Weaned off the World

Years ago, when I was ‘Living my best life’ I actually thought I was happy because I was always busy doing something. I was living the ‘Wifey Mom Life’, working, going to school (college), doing Women’s Ministry things, and, of course, attending church regularly. And, every other weekend, if not every weekend, me and my family were at someone’s stadium, arena, amphitheater, restaurant, theme park/attraction, wherever. I was asleep, likened to a comatose state. I was senseless. I was stupefied. I was spiritually dead. I was rebellious.

Silly me.

That’s why I give glory to YAH and sing his praises. Because of his mercy and his grace I have been awakened from that slumber. I am certainly glad and truly thankful Elohiym chose me.


They did eat, they drank, they married wives, they were given in marriage, until the day that Noe entered into the ark, and the flood came, and destroyed them all.


I have set watchmen upon your walls, O Yerushalayim, which shall never hold their peace day nor night: ye that make mention of Yahuah, keep not silence.

Abba, YAH, is changing my heart from my own foolish, selfish, and sinful desires and is turning my heart back to a heart for him. A heart filled with zeal. A heart that is always ready to do his will (just like the example Yahusha set for us). A heart to love his people and prepare and warn his chosen for Yahusha HaMashiach’s soon return.

I had to stop being a busy body and start being about my father’s business.

What about you, family? Have you paused to ponder, “For what is a man profited, if he shall gain the whole world, and lose his own soul? or what shall a man give in exchange for his soul?

Through My Eyes – Yadah’Yah

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