a vision of the Honorable Elijah Muhammad, who we in The Nation of Islam believe is The Exalted Christ, the One who comes at the End of this evil, wicked world of satan to Crush the wicked. And in that vision, The Honorable Elijah Muhammad is ordering the chastisement of two sisters (M.G.T.). As they were being led to their chastisement they seemed very afraid. Every day since that vision this has been on my mind. What did they do to come under such chastisement? What did they do to make Christ so upset with them? In the Vision they LOOKED how they were supposed look, as far as size. They were dressed how they were supposed to be dressed. But they had done something. If you would like to read about the vision I had you can send me an email to writermdm@gmail.com and I'll email it to you. I think about Lot's wife. She turned and looked back. After being warned, not by Lot, but by the angels themselves. "As it was in the days of Lot and Sodom and Gomorrah, so shall it be at the coming of the Son of Man." I think about this particular vision every day. And I think about what it means and why that was put inside of my head? I teach Disaster Preparedness and my goal, my aim, my Purpose, my life's work is to get as many of us as prepared as I can in the time that we have left, with the Help of Allah. So what am I supposed to do with a vision like that? And then the other day I picked up a book by Sister Betty Muhammad called, "Dear Holy Apostle". A book that All of us should read. Sister Betty was one of the Honorable #Elijah Muhammad's secretaries, and is presently a secretary for the Honorable Minister Farrakhan. Her book "Dear Holy Apostle" is filled with letters written by the Honorable Elijah Muhammad (who is alive and in power) about many different subjects, many of which, deals with our Sisters. As I was reading his letters, the vision kept coming to my mind, the images of those two sisters kept coming to my mind, because of what he wrote in those letters. I had heard of this book before, and had the opportunity to buy it many times. But never did. Then one day, I was sitting down studying, and I looked up and saw the book sitting on a counter and Allah moved me to read it immediately. The more I read, the more I felt compelled to write what I am writing now because I see so much danger, so much pain and suffering coming to us from the way we are conducting ourselves at the present time. We have been off in some ways of following what he wanted. All of us Need to get this book (Dear Holy Apostle). All of us, whether we are currently registered/ active in the Nation of Islam or not. We need to get it and study his words and apply them to our lives, our Mosque lives, our church lives, our home lives, at once. Or we face DIVINE CHASTISEMENT. (Contact Sister Betty Muhammad here: ashantimu@aol.com or (602) 391- 5986 Call/text/or email her and she can get to you an Ebook or a hard copy of "Dear Holy Apostle") In Divine Destruction of America, The Minister warns: "The BEST of you will come from a WORD. The rest of you will come from a WHIPPING.. And I will say to ALL of You that have known the words of the Honorable Elijah Muhammad, You KNOW what He Wants. You KNOW what he said God would be Pleased with and what he said God would not be pleased with. Then You Stop Playing with yourself. Get it right. It's clear. Now if you say you love your people? Why won't you help me warn them?" I asked Sister Betty if I could use some excerpts from her book to help us better prepare for what is about to happen here soon. Read the Honorable Elijah Muhammad's Words, and as you read his words, REFLECT on what Pleases God and His Christ and let us be found lining up with that so all of us can be under the Protection, Security, Favor of God. In "Dear Holy Apostle", Sister Betty states: "The women of the Nation of Islam are so loved and protected by the Honorable Elijah Muhammad, Messenger of Allah, that he does not permit us to ride the public transportation facilities (buses, taxi's, etc.) without a companion such as your husband, father or another Sister. He wants us to be safe at ALL times. He teaches us the proper way to dress at home and abroad (no mini-dresses) not only because it is modest but also because our garments are shields for our protection against our open enemies. The garment that sweeps the floor demands respect. And the woman who is properly dressed in a long garment that sweeps the floor receives respect from the Nations of the world." Sister Betty Muhammad: Dear Holy Apostle "Certainly a Messenger has come to you from among yourselves, grievous to him is your falling into distress, most solicitous for you, to the believers (he is) compassionate, merciful." Holy Qur'an 9:128 Christ on Sisters Staying out Late in School. "Several Sisters in the Nation of Islam were working at night in various jobs also some Sisters were going to school at night. The Honorable Elijah Muhammad did not approve of this: The Honorable Elijah Muhammad on Sisters Taking late classes: "Dear Sister, if you have two more years to complete your course, why not go to the Professor and tell him to place you on DAY time as you cannot trust yourself coming out to school at night. Tell him, "I am afraid I will be attacked because sometimes maybe my husband will not be able to pick me up or bring me, and also my religious Teacher has ORDERED me to stay home at night, lest I