People are using this vine to “heal.” Mind you it is illegal and for good reason.

“2 Peter 3:9

New International Version

⁹ The Lord is not slow in keeping his promise, as some understand slowness. Instead he is patient with you, not wanting anyone to perish, but everyone to come to repentance.”

Let’s play shall we? Let me tell you a little story of sorts that all began with me honoring my brother and his legacy.

You see, desperate people do desperate things but what desperate people don’t realize is that sometimes God puts a door stopper in front of them and it happens to be one of His children.

You see, when we are birthed to bring something beyond imagination, beyond understanding and a new path of love to this world, the journey and path is written by God Himself. You think you can outsmart God? You think you can outsmart the Creator of All Existence? You think that you can damage His daughter and her birthright? No, you can’t and you never will.

I stepped into Peru South America with a Methodist Mission trip back in 2014 on Valentine’s Day to honor my bro. As I have mentioned before this is where I was introduced to a Shaman. Didn’t care. Didn’t know. Didn’t study it. I heard it whisper to me though. I heard it whisper to me while amongst a planned riot. Call it the diversion if you will. Call it God’s strategy to uproot and dismantle and crush the Evil one. All it takes is one faithful human to unravel a realm so dark that you’d think nothing could touch it. God’s light reaches everywhere. There isn’t one place that God doesn’t touch, when the time and circumstances are in His Favor to do so.

Long story short, I used my imagination to help someone with herbs the year after this Mission trip. I called out some names of herbs in prayer and saw a feather with it. God delivers our prayers always. When our heart is pure, our prayers carry more weight than everything else in this world.

This person, desperate person, also named Melissa, decided to take my light into a Aya ceremony. When I was in Colorado The Lord showed me everyone who was doing this. God arranged all of existence to show me who was infiltrating my spiritual realm. I have an assignment. It is not to be touched. It is not to be messed with. It is not to be interfered with. The consequences of doing so are catastrophic to those who try and cross the line. God’s Hand is not always merciful. When God’s Will is to be done, it is going to be done.

Moving forward. This Aya ceremony and beyond was the most tragic spiritual warfare that had ever come my way. It took years for me to see it, understand it, build myself up to fight it and to win. Today I win. Because God.
Watch God Work.

I fought the Good Fight. I sacrificed everything to build a Church for God to fight this specific kind of darkness. How? Painting. How? Writing. How? Praying. How? Cooking. How? Trusting Mother Nature. How? Scripture. How? Trusting my Yahweh to deliver justice by His Hand and His Hand alone. You see darkness cannot attach to you while you root yourself in love. Love Won.

In Jesus’ name. Amen.