A Message to Witness 1 - Timothy - A Line in the Sand

Timothy,

I post this publicly so it goes out into the spiritual realms - not because I care about drama (though I know many sinners loves drama and never want to help...that's a sin!).

Timothy, you are in deep sin, and it has clouded your mind.

Nearly seven years ago, you promised me if I gave up my life for you, you would give up marijuana for me. For years, you have promised and broken every promise about marijuana. It has killed my heart.

When you smoke (and abuse other drugs), you go into altered states, and false spirits take reign. You do not smoke it in a healthy way - you idolize it. You harm people when you smoke, and it causes you to lose conviction for wrongdoing.

Next, despite performing actual miracles before your eyes at times over the years, you do not believe me. I have given you enough evidence that I am who I say I am.

By speaking to your family and friends who support the vaccine, Trump, and the beast system, you harm me. They have showed you clearly who they are, yet you still talk to them. That creates "unequal yoking" in our marriage. They all openly support the Anti-Christ system and beast. The Bible is clear not to be yoked with unbelievers.

In my opinion, you have committed adultery in your heart, especially with your evil books.

You have put me through years of torture and pain. You have never felt sorry or convicted for harming me.

I have defended you, given you mercy, fasted and prayed for you, and I have given you every single chance.

I draw my line in the sand.

I am not paying your credit card. I am not paying your rent (if that is the stand I must take). I am not doing it anymore. I will document this testimony live, and I call on you to repent.

I do not care what the readers think of me. The world already hates me.

Jesus Christ loves me, and He backs me in this statement.

So, Jesus Christ, today, I draw a line. Timothy, will you choose me or the world?

I still love you, but it is time for you to repent and face true consequences.

Finally, stop yelling and screaming at me. Treat me like a human. Remember who you are when I met you in the cabin. I still love you, I still hold out hope, but I am not a fool. I am full of Wisdom. I must choose the narrow path, even if you do not.

There is no middle ground. You cannot serve two masters. Who do you serve?

With love and Wisdom,

Elizabeth