get involved with rapists and people who have no respect for women out in the night." You tell him that. And tell him again that you are a Muslim and that we are NOT ALLOWED in the street at night. And he will respect you and the Divine Power of God over the Muslims. God Will help you to do anything that is good and He will MAKE the enemy to bow. Do not worry about it. If he does not comply, STAY HOME just the same and maybe we can get a college professor to finish teaching you that which you lack in education." Honorable Elijah Muhammad: Dear Holy Apostle by Betty Muhammad The Honorable Elijah Muhammad on Sisters working at night: Dear Sister: I do not care if you are working sixty feet from your house or six blocks, which could be near a mile. If it is in the night, I do NOT approve of it." Dear Holy Apostle: Sister Betty Muhammad Accompany Wife/Sister at Night: "Dear Brother: Why did you let your wife drive out alone at night from any Mosque, when the Law FORBIDS our Sisters to be out after night? This is what Allah was showing you that would happen, as I have already taught you, that they (Sisters) are SUBJECT TO ATTACK. KEEP YOUR WIFE OUT OF THE STREETS at night Brother. I DO NOT CARE what Mosque she was coming from, she had no business being there to leave alone unless you were with her. And I do not care what office she holds, if you are not with her, the LAW OF ISLAM does not give you any credit for letting your wife drive around in the streets alone at night" Honorable Elijah Muhammad: Dear Holy Apostle by Sister Betty Muhammad The Honorable Elijah Muhammad on Sisters Working at night: "You Sisters exposing themselves to coming home after dark put them at the mercy of rapers and insulting people. As you know, these things are going on now worse than they ever were. A righteous Muslim like yourself should not be out in any such "traffic" of the wicked. Allah will bless you to get BETTER EMPLOYMENT if you ask your employer for better hours. IF you are already working during the day and this is the hour that you get off, try finding, in the "name of Allah," another job so that you can work in the daytime. May Allah bless you to live the life of a Muslim." Letter from Honorable Elijah Muhammad explaining Sisters Working at night is forbidden: Dear Holy Apostle by Sister Betty Muhammad #Christ warns "If You are ordered to stay inside the house, do that. In the Holy Qur'an, there was a great shaking! Be careful and seek guidance." Honorable Elijah Muhammad: Dear Holy Apostle by Sister Betty Muhammad. "There may come a time when you won't be able to come to the Mosque, but the Qur'an says, “Make your homes places of worship.” Farrakhan The Honorable Elijah Muhammad was taught directly from God what would take place here in a few days. (Plagues, judgements, Destruction, violence, etc). And he was taught what we would have to do to survive it. If we would please pay close attention to every single word I'm quoting from him and his Representative, #Farrakhan, and others; even if we don't understand them. IF we apply them in our lives then maybe we won't have to suffer the GRIEF from the LOSS or hurt of our Mother or wife, daughter or sister at the hands of these demons. IMAGINE it's late at night. And you are coming home from work. You enter your home, And you call out for your Mother, your wife, sister, daughter, etc. And they are not there. They are supposed to be there, but they are not. And you start to worry. And THEN the phone rings, and it is a hospital, or the police knocks on your door telling you something terrible has happened. Something that SHOULD have been prevented IF we had obeyed the Commands of God: "Obey My Messenger." Brothers. We have to step it up. I don't care what you think about me, what you believe, or how you feel. WE MUST PROTECT OUR WOMEN BETTER THAN WE HAVE! We have not been doing the Best we can in securing our women and girls, and if that does not change, we will have no one to blame but ourselves. Our Sisters must be escorted from all Mosque meetings after dark. No Sister should be leaving at night without an escort home. That means Brothers, we have to make our meetings. Sisters if it is night, ask to be escorted, have a Brother follow you all the way home, and make sure you get into your home safely before he leaves, the Brother does not have to go inside. There is really no excuse for any Sister to have to leave any Mosque/ Church/ Organization alone, at night. None. If the Sisters can't get escorts home at night then they should not come. There should be a Brother over this post at every meeting, who's only job is to make sure every Sister who is coming to the Mosque has an escort home. With Modern technology, this should not be a problem. If you go to Church at night, make sure you get an escort home. Demand the Brothers in the Church or whatever organization you belong to step it up. Who do you think will be held accountable if any of our women are attacked coming home at night without an escort? What if our Mosque, what if our Churches are attacked, and the only people there are our women and girls? There should NEVER be just One Brother on M.G.T post on Saturday. Ever. Is that the value we place on our Sisters? Minister Ava warns "In my view, I think that Modesty is probably one of the Most Critical subjects that we could talk about in today's season, which is the fulness of Time. And as the enemy of