11.04.2017

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They call me BJ, but my real name is Otis Bernard Smith, Jr.,  

On Oct. 21, 1979, at 6:30 am, I was born. I grew up in Greenville, SC. I played soccer and basketball from my younger years all the way through college. I was a pretty smart kid. I never drank, smoked, or did anything remotely bad until college. After college, I married the head cheerleader from a rival college. I wanted her to cheer for me and celebrate my aspirations like she did all them football players. words of affirmation were my love language and i had the loudest cheerleader on the team. We later married on July 7, 2007. It seemed like the perfect day, definitely the best day of my life. Fast forward about 10 years and I think this is where I’ll start my story...

I’d been battling alcohol for a few years. I was a binge drinker so I’d go months without a drink and then would go on a binge drinking away. In one of my hangovers I heard a faint voice saying “Where I’m taking you, alcohol can’t go.” I didn’t know where the voice came from, but it echoed over and over again in my head as I tried to drink water to calm my headache from last night's bout. Alcohol wins again. I was a goner at around 2 am. I hope I didn’t post something stupid on social media or text my parents late at night. The worst drinking was when you don’t remember what you did the night before, and that was me to the T. I’m in the guest bedroom and my bedroom door is closed so I know my wife is pissed off. No kids running around so they must be in the room with her. I don’t care, I just need some more water to get rid of this terrible headache. My body reeks of brandy and coke. I could hear my wife ranting that if I didn’t stop drinking she was going to leave. I didn’t know why I was a happy lonely drunk. I would drink myself to sleep.

In a private session with my therapist, I’d just had the
revelation to why I even started drinking. About 15 years ago I was a sober student at Morehouse College with nothing but a bright future ahead of me. I was going to change the world I thought. I remember that night in college when my old RA
got me drunk in his apartment and I passed out. I woke to him sexually assaulting me. In disbelief at what was happening to me, I dashed out of his apartment, throwing up on my way out. I went home and drank all day. So I learned that the reason I drink is to repress this memory that’s been
haunting me since college. Every time I think about it, I have to drink another drink to forget. Then by the time I’ve had enough drinks, I forget about why I started drinking. I needed some serious help. I checked myself into rehab for a month to get it.

So I’ve been forced to stop drinking now because my pancreas stopped working and I was admitted into the hospital. I hope I don’t have to spend Christmas here. It looks like I’m going to be here for Christmas though. It’s Christmas Eve and they are finally letting me go home. I’ve been here for a week already.
Evidently, I’m drinking too much. That voice came back telling me that God had plans for me. I don’t know what they are but I know alcohol is definitely not a part of the plan. I have to kick this habit and I better do it quickly because my body is not going to allow me to continue down this path. My wife hates
me, I’m glad my kids are too young to know any better. Elijah and Emmanuel are still babies. They won’t remember any of this, thank God.

Now it’s been a few months and I’ve been sober. No alcohol for a few months really clears your mind up. Things are looking so much clearer now. I can actually concentrate on making Bargain Hunters a reality. I’ve been working on getting this magazine started for so long it seems like all I have to do is
sell some ads but every day I get distracted by something to detour me from doing it. I know it’ll make good money and my family sure needs the money right now. Shun has been paying most of the bills and the mortgage by herself and we need a
new car. All I have to do is walk into my destiny and that’s it. But Nikki wants to see me so of course, I have to see wsup with her. Shun won’t know and what she doesn't know won’t hurt her. But Lord won't let me do that. I can't embarrass the kingdom.

I really don’t think a drink would hurt. It’s been a year and I’m cured now. I don’t think one drink would hurt, but I really need something to help me sleep. I’m so tired. I haven’t had a drink in a year. I can hardly believe it to be honest. I remember when I would tell my wife I was going to work on Bargain Hunters and park the car at the mall and drink
Vodka all day in the car. I could cover up the small odor with some Orange Juice. She’d never know. I was the perfect functioning acholic.

I thought I was living life. Wearing a suit every day to work. What a cover. Member of the Commerce Club and a Mentor at SCORE. I ran a business already tipsy and confident as hell. I was a member of the Established and Connected Businessmen in the country now.  I had my addiction under control and didn’t need anyone around to drink. I could walk up to a bar, build a tab, order a cocktail and do my work at the table all day.  Boy was I wrong.

