Hanukkah: The Hidden Truth Teaching Review

Hanukkah is nearly upon us!!  Read my Archived Teaching Review BEFORE you purchase any Hanukkah paraphernalia. I can get easily distracted by adults and children in front of me at the teachings, so I like sitting near the front.  I am usually in the second row.  That way I am assured I won’t miss a bit of the verbal and nonverbal message.  Read more

Choosing Sides

A situation with Floyd during the 2017 Basketball Finals made me think of repentance.  Repentance means to turn from sin and turn to righteousness.  Floyd was sitting in his favorite stuffed chair, with snacks on the table, waiting for Game 5 of the NBA Read more

What is the Reason for the Season?

As a child, only once, did I question the honesty and integrity of my maternal Grandma. Even then, when I reflected on all the facts, Grandma was absolved. I remember the incident as clear as if it were this morning. I was playing in the front room (living room) and our German neighbor, Mrs. Raymond, came up on the enclosed Read more

Faith Means Action

The six weeks between June 22nd and July 30th 2013 were loaded with change, chaos, miracles, and a lot of stepping out in faith. For two years, Floyd and I had been hoping and praying that Yehovah would make a way for us to move from Alabama to be near Charlotte, NC. We wanted to be a part of the Read more

Pet Enticed into the Arms of a Neighbor?

In the fall of 1995, Floyd and I (before children) purchased a home on 5 acres in Ypsilanti, Michigan. The house needed cosmetic work: vinyl siding and repairs to the upper porch. Early one morning, a construction worker found two abandoned kittens on the road and brought them to me. I immediately took them in and gave them food Read more

Secrets in the Buffet Drawer

My father's mother, Grandma Berry, as we called her, was born in 1909. Grandma was divorced when my dad was about five and later married Gerald Berry. He was a kind, easy going man that worked at one of the Ford plants in Detroit. I remember his metal lunch pail. It was black on the outside and shiny metal gray on Read more
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Christmas

What is the Reason for the Season?

As a child, only once, did I question the honesty and integrity of my maternal Grandma. Even then, when I reflected on all the facts, Grandma was absolved. I remember the incident as clear as if it were this morning.

I was playing in the front room (living room) and our German neighbor, Mrs. Raymond, came up on the enclosed porch. The front door was open, so she just hollered in for my Grandma. Grandma was tall and stout, but moved at a brisk pace to meet her neighbor.  Mrs. Raymond gave my Grandma a large pot of spaghetti. Grandma smiled, received the pot, and thanked her profusely for such a nice gesture. Mrs. Raymond turned around to go back across the street and Grandma stepped back in the house, closed the door, went straight to the back door without stopping, and gave the spaghetti to the dog!!

I was confused and in my mind I was about to accuse Grandma of fakery! THEN the facts all stumbled into my head. THE MONKEY! THE MONKEY!

Mrs. Raymond had a pet monkey that had free range of her home and THE KITCHEN. I had seen its open cage sitting in the kitchen while it played all over the table and counters. I liked the monkey, but I understood Grandma was not going to eat from a kitchen where the monkey ruled. (I never understood the movie Ratatouille, where the rats were the cooks!! Ugh!)  

Ok, back to the point, I trusted Grandma. When she celebrated and honored Little Baby Jesus and did the gift giving and all the rest of the merry making, I trusted her. I believed that was what I was supposed to do. It had to be in the Bible, after all, Grandma was the mother of her Primitive Baptist Church. She would know if it wasn’t. Christmas was a part of my life that I never ever questioned. (Other than the Santa bit when I got older!)

Traditions and deceptions are passed down through loving and well-meaning people. That is why inherited lies are so hard to extract from people’s lives.

Christmas is one of the holidays that people make excuses to continue to celebrate even when they know it is pagan.

I’m not pointing a finger. I did it. I had all kinds of “good” reasons:

• Jesus is the reason for the season.
• Christmas is a time for family and giving.
• It may be pagan, but I am celebrating the real God.
• I told my children Santa was make-believe, so we can do the rest of Christmas.
• I love the lights and the songs; they make me feel so warm and good inside.

Only when I came into Hebrew Roots did I have an attitude change, or renewing of my mind. I faced the truth and nothing but the truth. I came to realize that all my actions are my “fruit”. I cannot be an Ambassador of the Most High and then dabble a little in the parties; show up for the dinners, but not eat the ham; “accidentally on purpose” ride through the holiday light displays; or hum very low the holiday songs in the stores during the season.

YeHoVaH (God’s Hebrew name) commands that we keep the Holy Days in Scripture. NOWHERE in Scripture did Yeshua (Jesus’ Hebrew name) or His disciples celebrate Christmas or even refer to Christmas.

We will be held accountable for how we lived this life according to the Almighty’s Law!

The reason for the season is that we all have inherited LIES.

Posted on November 26, 2017 by Shar in Animals, Christmas, Mistakes, Monkey, uncategorized, YeHoVaH, Yeshua 2 Comments