our liberation makes ONE LAST DESPERATE ATTEMPT to destroy the black woman, we know that a nation can rise no higher than its woman. The enemy understands that very well. To be #Modest or Moderate is to be balanced." Ava Muhammad @DrAvaMuhammad M.G.T, Please cover up. It is for your protection. It does not matter if you are just going to the store or going on social media , cover yourself. Allah is warning you through His Messenger, the Min Farrakhan. Who repeatedly warns us that "EVERY word" he says we are going to face. This is what he said on Saviours' Day 2012 "Now you that are on Face Book(Social Media). You can't wait to put your stupidity before the world! I got to say it. Some of you CALL yourselves Muslims. You won't even go on Face Book wearing a #Hijab! You want men to see you. So you act like the street whore! YES I'm Saying it, Because TOMORROW You're Going to SUFFER for the things that you do in the Name of ALLAH!!! You can't go on no damn television and not represent who you are and CLAIM to be that! You want to be a whore then you be that! But not in the Name of Allah! Now if you all can't take what I'm saying then you can go! If I'm too hot for you then this is the last day that we have communication." #Farrakhan SD2012 Minister Farrakhan on Uphill Road for the M.G.T and G.C.C. "Sisters: We don't ask you to go out in the neighborhood like the men, knocking on doors. That's NOT your job. The Uphill road for you is different. You know what it takes to DRESS like you're dressed, and walk through the streets with your hair COVERED, your body COVERED, respecting yourself as a woman? That's YOUR Uphill Road. Sisters when you are in public, as you meet women who admire you and they wish to talk to you, you are free to talk to them. Men may admire you, too, but you are NOT to just stop and engage a man because the man that sees a beautiful woman covered, he wants to "open the book" and "read its pages." And some men may be sincere, but that's NOT your role to discern whether they are or aren't. You just tell them, "If you'd like to know more, the mosque is at 7351 Stony Island Avenue(http://www.noi.org). You're welcome," and keep going." Honorable Minister Farrakhan: Restrictive Laws of Islam "And it behoves not a believing man or a believing woman, when Allah and His Messenger have decided an affair, to exercise a choice in their matter. And whoever disobeys Allah and His Messenger, he surely strays off to manifest error." 33:36 The Minister warns "MGTGCC: Why do you have to show them what they're going to get before they commit?.. You are attracting a man in the lowest kind of way. And stupid Brother, that's what he's looking for! Six months later he's saying, "What in the hell did I do?" Honorable Minister #Farrakhan: Restrictive Laws of Islam No MUSLIM Brother wants a Sister who is not covered when in public. Period. These hypocrites and weak brothers complementing you on your social media are only deceiving you to the fire. If you walked into the Mosque without your head covered would these same brothers compliment you? Who are you trying to impress? Who are you trying to please? Are you trying to please these weak brothers and hypocrites, or Allah and His Christ? Do we really want the Friendship of God? How do we get that? God's Friendship? Brother Jabril gives us the ONLY way to earn the Friendship of God: "How do you become a friend of God? Obey Him. The relationship is "Master/servant. We can't tell Him anything." Brother Jabril Muhammad Minister Ava warns "It is CRITICAL, that as women, the Number ONE thing we have to be is #Modest. Not only in DRESS, but in BEHAVIOR. We should not be found fraternizing with males. When I came into the Nation of Islam we did not have little private conversations with the F.O.I or other men. We didn't linger or talk or have these little side bars." Ava Muhammad Elevated Places with Dr. Ava Muhammad @DrAvaMuhammad F.O.I, if we are doing this we must stop. Stop liking pictures of sisters not covered. IF Allah hates it, If the Christ hates it, if the Minister hates it, what are we doing liking it? "And they will say to their skins: Why bear ye witness against us? And you did not cover yourselves lest your ears and your eyes and your skins should bear witness against you, but you thought that Allah knew not much of what you did. And that, your (evil) thought which you entertained about your Lord, ruined you, so have you become of the lost ones." Holy Qur'an 41:21-23 These gas stations are becoming more and more dangerous for our women. We must start doing this for them, putting gas in the cars. Sisters, have someone fill your car up if you can. Never go to any gas station at night. Brother if you are married, before you leave, make sure your wife/daughter/mother/sister has gas in her car. There is going to come a time when we will be ordered to stay in our homes, do it. But we won't be able to follow that command if we ignore the Order from Allah to prepare by storing 2-3 weeks or 2-3 months worth of food/water/groceries for EVERY member of our home. General Order #1 Take Charge of This Post, and ALL Temple Property in view. Don't tell me your Mother or Sister does not believe. You PREPARE them. So Because our Mothers/Sisters/Daughters don't see what we see, yet, we won't prepare them? Why do you think YOU were chosen to See FIRST? To sit and watch them die? No, We Prepare our Families. Yes, Even