I had no idea what was coming. See I’d been saved as a young boy. I was baptized at a young age. I must’ve been 11 or 12. I was always smart and always into God. I prayed and had a relationship with Him early. I knew right from wrong and had the gift of discernment.

I was getting my life back on track, so long as I didn’t drink. I’d come to terms with why I drank and understood that because of that one incident at Tico’s apartment, didn’t make me gay, but made me a victim. That dude raped me, and the thought had haunted me all these years. I was determined not
to be an alcoholic. I wasn’t giving into alcohol today. I just wanted to sleep. I was tired. I’d been up for days trying to work on Bargain Hunters and sell merchant services to small businesses.

I didn’t have any money coming in. Nothing I touched ever made any money. I felt like a loser inside. Why things didn’t work in my favor I had no idea. I just knew I wasn’t going to start drinking again. I needed some sleep though and it was
Friday. I didn’t smoke or do any drugs so I went to the weed man and asked if he had something that would help me sleep. He told me he had some potion that I could mix with sprite and when it turns purple I should drink it and it would give
me the best sleep of my life…

Oh my god, I had the best sleep of my life. I had a dream that I met God. He told me that I was being vetted and would go through some things as tests of faith and wisdom. He said I’d go through a process like that of a caterpillar becoming a
butterfly. I woke up full of life and energy. That was the best $20 I’d ever spent. I had to get some more of that stuff. A month later, I learned that I could save a whole lot of money just by buying a bottle of Robitussin instead. Come to think of it, I think that’s all ‘the potion’ was. So that’s what I did. Worked just the same. Only now, I started seeing things. Like
hallucinating, that put a stop to that real quick. The hallucinating didn’t stop so I was scared I’d done some permanent damage to myself. My wife and parents were so concerned. I checked myself into a hospital to see if I was going crazy or losing my mind. They found nothing wrong.          
They kept me for 7 days to observe me. The whole place fell calm once I arrived. The patients thought they’d finally met someone that understood them. They would talk to me one by one and I would bring them to serenity the best I could. Somehow, I was helping. The doctors wanted me to see a priest. He said that he didn’t think I was hallucinating,  but instead, they sounded like very vivid visions to him. He asked my faith. I told him where I went to church. He told me I should have a talk with my pastor.

My wife and parents wanted a more definitive answer. They certainly didn’t like the thought of a sinner like me having such a gift. My mom took me to a doctor in our hometown of Greenville, SC to get a second opinion. He said, of course, it’s Bipolar disease and gave me pills to take to treat them. I continued to have these visions and as I read the Bible more
and more would be revealed to me. My mother had given me a book called ‘Jesus Calling’ and I read in the preface that the author had gone through somewhat the same experience that I had when writing the book. I would read the daily devotional
each day and study the scriptures. It seems to align with my life. I could see so many signs from God that it was as if he’d created all of Atlanta for me. I knew better than to believe that, but my eyes were now open to signs and revelations that I’d never seen before. My intimate relationship with God grew
and the visions were no longer necessary as I now learned to hear His voice.

He told me that I’d been chosen to be an usher when he returns. I was an usher at my church so I loved the idea of that. He said that He was ready to return, but His bride, The Church, was not ready. He said that the time had come to bring order back over the world so that He could return to marry His bride. I was to be a leader of men and would help them bring order back over their lives, communities, and eventually nations.

Around this time supernatural things started happening in my home. I’d feel the presence of spirits and finally, through prayer, I learned not to fear them. I’d dwell with them and earn their respect. I don’t believe in ghosts, but I do know that there are spirits all around us. The Bible tells us that we fight
the things unseen, and that is what I’ve come to know. Demons will attack people like a thief in the night, coming to kill, steal, and destroy. They don’t care whom you think you are, they don’t ask permission to come inside, and they will rape you if you are not strong enough, to keep them out. I was told that the devil knew who I was and he would come around to kick my tires and see what I was made of. Came he did, but I was told that if he couldn’t get through to me, that he’d attack
my wife, My Father, and then my kids. The devil was coming to destroy my family. How was I to help bring order to men and nations, if my family was out of order?

