Black Sheep Faith: How Truth Separates You from the Crowd
Tradition binds. Truth frees. But being the one to speak it can cost you.
“Sometimes, Knowing the Truth Makes You the Outsider…”
Sometimes, knowing the truth makes you feel like the black sheep, the outsider, the outcast. Sharing the truth is what truly separates you, because we are so steeped in tradition that when the truth conflicts with it, we don’t want to hear it. We reject it.
There isn’t anything new. There’s nothing new under the sun.
When YahShua was born—when sinful flesh carried the Living Word, the Son of God, Adonai—He walked the earth among the very people who should have recognized Genesis 3:15. They couldn’t. The Living Word, Adonai, was among them, but by then they were so steeped in tradition, so bound by their halakha, that they couldn’t recognize what they were assigned to do. They buried the Torah under man-made laws, rather than the original laws given by Elohim through Moses for the children of Levi to teach to the children of Israel as an example for all of humanity.
And this is long before the tribes of Benjamin, Judah, and Levi became Jews. Remember, there are twelve tribes, and the Torah was given to all the tribes as an example for all humanity. Still, even before they became Jews, people began doing their own thing after Solomon’s death, which is why the nine tribes of the north became the lost tribes of Israel.
YahShua—the man commonly known as Jesus, who has been renamed, mislabeled, and recategorized—tells you His truth, yet the traditional gospel ignores it.
The Jews—not antisemitic, but restoring history as recorded in Acts, Matthew, Luke, and John—killed the man called Jesus because they were deeply entrenched in tradition. They wrongfully placed Him on a cross, not knowing that such an act would cause Him to produce so many more seeds, which are you and I, who must be buried.
I’m so grateful He went to the cross. But I digress. Bring it back forward.
“Tradition Has Issues.”
Protestants say they’re not Catholics. The only thing about Protestants that is not Catholic is that we’re not citizens of the Vatican, and we don’t deal with the Eucharist and all the other philanthropy of Catholic tradition. Our ties and our funds don’t go back to the Vatican. But we buy our robes, our Bible studies, and that communion madness from Rome. So they get our money in another way.
Yet we still follow everything that is established—up to and including the church’s traditions. How do we refer to our God? The names we use instead of His proper names (which is why you hear me say ‘Yahweh’ and ‘Adonai’). There will be a teaching on this.
We threw the baby out with the bathwater on ourselves, which suggests we’re lost or ignorant. That’s what we accused our forefathers of when they came out with the Trinity and a tri-vector Godhead. I think they didn’t know how to phrase it correctly. Still, they understood that Jesus wasn’t God. They recognized YahShua saying, “If you’ve seen Me, you’ve seen the Father,” and “I can only do what My Father tells Me to do.”
“The Creator and the creation can’t be the same.”
From Pesach to Shavu’ot: A Walk from Liberty to Freedom
During this walk from liberty to freedom—from Pesach to Shavu’ot, from what Christians and Catholics call Resurrection Sunday to Pentecost—the renaming should have never taken place. Because we lose the true essence of the seasons as we honor the Son of God, Adonai, and the Holy Spirit, Ruach HaKodesh.
We need to free ourselves from the traditions that bind and blind us, as well as the habits that do not serve our walk, our relationship, or our knowledge of our heavenly Father.
It takes me a minute to even speak this calmly because it’s like three or four other recordings I’ve done before. I can’t even say this without getting irate, hearing such prominent preaching, and then they say the man called Jesus is God as one being. One even uses John 1:1–3 to validate that Jesus was God.
Unfortunately, those same three verses correspond to Genesis 1:1–3, and Jesus was not even mentioned in Genesis 1. He wasn’t spoken into existence until Genesis 3:15.
Once again, the creation and the Creator can’t be one.
“My Heart Is Heavy Because We Will Not See the Truth.”
My heart is heavy because we will not see the truth that is clearly written in the Bible. We say we read, but we allow lessons from the past, by men, to keep us from clearly seeing what was written.
I will not change what I know. I cannot unsee what I’ve seen.
I’m not saying everybody teaches this wrong. I’ve known since I was a little girl that the man called Jesus was my big brother, and His Daddy was my Daddy. As an adult, I finally understood how He was both God and man, and I came to understand Isaiah 9:6: that the Son of God and the Son of Man are one because sinful flesh on earth carried the Living Word. The Son born carried the Son given.
After the cross, with the death of the flesh suit—and those who died in righteousness were carried up—and hell was expanded by Adonai, the Son of God, the resurrected Son of Man is now carried by the Word, Adonai. At no time does the Son of Man become the Father. For Yahweh, God the Father, is the Architect, the Creator. While God the Son is the Word, the living Torah. At no time does the flesh suit, brought into being by the thought of Yahweh and manifested by the Word of God, Adonai, become either attribute of Elohim Himself, the plurality of all His attributes.
The third attribute is the Comforter, the Holy Spirit, Ruach HaKodesh. Our fathers who taught the Trinity didn’t know how to say it correctly. It wasn’t three different people. He had three distinct natures: Father, Son, and Holy Spirit—each with its own name. Just as many of you have three different attributes, some have more. You are a child, a spouse, and a sibling, to name a few.
I am a daughter, sister, and mother.
A Word to the Preachers
It is difficult to listen to many preachers—and I say that without disrespect. I understand the church has titles. I’ve called pastors “Pastors,” and I’m not being disrespectful. You have to understand my background, though. That’s sometimes why I don’t call everybody “Pastor.” The only person I can call “Reverend” is my heavenly Father.
But everybody I hear preaching right now? I’m wondering who they really are. And then there are those I know are pastors by title, but they’re not pastors by calling. Some are actually prophets, some are evangelists, some are teachers. But their title is pastor, so I know their calling. Some man gave them that title. They’re not always the same.
Let Us Free Ourselves
During this walk between liberation and freedom—between Pesach (what too many call Resurrection Sunday) and Shavu’ot (unfortunately called Pentecost)—let us free ourselves from the laws of man and the religion of man, and return to He who hung on the cross. He who lived what He actually promoted. That is not what we’re most often propagating on Sundays, Wednesdays, and Thursday nights from the pulpit. And definitely not when we call the man called Jesus God.
I love my big brother. He’s my love. He is my Lord, my Savior, YahShua HaMashiach. He allows me to stand before my heavenly Father, covered in His blood, which washes away my sins. YahShua’s sacrifice allows Yahweh to see me, bless me, and grant me His shalom.
Closing Reflection
As we continue this walk from liberty to freedom, my prayer is that we become people who choose truth over tradition, revelation over repetition, and relationship over religion. That we allow the Word—Adonai Himself—to peel back the layers of what we were taught so we can finally see what was written.
May we have the courage to unlearn what binds us, the humility to relearn what honors Him, and the discernment to recognize the difference.
May our hearts remain tender, our ears remain open, and our spirits remain teachable.
And may the One who hung on the cross—my big Brother, YahShua HaMashiach—continue to cover us, correct us, and call us back to the Father who loves us with everlasting love.
May His shalom rest on you as you walk this out.