if you have to spend your own money, make sure our Mothers and Sisters and Daughters are PREPARED. Because All of them will come around. How do I know this? Because The Honorable Elijah Muhammad told us in Theology of Time: "You are going to remember these words (From Theology of Time) and you are going to come back to Elijah Muhammad and shake my hand and say:'Mr Muhammad, I am with you.' I know you are going to do that. I don't care what you believe in now. You can believe in voodooism. It doesn't make any difference to me. But there is a time set that Allah is going to force you to believe in what I am teaching. You are not to get away with this running to some other god. No! Allah is going to make you to bow to Him." "Therefore God exalted him to the highest place and gave him the name that is above every name, that at the name of Jesus every knee should bow, in heaven and on earth and under the earth, and every tongue acknowledge that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father." Philippians 2:9-11 So We Must Prepare Our Families. And WHEN they See what we see. They will have food, water, and supplies. Stay away from ALL Sporting events. The Minister teaches "The FIRST step toward growing into the Mind of God is to DESIRE to do His Will. THEN, we must LEARN to OBEY His Commands. Allah (God) tests and tries His Servant to see how well he will obey Commands that he does NOT understand. He gradually brings the servant into understanding of what he has obeyed, but only AFTER obedience. Through the suffering that accompanies obeying Allah (God) comes understanding and the Servant gradually grows into the Thinking of Allah (God). " #Farrakhan Study Guide 18 "O people, KEEP your DUTY to your Lord; surely the Shock of The Hour is a grievous thing. The day you see it, every woman giving suck will forget her suckling and every pregnant one will lay down her burden, and thou wilt see men as drunken, yet they will not be drunken, but the chastisement of Allah will be severe." Holy Qur'an 22:1-2 The Minister warns "God KNOWS their(Whites) thoughts, their plans, and because He knew them BEFORE they came into existence He PLANNED THEIR DESTRUCTION BEFORE they were Born." Farrakhan: Divine Destruction of America #Christ warns "America will be overtaken one day and will be slaughtered. They will not be able, out of all the Muslims in this country, to kill over 300 before the end of them will come. That number of 300 is not from myself but from the mouth of God. He (the enemy) won't be able to get over 300 Muslims before they kill him. He knows all of this. The enemy is BOUND to attack us one day. But we have what they call in the Bible seven Angels with us and Allah said, "The devil is not enough for one." All of the seven would like to get a hold of him." Honorable Elijah Muhammad: Theology of Time Christ Teaches "He #MasterFardMuhammad SENT Saviours after us. Think over that. SENT Saviours -- LOTS of Saviours, to gather you from the hands of your enemy. " Will you PLEASE help DoomAlert save MORE lives?  Please send donations to PayPal: http://paypal.me/doomalert Or go to http://www.paypal.com and send donations to email doomalert@gmail.com 

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#DisasterPreparedness : How to survive The enemy's ATTACK on our women/girls: FIERY SERPENTS: The Tipping Point "O you who believe, IF you keep your duty to Allah, He will grant you a distinction and do away with your evils and protect you. And Allah is the Lord of mighty grace." Holy Qur'an 8:29 #Farrakhan warns "Some of you say you love your children. But you're liars. You don't love your children the way you act! Because you're sentencing your own children to death by your own foolishness! IF you loved your children you would strive to be right! IF you loved your children you would strive to set a better example for them! IF you loved your children you would be careful of what you SAY and what you DO!" Farrakhan: Divine Destruction of America What is a TIPPING POINT? According to Whatis.com, "the TIPPING POINT is the critical point in an evolving situation that leads to a new and irreversible development. The term is said to have originated in the field of epidemiology when an infectious disease reaches a point beyond any local ability to control it from spreading more widely. A TIPPING POINT is often considered to be a turning point." For over 80 years we have been warned by #Christ, Minister #Farrakhan, and others, that one day the mask of civility would come off of our open enemy: the white man and woman of America. One day soon, they will attack us. Brother Jabril warns us here "There's going to come a time, at some point, when our brother (Farrakhan) has to leave. There's going to come a point in time when this country will attack us. That's going to happen. There's going to come a time when God will attack them and destroy them. Crush them thoroughly." Brother Jabril Muhammad: Motives Brother Jabril warns us here "Most of us are not going to see that God has really come until this country has been brought low. Until the White man has lost his power. The Lucky ones shall see spiritually PRIOR to that and those are the ones that shall be HIDDEN in the days of God's Wrath, which shall break out not long after Minister Farrakhan Departs." Brother Jabril Muhammad Have you ever considered what it would take to push them (the Caucasian) over