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I recall one day the Lord told me I would be visited by a special spirit, and when he came I should let him in. That night after I'd put everyone in bed and they were sound asleep, as a sat in my lazy boy a very large angel appeared out of my fireplace. the air filled with the aroma of old wood and he asked if he could come in and rest with me. I said yes and his spirit came and talked to my soul. it was very chilly and cold. it embraced me and said everything was ok. it felt so good to be in its presence. it was the angel of Noah. he explained that he too had an assignment like mine. That he was a drunk just like I had been. he said that no one believed his assignment, just like my wife and loved ones won't believe mine. he said that God would provide all the help I needed on this journey. he said to stay encouraged and to not let the enemy get me down because he will try. he told me about things he'd gone through with his wife and things that I would battle with mine. there's so much that isn't in this short version of my story, but I had to come back and add this part in because it's very important now in 2020. Noah sat with me for nearly 3 or 4 hours that night. it was so peaceful. then just as quickly as he arrived, he was gone!

I remember going to this African healer named Addison's church a few weeks later in stone mountain, ga, hoping to get healing for my son Elijah. My wife still in disbelief wanted me to share my story with him after not being able to do anything for my son. As soon as he heard there was a spirit named Noah, he looked me dead in my eyes and said that mans a lie and a false prophet, the bible mentions no spirit of Noah. I thought to myself, you foolish man of god. do you not believe that there is an angel named Noah in heaven? but I knew my tongue was a weapon and chose to hold it for his sake as He berated me in front of my son and wife for trying to spread lies.

 Problems began to erupt in my marriage. I could tell the evil spirits were having a parade in my home. There was so much turmoil and wickedness. God came to me one night while my wife was sleep and told me to leave. I thought it was a trick of the enemy, the Lord wouldn’t tell me to leave my wife. I told him I loved my wife, I listened to her, I respected her. He said, but of those things, I desire all three. You can’t serve us both. I understood his message. He wanted me to leave her, but not divorce. I couldn’t hear Him through all the confusion and noise. I later learned that He says "it's better to live on the corner of your roof than to live in a home with a quarrelsome wife." i was not bold enough to leave my kids behind. she would only tell them that daddy didn't love them and was leaving them like the fathers at their schools. He only abided with me when I was at total peace and serenity. He told me as of this moment he was going to take my wedding ring and hide it, and she wouldn’t wear hers as well. I pleaded with the Lord to forgive me and that I would leave my wife, but to spare her. I feared he would take her life. As I cried on the floor of my office, my wife peeked in and the vision was over. I told her what God had told me and she didn’t understand why God would tell me to leave her. I tried to explain but it didn’t make sense to her. All she heard was my husband’s leaving me, and that was all she needed to hear. I looked in dismay as my wedding ring which I never took off was missing. I asked her where hers was and she said her fingers had grown fat from the pregnancy, and it no longer fit her finger. All of this was too surreal for me. I thought surely what just happened didn’t happen, but it did.

I left my wife the next day. I checked myself into a hotel and sure enough, God presented himself again. He told me that things were not right in His house and that I needed to confront a pastor and warn him about things that were about to happen if he didn’t stop playing in His house. He gave me a message to deliver but when I tried to meet with him, his staff
wouldn’t allow me to see him. He was my former pastor. He’d become larger than life and unless you were someone important he wouldn’t speak to you. As I walked through his church I thought to myself, this man has built a temple to himself. I see why God had me deliver the message to him. I tried to meet with him two more times and then the Lord told
me to stop. He said three times is enough, now I will deal with him. I felt bad for not accomplishing what God had ordered me to do so I wrote the pastor a letter, warning him that he would not get another chance and the Lord would lay him down if he didn’t do the things God instructed me to tell him to do. I simply sent an email to his assistant, it was received and she responded that he’d read it. However, none of the changes were done. To this day I do my daily run around that church praying over the building because the Lord tells me that the
building is to remain intact. I asked him if I was going to be a pastor over the church, he said no, I asked if I was a prophet, he said no, I said what am I to tell people when they ask who I am. He said to tell him that ‘you are the proof that if you live a righteous life, he will give you the desires of your heart;
that you are the proof that I can do anything, and I am still on the throne; you tell them that I am the proof that He exists. I prayed for that pastor. I watched as the news reported him of losing an unbelievable amount of weight and body mass to
some form of cancer that they couldn’t define. I’d never seen anyone go through the transformation he went through. A year later, Bishop Eddie Long was dead.

