Calmly pause and think about the following food for your soul:
It is written:
18 This is where wisdom is needed; those who understand should count the number of the beast, for it is the number of a person, and its number is 666. ~ Revelation 13:18
The above verse is one reason we cannot substitute our western world’s English names for the days of the week for the numbers YeHoVaH gave to them. I explain what I mean here in the end note.
Revelation 13:18 says the Mark of the Beast is the number of a man (a person) and that number is 666. Now many people have tried to decipher this verse by using their own interpretations when Scripture tells us that only the Ruach HaKodesh (Holy Spirit) knows all truths and reveals YeHoVaH’s Truths that are in His Word. The biblical truth, then, is that YeHoVaH gave us the answer to Revelation 13:18 in the Old Testament.
It is written:
26 Then YeHoVaH said, “Let us make humankind in our image, in the likeness of ourselves; and let them rule over the fish in the sea, the birds in the air, the animals, and over all the earth, and over every crawling creature that crawls on the earth.”
27 So YeHoVaH created humankind in his own image; in the image of Elohim he created him: male and female he created them.
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31 YeHoVaH saw everything that he had made, and indeed it was very good. So there was evening, and there was morning, a sixth day. ~ Genesis 1: 26-27, 31
It is written:
7 Then YeHoVaH, God, formed a person from the dust of the ground and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life, so that he became a living being. ~ Genesis 2:7
(Note: Verse 4 in Genesis 2 tells us that Genesis 2 is the history/generations of how the heavens, the earth, and mankind began.)
Now, in the Hebrew languages, the singular form of Elohim is Eloah. In Genesis 1:27, Elohim, the plural form, is used here to not only describe the one and only God of Israel, whose personal name was revealed to Moses as YeHoVaH, but also to tell us that the image of Elohim is a Father, Son, and Holy Spirit image – a Godhead image, which means YeHoVaH’s image is a triune (three in one) or tripartite (consisting of three parts) image.
The Scripture says this triune God created man in His three-in-one image on the sixth day. Therefore, Revelation‘s 666 should be seen for what it is – the number of a tripartite man/person.
Man (i.e., the first Adam) was created on the sixth day, and Scripture says the sixes in Revelation‘s 666 represent a man/person. The number 6, then, is mentioned 3 times in Revelation 13 because, just like the image of Elohim is a triune image, so is the image of man because he was made in Elohim’s image. Therefore, 666 represents the man (the first beast that comes out of the sea – out of the Gentiles, specifically, out of the Muslims because Abraham’s first son, Ishmael, was by the Muslim woman Hagar), and this first beast is the anti-Messiah. It is his image that people worship, and his image that 666 represents. Furthermore, the second beast is the False Prophet, the one who comes out of the earth – out of the Middle East, possibly Israel. He is the one who makes people worship the image of the anti-Messiah, and it is the False Prophet who creates the Mark of the Beast, which is the number of a man.
The anti-Messiah initially is a man, and all men come from the original man (Adam) who was made on the sixth day. It was on the sixth day that Adam was given: 1. a BODY (created from the dust of the earth), 2. a SPIRIT (breathed into his body), and 3. a SOUL (became alive, a living being or living soul because YeHoVaH gave him a functioning brain or a soul that consists of his personality; this personality is created in man’s mind and by his will or desires and his emotions).
A tripartite man (created with a body that houses his spirit and soul) who will be a Muslim anti-Messiah – Revelation 13’s beast from the sea – is what 666, the number of a man, means. Selah!
Clearly, since man was made on day 6th of Creation, Revelation‘s 666 cannot be interpreted as Friday, Friday, Friday. (For the people who think they can give YeHoVaH’s numerically described days of the week in the Bible our western world’ English names for our days of the week. Ref. The Christians and non-Christians who declare the seventh-day Sabbath is on Saturday.)