the edge? Very little. Most of us, at some point in time, have had some experience in dealing with white folks. Whether it be work, school, or maybe some of us consider some of them friends. And have you ever noticed how they get when under stress, pressure, or they get upset? Have you seen the glimpses of that rage? The natural hatred they have for you and me? Why am I saying this? Is it to bash white folks? No, it is my hopes, Allah willing, to help us prepare for what is around the corner so that we won't be bitten by these fiery serpents. It really doesn't take much to set them off. And in a few days, they will reach their TIPPING POINT. Allah is pushing them to it as you read this. Why? Minister Farrakhan warns us in Divine Destruction of America that God is going to "Make you cry out for the Destruction of your enemy because He is going to send that same enemy to Destroy You for your unwillingness to Come Out of Her(America)" Come out of America How? The Minister Goes on to explain: "Come out of her name, her religion, her false worship. So that we be not partakers of her sins and plagues." Later he states, "Whatever we are doing that we KNOW is WRONG, we have to straighten it out, straighten it up. If you don't, it's on you." That dark period of time (the plagues and destruction mentioned in Bible and Holy Qur'an) is upon us. And In a few moments these White people are going to SNAP, and I pray that God blesses all of those striving to live a righteous life, the believers, to tighten up our homes, our ranks, our churches and our organizations in regards to the security of the Black Woman: The SECURITY of our Mothers, wives, daughters, sisters, aunts, cousins, nieces. Our women and girls are in such grave danger as never before in the history of this world because many of us have been lulled to sleep by this false show of friendship put over on us by our open enemy. And when they (Caucasians) finally SNAP, it may be our women who they attack FIRST. Well Brothers, how much do we really Love and Value our black woman? Sisters, how much do you value yourselves? How does God see you? Master Fard Muhammad warns "The M.G.T. & G.C.C.: I can sit on top of the world and tell everyone that the most beautiful Nation is in the wilderness of North America. But do not let me catch any sister other than herself in regards to living the Life and weighing properly." Recently I had a vision of the Honorable Elijah Muhammad, who we in The Nation of Islam believe is The Exalted Christ, the One who comes at the End of this evil, wicked world of satan to Crush the wicked. And in that vision, The Honorable Elijah Muhammad is ordering the chastisement of two sisters (M.G.T.). As they were being led to their chastisement they seemed very afraid. Every day since that vision this has been on my mind. What did they do to come under such chastisement? What did they do to make Christ so upset with them? In the Vision they LOOKED how they were supposed look, as far as size. They were dressed how they were supposed to be dressed. But they had done something. If you would like to read about the vision I had you can send me an email to writermdm@gmail.com and I'll email it to you. I think about Lot's wife. She turned and looked back. After being warned, not by Lot, but by the angels themselves. "As it was in the days of Lot and Sodom and Gomorrah, so shall it be at the coming of the Son of Man." I think about this particular vision every day. And I think about what it means and why that was put inside of my head? I teach Disaster Preparedness and my goal, my aim, my Purpose, my life's work is to get as many of us as prepared as I can in the time that we have left, with the Help of Allah. So what am I supposed to do with a vision like that? And then the other day I picked up a book by Sister Betty Muhammad called, "Dear Holy Apostle". A book that All of us should read. Sister Betty was one of the Honorable #Elijah Muhammad's secretaries, and is presently a secretary for the Honorable Minister Farrakhan. Her book "Dear Holy Apostle" is filled with letters written by the Honorable Elijah Muhammad (who is alive and in power) about many different subjects, many of which, deals with our Sisters. As I was reading his letters, the vision kept coming to my mind, the images of those two sisters kept coming to my mind, because of what he wrote in those letters. I had heard of this book before, and had the opportunity to buy it many times. But never did. Then one day, I was sitting down studying, and I looked up and saw the book sitting on a counter and Allah moved me to read it immediately. The more I read, the more I felt compelled to write what I am writing now because I see so much danger, so much pain and suffering coming to us from the way we are conducting ourselves at the present time. We have been off in some ways of following what he wanted. All of us Need to get this book (Dear Holy Apostle). All of us, whether we are currently registered/ active in the Nation of Islam or not. We need to get it and study his words and apply them to our lives, our Mosque lives, our church lives, our home lives, at once. Or we face DIVINE CHASTISEMENT. (Contact Sister Betty Muhammad here: ashantimu@aol.com or (602) 391- 5986 Call/text/or email her and she can get to you an Ebook or a hard copy of "Dear Holy Apostle") In Divine Destruction of America, The Minister warns: "The BEST