I went back to the pastor of my church and revealed what had happened, but I was shocked that now he too had grown to a similar level of celebrity, and even he was unreachable by me. I wrote him an email asking for help with my new gift. I felt like a baby out of its place. I felt that I needed some sort of guidance and training. He would not speak with me or return my emails. His assistant said that they wanted me to take a spiritually gifted test to see where I stood. I took the test along with my wife and a group of others. The givers of the test said
they had never seen a score so high and suggested that I must be a minister of some sort already. I assured them that I’d had no training but sought guidance or someone that could teach me how to use the gift. They offered me nothing, only
saying someone would be in touch with me to go over my results. Weeks went by, then months, to this day no one has reached out to me.

Shortly after this, I received a private letter from the White House on my desk at the Small Business Association where I worked as a volunteer for SCORE. The people that gave me the letter informed me whom the letter was from and that they were to report my reaction to the letter as I read it. They told me that the letter was written by an old black lady named Dorothy who started as a good friend and advisor to President Jimmy Carter during his administration. She was a prophetess and apparently very good at what she did. She would often counsel the president on matters of foreign policy and would be an ear to God’s voice if you will, for the nation. She was so good at what she did, President Carter gave her as a gift to President Ronald Regan upon his arrival in the White House. President Regan did just as his predecessor did and gifted her to George Bush. Bush then gifted her to Bill Clinton. Bill Clinton then gifted her to George Bush, Jr. Finally George Bush, Jr gifted her to President Barack Obama where she served for his two terms until she died in 2016. Upon her deathbed, she was given a scribe to write letters to a few of her clients, that had hired her along the way and a few others I guess. One of those letters was written to me.

Upon opening the letter, after all, they had told me about what she’d done for our nation and all the wars she prevented, and how she charged all these wealthy people money to tell them what to do with their money, I told them that she sounded like a glorified fortune teller from all I’ve heard. I
opened the letter, the very first sentence stated, “By the time they finish telling you about me, you’re going to say I’m nothing but a glorified fortune teller, but I can assure you that I am none the least.” My jaw dropped in awe as I read this woman speak about everything I was going through at that moment trying to find out exactly who I was and why I was chosen. She told me that I would need a lot of help and that the enemy would try every trick up his sleeve to stop me. She told me that many wouldn’t believe me and I’d watch things on the news as if I were seeing it for the 2nd time. She spoke of how I would find things funny that others would wonder about not knowing that I knew the outcome of the situations that were about to happen. She said that the same gift that was once in her now resided in me. She told me how to nourish and train the gift. She told me that God would
provide everything I needed along the way and my life would be like a movie. All these things I’ve seen come to pass. It was as though she knew me and was reading the story of my life to me.

The letter had a hidden message in it.  The lady that presented me with the letter paid an enormous amount of money to add in the letter that I needed to leave my wife for her. I understood her wisdom as the letter was delivered unopened.  my snoopy wife found the letter and read it and couldn’t believe the things it said about her to be true. The letter caused so much confusion in my
marriage that I shredded it one day at the Commerce Club. It was simply ripping my marriage apart. I needed to leave for a season, but not divorce my wife, I loved her and would never leave my family for anything. I have a vow that I made
before God, I will honor it.

After receiving the letter my wife refused to believe the contents and said it sounded like witchcraft to her. To this day she still doesn’t believe in my visions, the letter, or that any of this is real. She and my parents say it is all coincidental and don’t believe something like this could happen to someone like
me.

