The Witches of YaHuWah

The Question in My Heart

Many times I heard that many people have been persuaded that the name of the true Elohim is not the name of Yahweh, but Yahuwah.

I heard this also, and when I heard this teaching doctrine, I wondered in my heart:

Why do these people call upon the name of Yahuwah? Why not upon the name of Yahweh?

When the Spirit of Yahweh fell upon me, He took me to heaven, and I heard with my own ears and saw with my own eyes that Yahweh is Elohim of Abraham, Hitchcock, and Jacob.

Yet many people are persuaded today that this is not true nor correct. They even use piles of Hebrew to give supposed evidence that those who call upon the name of Yahweh are fooled and deceived, not knowing the true Elohim.

They teach: “Only we who call upon the name of Yahuwah are the true people of Elohim, and we know His name.”

I meditated and prayed to Yahweh for many days and months, for this brought much confusion and doubt to many people who follow Yahweh. I wondered and meditated on this subject continually. Yahweh knew this. He knew the question in my heart.

My soul magnified Yahweh of Hosts, for the Spirit of Yahweh was upon me. Yahweh of Hosts anointed me to speak the truth.

The Dreams Given to Me

On December 26, 2010, between midnight and four o’clock in the morning, right after Shabbat service, I received two dreams.

They were two, but they spoke of one thing.

He who has ears to hear, let him hear.

The First Dream

In the first dream, I stood before a building. I did not know what kind of building it was, but it looked like a castle, or perhaps a wall, or a very old building from the time of David and Solomon. It was built from huge stones.

Before me was a door about six feet tall and five feet wide. As we came to this door, about fifteen to twenty of my brothers were with me, waiting for something important to happen.

The door opened outward, and from it came a woman sitting on a royal throne. The throne was built from wood and overlaid with gold and precious stones. On each side were large wheels, like a chariot, overlaid with gold—like a royal throne, but on wheels, resembling a modern wheelchair.

The woman was beautiful, about thirty-five years old, dressed in royal apparel adorned with gold and precious stones. Around her stood many strong men in dark uniforms—no women or children, only men of full age.

As she approached us, she opened her mouth and spoke blasphemies, cursing and mocking the name of Yahweh.

I could not bear this. I was moved with jealousy for the name of Yahweh. I drew near to her, took her by the hand, and said:

“Shut your mouth, witch!”

But the strong men struck me in the face, and they struck my brothers also. We fought them, but they were stronger and prevailed against us. They beat us, and we became afraid, fleeing from them. They pursued us, killing those they caught.

I ran with all my strength, looking back to make sure they did not catch me. About half a mile from the city was a wall, five or six feet tall, surrounding the castle. I feared, “How will I climb this? If I fail, they will kill me.” But I climbed and jumped over. They nearly caught me, but I escaped.

Ahead of me was another wall, about one hundred feet away. I climbed and jumped over it too. I ran another half mile until I was sure they had stopped pursuing me.

But I wept bitterly, for I saw that my brothers who could not climb the walls were killed by those who followed the witch. I could not help them, and tears fell from my eyes.

Then I found one brother still alive, though deadly wounded. I lifted his head onto my arm and said, “Brother, brother!” He opened his eyes and whispered:

“Swear that you will rescue my two sons…”

I answered, “Oh yes, my brother!” Then he died in my arms.

Later I found his two sons, about twelve or thirteen years old, hidden away because of the persecution. I took them with me into the wilderness, along with about seven or eight other brothers who were still alive.

This was the first dream.

The Second Dream

In the second dream, I came to the wilderness, into a field about two acres wide. There I saw many brothers who had also escaped the persecution, maybe two hundred men—no women or children, only adult brethren.

We assembled as one people and prayed to Yahweh. We wept and whispered our prayers, fearing our pursuers might hear us and kill us.

I prayed quietly in my heart, but then the Spirit of Yahweh fell upon me. The fear left me. I stood, raised my hands to heaven, and cried out boldly:

“Yahweh! Yahweh! Hear me!”

Then the brethren also stood, and with one accord, we called upon the name of Yahweh without fear. Joy and gladness filled our hearts.

As we prayed, we looked toward heaven. At sundown, seven or eight bright stars appeared, passing before us. We knew it was a sign from Yahweh, His answer to our prayer.

Suddenly, a strong voice like that of a commander cried out:

“People! Behind me! Make a column line!”

We stopped praying and obeyed. I ran quickly, stood behind him, and asked, “How do you want us to form the line—three, four?”

He said, “Make three lines behind me.”

Hundreds of brothers obeyed. But I asked him, “Are you of Yahweh?”

He turned and said:

“I am not of Yahweh. I am of Yahwa.”

At once I knew he was our enemy. I cried out with a loud voice:

“Brothers! He is not of Yahweh! He is not of Yahweh!”

And we scattered away from him.

For I say to you: those who call upon the name of Yahuwah are not our brethren. They are of the witch. Stay away from them.

The Spirit’s Warning

The Spirit of strong delusion is working in the children of disobedience. Sin is deceitful—very deceitful.

Blessed be Yahweh, the Elohim of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob. May His blessing and protection be upon His people.

Peace, peace, shalom to all my brothers who call upon the name of Yahweh.

Amen. Amen. Amen.