of you will come from a WORD. The rest of you will come from a WHIPPING.. And I will say to ALL of You that have known the words of the Honorable Elijah Muhammad, You KNOW what He Wants. You KNOW what he said God would be Pleased with and what he said God would not be pleased with. Then You Stop Playing with yourself. Get it right. It's clear. Now if you say you love your people? Why won't you help me warn them?" I asked Sister Betty if I could use some excerpts from her book to help us better prepare for what is about to happen here soon. Read the Honorable Elijah Muhammad's Words, and as you read his words, REFLECT on what Pleases God and His Christ and let us be found lining up with that so all of us can be under the Protection, Security, Favor of God. In "Dear Holy Apostle", Sister Betty states: "The women of the Nation of Islam are so loved and protected by the Honorable Elijah Muhammad, Messenger of Allah, that he does not permit us to ride the public transportation facilities (buses, taxi's, etc.) without a companion such as your husband, father or another Sister. He wants us to be safe at ALL times. He teaches us the proper way to dress at home and abroad (no mini-dresses) not only because it is modest but also because our garments are shields for our protection against our open enemies. The garment that sweeps the floor demands respect. And the woman who is properly dressed in a long garment that sweeps the floor receives respect from the Nations of the world." Sister Betty Muhammad: Dear Holy Apostle "Certainly a Messenger has come to you from among yourselves, grievous to him is your falling into distress, most solicitous for you, to the believers (he is) compassionate, merciful." Holy Qur'an 9:128 Christ on Sisters Staying out Late in School. "Several Sisters in the Nation of Islam were working at night in various jobs also some Sisters were going to school at night. The Honorable Elijah Muhammad did not approve of this: The Honorable Elijah Muhammad on Sisters Taking late classes: "Dear Sister, if you have two more years to complete your course, why not go to the Professor and tell him to place you on DAY time as you cannot trust yourself coming out to school at night. Tell him, "I am afraid I will be attacked because sometimes maybe my husband will not be able to pick me up or bring me, and also my religious Teacher has ORDERED me to stay home at night, lest I get involved with rapists and people who have no respect for women out in the night." You tell him that. And tell him again that you are a Muslim and that we are NOT ALLOWED in the street at night. And he will respect you and the Divine Power of God over the Muslims. God Will help you to do anything that is good and He will MAKE the enemy to bow. Do not worry about it. If he does not comply, STAY HOME just the same and maybe we can get a college professor to finish teaching you that which you lack in education." Honorable Elijah Muhammad: Dear Holy Apostle by Betty Muhammad The Honorable Elijah Muhammad on Sisters working at night: Dear Sister: I do not care if you are working sixty feet from your house or six blocks, which could be near a mile. If it is in the night, I do NOT approve of it." Dear Holy Apostle: Sister Betty Muhammad Accompany Wife/Sister at Night: "Dear Brother: Why did you let your wife drive out alone at night from any Mosque, when the Law FORBIDS our Sisters to be out after night? This is what Allah was showing you that would happen, as I have already taught you, that they (Sisters) are SUBJECT TO ATTACK. KEEP YOUR WIFE OUT OF THE STREETS at night Brother. I DO NOT CARE what Mosque she was coming from, she had no business being there to leave alone unless you were with her. And I do not care what office she holds, if you are not with her, the LAW OF ISLAM does not give you any credit for letting your wife drive around in the streets alone at night" Honorable Elijah Muhammad: Dear Holy Apostle by Sister Betty Muhammad The Honorable Elijah Muhammad on Sisters Working at night: "You Sisters exposing themselves to coming home after dark put them at the mercy of rapers and insulting people. As you know, these things are going on now worse than they ever were. A righteous Muslim like yourself should not be out in any such "traffic" of the wicked. Allah will bless you to get BETTER EMPLOYMENT if you ask your employer for better hours. IF you are already working during the day and this is the hour that you get off, try finding, in the "name of Allah," another job so that you can work in the daytime. May Allah bless you to live the life of a Muslim." Letter from Honorable Elijah Muhammad explaining Sisters Working at night is forbidden: Dear Holy Apostle by Sister Betty Muhammad #Christ warns "If You are ordered to stay inside the house, do that. In the Holy Qur'an, there was a great shaking! Be careful and seek guidance." Honorable Elijah Muhammad: Dear Holy Apostle by Sister Betty Muhammad. "There may come a time when you won't be able to come to the Mosque, but the Qur'an says, “Make your homes places of worship.” Farrakhan The Honorable Elijah Muhammad was taught directly from God what would take place here in a few days. (Plagues, judgements, Destruction, violence, etc). And he was taught what we would have to do to survive it. If we would please pay close attention to every single word I'm quoting from him and his Representative, #Farrakhan, and