This Is Our Testimony
Children of YudHeyVavHey
We are children of YudHeyVavHey, and this is our testimony, and this is what brought us here today.
We did not come to collect opinions. We came to learn the truth — the truth that we know that we know, without a shadow of a doubt — so that we would know what we are talking about. So we set ourselves to eliminate all the traditions that man made, and to test everything in the Scriptures, to see if it was real or not real. What stood the test, we kept. What did not, we let go. That testing is still the rule of this house, and everything you will find here has passed through it. We claim no denomination — not one, of any kind. Only the written Word, nothing else.
And here is why. Denominations rip a house apart: brother cuts down brother over names that men made, and the Word goes out wrapped in confusion. The Father’s picture is the opposite — His people in one accord, of one heart. If the Word went out that way, it would spread unvoid throughout the whole earth. That is why this house carries no man’s label: His Word only, for all His children.
Where it is written — Acts 2:1:
“And in the day of the Pentecost being fulfilled, they were all with one accord at the same place.”1 Corinthians 1:10:
“…that the same thing you may all say, and there may not be divisions among you, and you may be perfected in the same mind, and in the same judgment.”
Under each scene stands the verse it lined up with — that is how we knew it was really from the Father. Test this testimony the same way we tested everything else.
Spoken over, before I knew
I am the fourth child of my family. My mother once told me that Elohim had spoken about the fourth child — “It’s going to be your fourth” — words my mother no longer remembers. I remember. Before I knew anything, the Father’s attention was already on my life.
The child on the tilted earth
When I was a small child, I had what I still cannot fully call a dream. I was smaller than an ant, standing on the earth — the earth was tilted and round, out among the galaxies — and I was talking with the Father. His face was two or three times bigger than the earth. I could see His hair, white as wool, thick and full, and His beard, and His teeth, whiter than anything I have ever seen. But I could not see His eyes. It was as if He would not let me see His eyes. And as He spoke, He was telling me that His Word was void in the earth — His Word was void throughout the world.
I carried that sentence my whole life. Years later, I understood: men had made the Word void by their traditions, twisting and turning the truth. This house began because we wanted the Word out — plain and whole.
Where it is written — Isaiah 55:11:
“So is My word that goes out of My mouth:
It does not return to Me empty,
But has done that which I desired,
And prosperously effected that [for] which I sent it.”Mark 7:13:
“…setting aside the word of Elohim for your tradition that you delivered; and many such like things you do.”
Running to the Light
Once, as a child, I was hit in the head by a ball and knocked out cold. While I was out, I saw myself running through fields of wheat, and at the end there was a Light — and I was running to the Light. There were no trees at the top, no horizon. Just Light.
Psalm 43:3:
“Send forth Your light and Your truth,
They lead me, they bring me in,
To Your holy hill, and to Your dwelling places.”John 8:12:
“I AM the light of the world; he who is following Me will not walk in the darkness, but he will have the light of life.”
The wind in a still house
Another time, I was lying on my bed, alone, just praising the Father. There was no wind in the house — not a curtain moved. And suddenly a rushing wind went through me, like it had somewhere to go.
Acts 2:2:
“and there came suddenly out of the sky a sound as of a violent rushing wind, and it filled all the house where they were sitting…”John 3:8:
“The Spirit blows where [that] One wills, and you hear [that] One’s voice, but you have not known from where [that] One comes, and to where [that] One goes; thus is everyone who has been born of the Spirit.”
The silence on the road
Years later, I was driving home, singing, with my little daughter beside me. All at once everything stood still. The music stopped. Everything went completely silent — and I felt a covering being pulled off me, the way a sheet is pulled off. Ahead of us on that road was a three-car head-on collision. Had we kept going, we would have been in it. The Father had stopped us. My daughter only asked, “What just happened?”
Psalm 91:11:
“For He charges His messengers for you,
To keep you in all your ways.”Psalm 121:7–8:
“YudHeyVavHey preserves you from all evil,
He preserves your soul.
YudHeyVavHey preserves your going out and your coming in,
From now on—even for all time!”
The red clay road
In a season of deep grief — cut off from my own daughter, lying in bed not wanting to go on — I found myself walking up a red clay dirt road that grew narrower as it climbed. An angel walked with me. At the gate, Yehoshua was there, though I could not see Him. The angel said, “Whatever you do, don’t look back.” I looked back, and I saw my own burial, a few days ahead — a casket. And Yehoshua said to me: “That’s your job — go teach them.” Looking down, I saw my family: our children, my parents — the whole house. That road is why this house teaches. It was not our idea; it was an assignment.
Psalm 30:5:
“For—a moment [is] in His anger,
Life [is] in His goodwill,
At evening remains weeping, and at morning singing.”Matthew 28:20:
“teaching them to observe all, whatever I commanded you, and behold, I am with you all the days—until the full end of the age.”