While I was away from my wife for a period of about six months I met other pastors and apostles that were in awe of the things happening in my life. I didn’t want to tell many of my story because I wanted help with the growing and nourishing of the gift. Along with the gift came much wisdom and a gift of
discernment. I could quickly discern that many of these men of God only wanted to keep me around for selfish gain. I would not allow them to stay in my circle. I also met many women that were in awe of the gift and would do just about anything to be a part of it. It was difficult remaining faithful to my wife during this time. Every night became a struggle. I was away from my wife, had no wedding ring, and although I didn’t lie about my wife and our situation. The women were more than happy to try to keep me pleased. My wife was pregnant at home taking care of my two sons, Elijah and Emmanuel. The devil was trying to make a trifeling man out of me. I quickly understood what it meant to walk in the wilderness. I came home to see them on weekends and once throughout the week. Eventually, my wife moved out of the house and in with some family.

Our baby came and I was there for his birth. Ezra was born in a time of torment in our marriage. I will never forget the division between me and my wife. When Ezra came home I moved back into our home and my wife joined me. We made a decision to patch up our marriage. She wasn’t believing the visions and admitted that there was something evil attacking
our marriage. We both knew that we were under spiritual attack. I repented to god. I told her very vivid and descriptive details of my affairs with the other women if there were any, and begged her forgiveness. As hard as it was to see her hurt I knew that God would not bless mess so the only way to shame the devil was to tell her the truth and become open and have no secrets. Somehow she forgave me and we both knew that it would take a long time for things to heal.

Unfortunately, we would have no time, because most of this reflection of our marriage and the wrongs we had to right came right before Mother’s Day. That Mother’s Day night we would be in a horrible 5 car pile-up on I-85 on the way home from Greenville, SC visiting my parents. Everyone was ok except our oldest son Elijah who suffered a concussion. Elijah
was rushed to the hospital and sent home with doctors' orders to leave him out of school for the week and was put on a concussion watch. That next weekend Elijah would be rushed back to the hospital for a devastating seizure that would not break for over a day. The doctors had no choice but to induce
him into a comma. Elijah never came back to us from that condition. He was wheelchair-bound, could not walk, eat, or talk. He was completely non-responsive and showed no emotion or ability to communicate. For the next 2months, my
wife and I stayed together in the hospital with Elijah and acted as if none of the cheating or separation had taken place. We were given our chance to reconcile and patch up our marriage. It was far from perfect. But we both realized that we couldn’t do this on our own. Our family needed us to work
more than the devil wanted us to not work. We prayed and talked to the pastor that married us. He helped counsel us. We also received counseling from a professional therapist. We didn’t stick with her because of finances but she was very helpful. We
eventually found a therapist that accepted our insurance that we could see weekly.

My marriage was back on track and I was on my way to recovering all the devil had stolen from me. I learned that the visions were more active in the fall and winter months than in the spring and summer months. All this seemed like a terrible dream. Our lives had been changed so much through the accident. We were now home and had full-time nurses to help us care for Elijah. I got the bills which had amounted to well over a million dollars. Thankfully Elijah’s insurance covered it all. The whole time we were in the hospital I called our church, for help. I sent emails, I even made visits to let them know what was happening to our son. No one ever bothered to write us back, call to check on us, not even a prayer was given. We were now home and the once very active church family we were, found ourselves churchless. My wife almost lost her faith. I was determined to not let the devil destroy our family. I often thought of Job and all the Lord had allowed him to go through. My father would also call me giving me that same message, encouraging me to stay strong.