others; even if we don't understand them. IF we apply them in our lives then maybe we won't have to suffer the GRIEF from the LOSS or hurt of our Mother or wife, daughter or sister at the hands of these demons. IMAGINE it's late at night. And you are coming home from work. You enter your home, And you call out for your Mother, your wife, sister, daughter, etc. And they are not there. They are supposed to be there, but they are not. And you start to worry. And THEN the phone rings, and it is a hospital, or the police knocks on your door telling you something terrible has happened. Something that SHOULD have been prevented IF we had obeyed the Commands of God: "Obey My Messenger." Brothers. We have to step it up. I don't care what you think about me, what you believe, or how you feel. WE MUST PROTECT OUR WOMEN BETTER THAN WE HAVE! We have not been doing the Best we can in securing our women and girls, and if that does not change, we will have no one to blame but ourselves. Our Sisters must be escorted from all Mosque meetings after dark. No Sister should be leaving at night without an escort home. That means Brothers, we have to make our meetings. Sisters if it is night, ask to be escorted, have a Brother follow you all the way home, and make sure you get into your home safely before he leaves, the Brother does not have to go inside. There is really no excuse for any Sister to have to leave any Mosque/ Church/ Organization alone, at night. None. If the Sisters can't get escorts home at night then they should not come. There should be a Brother over this post at every meeting, who's only job is to make sure every Sister who is coming to the Mosque has an escort home. With Modern technology, this should not be a problem. If you go to Church at night, make sure you get an escort home. Demand the Brothers in the Church or whatever organization you belong to step it up. Who do you think will be held accountable if any of our women are attacked coming home at night without an escort? What if our Mosque, what if our Churches are attacked, and the only people there are our women and girls? There should NEVER be just One Brother on M.G.T post on Saturday. Ever. Is that the value we place on our Sisters? Minister Ava warns "In my view, I think that Modesty is probably one of the Most Critical subjects that we could talk about in today's season, which is the fulness of Time. And as the enemy of our liberation makes ONE LAST DESPERATE ATTEMPT to destroy the black woman, we know that a nation can rise no higher than its woman. The enemy understands that very well. To be #Modest or Moderate is to be balanced." Ava Muhammad @DrAvaMuhammad M.G.T, Please cover up. It is for your protection. It does not matter if you are just going to the store or going on social media , cover yourself. Allah is warning you through His Messenger, the Min Farrakhan. Who repeatedly warns us that "EVERY word" he says we are going to face. This is what he said on Saviours' Day 2012 "Now you that are on Face Book(Social Media). You can't wait to put your stupidity before the world! I got to say it. Some of you CALL yourselves Muslims. You won't even go on Face Book wearing a #Hijab! You want men to see you. So you act like the street whore! YES I'm Saying it, Because TOMORROW You're Going to SUFFER for the things that you do in the Name of ALLAH!!! You can't go on no damn television and not represent who you are and CLAIM to be that! You want to be a whore then you be that! But not in the Name of Allah! Now if you all can't take what I'm saying then you can go! If I'm too hot for you then this is the last day that we have communication." #Farrakhan SD2012 Minister Farrakhan on Uphill Road for the M.G.T and G.C.C. "Sisters: We don't ask you to go out in the neighborhood like the men, knocking on doors. That's NOT your job. The Uphill road for you is different. You know what it takes to DRESS like you're dressed, and walk through the streets with your hair COVERED, your body COVERED, respecting yourself as a woman? That's YOUR Uphill Road. Sisters when you are in public, as you meet women who admire you and they wish to talk to you, you are free to talk to them. Men may admire you, too, but you are NOT to just stop and engage a man because the man that sees a beautiful woman covered, he wants to "open the book" and "read its pages." And some men may be sincere, but that's NOT your role to discern whether they are or aren't. You just tell them, "If you'd like to know more, the mosque is at 7351 Stony Island Avenue(http://www.noi.org). You're welcome," and keep going." Honorable Minister Farrakhan: Restrictive Laws of Islam "And it behoves not a believing man or a believing woman, when Allah and His Messenger have decided an affair, to exercise a choice in their matter. And whoever disobeys Allah and His Messenger, he surely strays off to manifest error." 