Dreams like parables
All my life, the Father has spoken in parable-pictures — dreams I could not assemble until they unfolded in front of me, in near sequence: around my father’s passing, around a great loss in our family, around my own days in the hospital. Every time, it was like a parable: shown first, understood as it came to pass.
Numbers 12:6:
“Now hear My words: If your prophet is of YudHeyVavHey,
I make Myself known to him in a vision; I speak with him in a dream.”Joel 2:28:
“And it has come to pass afterward,
I pour out My Spirit on all flesh,
And your sons and your daughters have prophesied,
Your old men dream dreams,
Your young men see visions.”
What we taught our children before we knew
We taught our children Christmas and Easter, the way we had been taught, with whole hearts. Then we began to test everything — and we learned it was not about Christmas and Easter at all. It was about Passover, and the feasts the Father Himself appointed, in His exact order. No one undoes years of teaching lightly. But we would rather stand before our children and say, “We taught you what we knew; then we learned better — come and see,” than hold onto a tradition we knew was not His. That honesty is part of this testimony.
1 Corinthians 5:7–8:
“…for our Passover was sacrificed for us also—HaMashiach, so that we may keep the celebration, not with old leaven, nor with the leaven of evil and wickedness, but with unleavened [bread] of sincerity and truth.”
The seal on my heart
After I was immersed, I went apart to change out of my wet clothes. Nobody was in that room but me — and the Father. And there, alone with Him, I felt it: my heart being sealed, deep within my soul, and a burning in it like fire — like the bush Moses saw, burning, and yet not consumed. I was not on fire. Nothing burned up. It was a deep sealing, and it was powerful, and I have carried it ever since.
Song of Songs 8:6–7:
“Set me as a seal on your heart, as a seal on your arm,
For strong as death is love,
Sharp as Sheol is jealousy,
Its burnings [are] burnings of fire, a flame of YAH!
Many waters are not able to quench the love,
And floods do not wash it away.”Exodus 3:2:
“…and behold, the bush is burning with fire, and the bush is not consumed.”2 Corinthians 1:22:
“…who also sealed us, and gave the deposit of the Spirit in our hearts.”
Like Ruth: how we belong
Some ask what we call ourselves. We take no label of “Jew,” and we claim no tribe — the record hands us no tribe-name and does not tell us to ask for one. We are children of YudHeyVavHey, grafted into His people the way Ruth came in: from outside, by cleaving. Ruth was a Moabitess; the record never hides it, and never lets it bar the gate. Ruth’s own words are the pattern:
Ruth 1:16–17:
“Do not urge me to leave you—to turn back from after you; for to where you go I go, and where you lodge I lodge; your people [is] my people, and your Elohim my Elohim. Where you die I die, and there I am buried; thus does YudHeyVavHey to me, and thus He adds—for death itself parts between me and you.”
And the outsider’s inheritance stands written with the Father’s own seal. Ezekiel’s vision seats the sojourners as native and allots them an inheritance among the tribes (47:22) — then gives its rule:
Ezekiel 47:23:
“And it has come to pass, in the tribe with which the sojourner sojourns, there you give his inheritance,” a declaration of Elohim YudHeyVavHey.
Ephesians 2:19:
“Then, therefore, you are no longer strangers and sojourners, but fellow-citizens of the holy ones, and of the household of Elohim.”
So we belong as the record says: joined, grafted in, fellow citizens of the household. Whatever tribe that is, then so be it — the portion is His to give, and He has already given the name that matters: His children.
Heavy of mouth
One more thing stands in the open. Yes — I have had speech problems all my life. The words scramble; they do not always come out the way they stand in my heart. I am not ashamed of it, because I am not the first. Moses stood before the Father with the same confession:
Exodus 4:10–12:
“O my Master, I [am] not a man of words, either yesterday, or before, or since Your speaking to Your servant, for I [am] slow of mouth, and slow of tongue.”
“Who appointed a mouth for man? Or who appoints the mute, or deaf, or open, or blind? Is it not I, YudHeyVavHey? And now, go, and I am with your mouth, and have directed you that which you speak.”
The Father answered the stumble with a promise and with a person: Aaron, Moses’ brother, given to be a mouth beside him — “he is to you for a mouth” (Exod 4:16). So it is here: what gets spoken scrambled gets set down straight, and the Word goes out.
But our wilderness is not Moses’ wilderness. We are not walking in sand. The wilderness of this age is where its people gather — the internet, the social places of this world — and so that is where we carry the truth, so that it can be known, and His Word will not be void in the earth anymore.
Test it yourself
We do not ask you to take our word for any of this. Everything in this house is tested against the Scriptures themselves, and we invite you to test it the same way, the way the people of Berea did, searching the Scriptures to see whether these things are so (Acts 17:11). What is His Word will stand. What is only man’s will fall away. That is all we have ever wanted: the truth, separated clean, so that His Word is void no longer.
YudHeyVavHey bless you and keep you;
YudHeyVavHey cause His face to shine on you, and favor you;
YudHeyVavHey lift up His countenance on you, and appoint for you — peace.
— Children of YudHeyVavHey