I’d gotten back with my wife. She and I were now in agreement that we had been under spiritual warfare. We prayed often together. We kept our faith and visited so many different churches on our journey to find a new church home. Our old Church had really done us over, but we even found
ourselves still visiting there a few times to worship. We thought it was time to find a small church that could give our family the attention we needed. Megachurches had done nothing but disappoint us.
Through all of this time, God had been talking to me and teaching me about my new gift and explaining the trails we were going through and that was still over the horizon. He continued to tell me things about the future and about a new economy that would emerge. A new way of doing kingdom business. He told me about a new government and about the shift that was about to take place. He told me about how my country would be flipped upside down in the process. While the few people I shared my thoughts with, like my therapists and pastors, told me to write down all my accounts, visions, and encounters
with God. God told me to do something very different. I was always good at and enjoyed building websites. He told me to jot down my lessons and visions on a website and keep it hidden away from people. I did just that. I did it from the very beginning of my journey with him. At the time I was still
volunteering with SCORE. I’d often work on my website there and late at night when I was alone and at peace. When I first started creating the site a couple of years before he told me to store the site under something called groovv. I didn’t know what it meant or why I quickly bought the domain Groovv.org, not knowing what I would do with it. The Lord told me to hide my visions at Groovv.org. I did just that. It didn’t make sense to anyone but me at first. A lot of statistics, quotes, and scripture. I’d add to it every day. I did this for a few years and when I finally showed it to my secretary at SCORE, she said it looked like a non-profit. She insisted that that is what God wanted it to be and shortly after I filed it as a non-profit and that is what it became. A faith-based non-profit. Neither of us liked the name Groovv though. I simply asked God one day what the acronym meant and in no time he replied, “God’s Returning Order Over the World”. It made perfect sense. Ann, my assistant couldn’t believe it. It was so clear to us. This quickly became the mission of the non-profit. He told me to call the organization the Wise Men Group. Everything just fell into place after that.

I wasn’t ready to share my new non-profit with the world yet. It remained hidden under groovv.org for a couple of years.

Finally, when he told me to, I revealed it under
www.TheWiseMen.co. He told me to register the Non-Profit as a political Action Party and that it will change the world. To this day I try not to do anything out of his order.

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There was a whole lot of paranormal activity in our house. I'd often be visited by demons in the night. They would dwell with me as if I could somehow help them out of the hell they were trapped in. demons aren't like angels at all. God and his angels never force their will on you. you have to invite them in. but these minions, will rape you and have their way with you. i would often rebuke them until finally, they stopped trying to come in, but it was if they knew who I was and they started respecting me. I would tell them to not touch my children or my wife ever again or I would have them destroyed. the devil himself even presented himself to me a couple of times. those are nights I wish not to remember. he knew exactly who I was. he'd come to check me out and size me up. 

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but one day the Lord told me that I would be visited by a special spirit that night. and when he came I should let him in. That night after everyone was asleep and I was in total serenity, a very old and large angel appeared from my fireplace. the room grew chilly and the aroma filled with wood. it was the angel of Noah. he told me that he and I were much alike. he said that like I was an alcoholic. he said that when got gave him his assignment to build the arch, the wife didn't support or believe in him either. no one did. but God told him that one day it would start to rain and the floods would come. he saved mankind that day and every animal. he explained that's exactly what I was building. The Wise Men Group was my arch. And one day it would start to rain and in it, I will save and change so many lives. . he told me to keep my faith and to not be discouraged. he said I was vetted and chosen for this assignment. then as quickly as he came, he was gone.

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God told me about Donald Trump way before the election that shocked the world, he told me about the attack on Experian a year before it happened. He even told me about the Russian meddling long before there was any thought about them meddling in our elections. I didn’t and still don’t have very many Facebook followers, but I’ve shared most of it on there for my records. Even to this day, I have many things on my website that haven’t been revealed to the world yet. I have a petition and pledge for people to join saying things that have not come to pass yet. I just want to be ready when they do. God is doing something new and I feel privileged to have a front-row seat. My wife and I pray daily over our son Elijah as we pray for all of our children and each other. One day my mom found my wedding ring, sitting up like a flower in the grass. We all thought it was an amazing sign from God. I’m so thankful for this assignment and all I have learned and taken from it. I understand that my first ministry is my family. and this isn't a ministry, this is simply an assignment from god. 

 

God has blessed me with so much wisdom and knowledge and understanding. my job is to teach others to think and to build a relationship with him just as I have. I'm just the first of many. Soon we will all be The Proof that he lives. 

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Updated 7.04.2020

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Recently God has allowed the devil to unleash a plague on the world. There will be another after this one. God wants us to know that ALL THINGS GOOD AND EVIL WORK TOGETHER FOR THE GOOD OF THOSE WHO KNOW THE LORD. There is a reason why doctors and scientists can't figure this virus out and can't answer why so many are immuned and why some die and some live. THIS IS THE RAPTURE! True this pandemic has been here before, but God told me this is the last season. it's our final curtain call. He's ready to come back but his bride is not ready for him. My assignment is to correct the nations and correct the church for his return. He also says theirs a reason the church doors are closed and will remain closed. Because those who chose to stay out in the world, are now stuck out there in the world. But hope is not gone. He's been disappointed in his pastors. he wants them all to come outside of your church walls and step out into the world to fish for your men. He told us that he would make us fishermen of men. But we've grown so lazy that we wait for the fish to hop in the boat. Those days are over. 