33:36 The Minister warns "MGTGCC: Why do you have to show them what they're going to get before they commit?.. You are attracting a man in the lowest kind of way. And stupid Brother, that's what he's looking for! Six months later he's saying, "What in the hell did I do?" Honorable Minister #Farrakhan: Restrictive Laws of Islam No MUSLIM Brother wants a Sister who is not covered when in public. Period. These hypocrites and weak brothers complementing you on your social media are only deceiving you to the fire. If you walked into the Mosque without your head covered would these same brothers compliment you? Who are you trying to impress? Who are you trying to please? Are you trying to please these weak brothers and hypocrites, or Allah and His Christ? Do we really want the Friendship of God? How do we get that? God's Friendship? Brother Jabril gives us the ONLY way to earn the Friendship of God: "How do you become a friend of God? Obey Him. The relationship is "Master/servant. We can't tell Him anything." Brother Jabril Muhammad Minister Ava warns "It is CRITICAL, that as women, the Number ONE thing we have to be is #Modest. Not only in DRESS, but in BEHAVIOR. We should not be found fraternizing with males. When I came into the Nation of Islam we did not have little private conversations with the F.O.I or other men. We didn't linger or talk or have these little side bars." Ava Muhammad Elevated Places with Dr. Ava Muhammad @DrAvaMuhammad F.O.I, if we are doing this we must stop. Stop liking pictures of sisters not covered. IF Allah hates it, If the Christ hates it, if the Minister hates it, what are we doing liking it? "And they will say to their skins: Why bear ye witness against us? And you did not cover yourselves lest your ears and your eyes and your skins should bear witness against you, but you thought that Allah knew not much of what you did. And that, your (evil) thought which you entertained about your Lord, ruined you, so have you become of the lost ones." Holy Qur'an 41:21-23 These gas stations are becoming more and more dangerous for our women. We must start doing this for them, putting gas in the cars. Sisters, have someone fill your car up if you can. Never go to any gas station at night. Brother if you are married, before you leave, make sure your wife/daughter/mother/sister has gas in her car. There is going to come a time when we will be ordered to stay in our homes, do it. But we won't be able to follow that command if we ignore the Order from Allah to prepare by storing 2-3 weeks or 2-3 months worth of food/water/groceries for EVERY member of our home. General Order #1 Take Charge of This Post, and ALL Temple Property in view. Don't tell me your Mother or Sister does not believe. You PREPARE them. So Because our Mothers/Sisters/Daughters don't see what we see, yet, we won't prepare them? Why do you think YOU were chosen to See FIRST? To sit and watch them die? No, We Prepare our Families. Yes, Even if you have to spend your own money, make sure our Mothers and Sisters and Daughters are PREPARED. Because All of them will come around. How do I know this? Because The Honorable Elijah Muhammad told us in Theology of Time: "You are going to remember these words (From Theology of Time) and you are going to come back to Elijah Muhammad and shake my hand and say:'Mr Muhammad, I am with you.' I know you are going to do that. I don't care what you believe in now. You can believe in voodooism. It doesn't make any difference to me. But there is a time set that Allah is going to force you to believe in what I am teaching. You are not to get away with this running to some other god. No! Allah is going to make you to bow to Him." "Therefore God exalted him to the highest place and gave him the name that is above every name, that at the name of Jesus every knee should bow, in heaven and on earth and under the earth, and every tongue acknowledge that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father." Philippians 2:9-11 So We Must Prepare Our Families. And WHEN they See what we see. They will have food, water, and supplies. Stay away from ALL Sporting events. The Minister teaches "The FIRST step toward growing into the Mind of God is to DESIRE to do His Will. THEN, we must LEARN to OBEY His Commands. Allah (God) tests and tries His Servant to see how well he will obey Commands that he does NOT understand. He gradually brings the servant into understanding of what he has obeyed, but only AFTER obedience. Through the suffering that accompanies obeying Allah (God) comes understanding and the Servant gradually grows into the Thinking of Allah (God). " #Farrakhan Study Guide 18 "O people, KEEP your DUTY to your Lord; surely the Shock of The Hour is a grievous thing. The day you see it, every woman giving suck will forget her suckling and every pregnant one will lay down her burden, and thou wilt see men as drunken, yet they will not be drunken, but the chastisement of Allah will be severe." Holy Qur'an 22:1-2 The Minister warns "God KNOWS their(Whites) thoughts, their plans, and because He knew them BEFORE they came into existence He PLANNED THEIR DESTRUCTION BEFORE they were Born." Farrakhan: Divine Destruction of America #Christ warns "America will be overtaken one day and will be slaughtered. They will not be able, out of all the Muslims in this country, to kill over 300 before the end of them will come. That number of 300 is not from myself but from the mouth of God. He (the enemy) won't be able to get over 300 Muslims before they kill him. He knows all of this. The enemy is BOUND to attack us one day. But we have what they call in the Bible seven Angels with us and Allah said, "The devil is not enough for one." All of the seven would like to get a hold of him." Honorable Elijah Muhammad: Theology of Time Christ Teaches "He #MasterFardMuhammad SENT Saviours after us. Think over that. SENT Saviours -- LOTS of Saviours, to gather you from the hands of your enemy. "