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True we have Facebook and Youtube to spread his Gospel. But the only ones who hear it are those that are already saved. He said the sinners would rather pay Spotify and tidal to hear the devil's tongue than listen to His word for free. We have certainly got work to do and if you turn on any news outlet it is starting to rain. I'm trying to surround myself around pastors and people that see the vision and are ready to be bold leaders and help change the world!

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I've reached out to the Asian community and the Hispanic communities and they are ready to walk with us. I think that it’s a start to bridging the gap between our communities.

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With all the tension and racism not only in America but around the world, I see what God is doing. He's aligning us to Take Over. This organization will be the revolution.

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Updated 4.25.2021

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God has given me direction. The entire world is plagued with a virus and most don't trust the vaccine. President Trump lost the election. in Nigeria, the Muslims are killing innocent Christians in God's name. They've cut off their food supply and Christians are dying while the world turns a deaf ear as Christians dig their own graves. What's sad is if these were white children with blue eyes and blond hair there would be a world war and America & Europe would all lock arms in agreement that we must put a stop to this.

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As I watch on the news another black man died at the hand of the police, we come together to protest and reform, but nobody sees what's going on across the sea where our ancestors came from. killing each other not for their color but one prophet over the other. I'm trying so hard to not rhyme my words. God continues to shower me with gifts, this one is for my lips. it's like I hid my concealed weapon. I had it all my life never thought twice about using it, because I knew was a double edge sword, it could change a life or take a life. 

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God has given me the authority, to lead his people back to glory. This will make one hell of a story. I've been anointed and groomed to be a king. he's bringing people in my life to make a dream team like in the '90s when Jordan schooled the whole world. He trusts it with me it's in my hands. he's given me the authority, to rule over principalities, and then we'll bring dominion. Finally, I'll usher my Father home. To fight this war I'm not alone. He's given an army of angels to protect me and my family. Bernard is bold as a bear and with His wisdom, I can see the future and it looks so so fair.

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The prophecy is about to be fulfilled. You'd think it was rehearsed. The first shall be the last, and the last shall be the first. This whole Government will fall. A two-party system won't survive. it was written so we must comply. The Wise Men ain't here to take sides. We coming with power and all might we'll take over without a fight. 

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In the end, every knee will bow. It's the final curtain call. To all you sinners you've been warned. I'm about to start calling out names. I'm not here to judge, just to tell you what's up. Give you one last chance to cough it up, and repent for your sins. You sold your life to the devil, but where you're wrong is it was never yours to give away. Jesus already paid the price. It's not up to you and me, he was the ultimate sacrifice. So I'm coming to save you dear world. Please pray for me or something, This ain't all going be for nothing. I think I made this message simple and plain. So even the autistic will understand who's coming through. I'm ready for what's next. Healing power under my belt, as I duplicate myself. 

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Please pray for me! He told me to go where the Church won't go. There's a reason the doors of the church remain closed. He only wants His BOLD RIGHTEOUS PASTORS to step out right now. He called on the Called to be fishermen of men, but instead, they sat back and got fat and lazy hoping the fish would jump in. So He's raising new leaders with a double anointing to go out in these streets and compete where the enemy meets. The lost are selling their souls to the devil, this whole world is in trouble. These are today's leaders, are we surprised that Lucifer's a cheater. So he sent man The Proof to show the world, there's no excuse. You and I can go toe to toe with the enemy and all his folk. He knows me well and has studied my name. Daddy's coming home to sit on His throne. The devil has convinced the man that they are nothing but dogs, well it's crate time, and watch them get muddy like hogs. They know that their time is almost over. Elohim has raised new soldiers.

 

I am more than a conqueror, watch this King show out, this next chapter will erase ALL Doubt!