So if you were raised along with the Messiah, then seek the things above, where the Messiah is sitting at the right hand of [YeHoVaH]. 2 Focus your minds on the things above, not on things here on earth. 3 For you have died, and your life is hidden with the Messiah in [YeHoVaH]. 4 When the Messiah, who is our life, appears, then you too will appear with him in glory!
5 Therefore, put to death the earthly parts of your nature — sexual immorality, impurity, lust, evil desires and greed (which is a form of idolatry); 6 for it is because of these things that [YeHoVaH’s] anger is coming on those who disobey him. 7 True enough, you used to practice these things in the life you once lived; 8 but now, put them all away — anger, exasperation, meanness, slander and obscene talk. 9 Never lie to one another; because you have stripped away the old self, with its ways, 10 and have put on the new self, which is continually being renewed in fuller and fuller knowledge, closer and closer to the image of its Creator. 11 The new self allows no room for discriminating between Gentile and Jew, circumcised and uncircumcised, foreigner, savage, slave, free man; on the contrary, in all, the Messiah is everything. ~ Colossians 3:1-11
Female blacks have been dehumanized and depersonalized for centuries. My maternal grandmother and her sisters have known about these seeds of slavery, but they buried the atrocities their ancestors faced right after the last remnant migrated northward.
My maternal grandmother and her sisters moved to Pennsylvania from Georgia. However, their belief that they were free from slavery’s horrible aftereffects was not enough to keep their ancestors’ atrocities buried. It also was not enough to obliterate the Deep South’s psychological invisibility – the feeling blacks get when their individual abilities, personality, and worth are disregarded because of the dominant culture’s imposed prejudice.
Feeling invisible is a common phenomenon for black females. The southern dominant culture had always disregarded or devalued female slaves’ unique traits that did not reflect whites’ privilege status. Whites hid blacks’ conflicting attributes behind the cloak of psychological invisibility. When female black slaves realized their real worth, personalities, and incomparable abilities were hidden, each individual developed an inner intuition – a sixth sense – that was activated whenever the dominant culture set up an invisibility barrier.
Though my grandmother and her sisters were almost a thousand miles north of the Deep South, they soon discovered that those seeds of slavery they had hoped they would escape were watered more in Wilkes-Barre and Philadelphia than the seeds of freedom. There, in the North, they learned that the same stereotypes that were forced on them and their ancestors in the Deep South still continued to conceal their true identities and values. As a result, my grandmother and her sisters were forced to decide how they would make themselves visible.
During most of my life’s first seven years, I pondered what was wrong with me. I wondered why most of the people who loved my white friends didn’t love me the same way. My answer finally came in the still of the night when darkness was thick, oppressive, and almost unearthly.
On the longest, darkest night, I was unexpectedly awakened by the commotion that was coming from the neighboring driveway. I sat up. My eyes scoured the room, hunting for something familiar. Nothing was visible – not even my hands in front of my face. The darkness had enveloped me, so I groped about blindly. Seconds later, I found the light switch above my bed. Immediately, the light masked the blackness but not before the darkness showed me that I was invisible.
My hiddenness did not result from a sleight-of-hand trick. No sorcerer’s prestidigitation could ever be responsible for the exclusions and marginalizations that were later explained to me. Certainly, my invisibility would need more than a waved magic wand or verbal summons to make me visible. My hiddenness would also need more than the flip of a switch to shed light on why the dominant culture failed to see me.
While my value and identity went undetectable for the nine consecutive years that followed my first seven years, solitude became my closest friend. I chose to retreat to my sanctuary of solitude – my bedroom – after school. It was the only place I could feel visible. It was the only place I could find peace. It was the only place I could feel safe to ugly cry.
Although I had friends and was close to several cousins, I never felt accepted or important. I never was popular or part of the in-crowd.
My parents were poor. My parents were also alcoholics for most of my childhood. That is why I often didn’t eat healthy food and didn’t wear fashionable clothes or shoes. I also didn’t have the necessary school supplies or other things many children my age never had to give a second thought.
I was laughed at for not having any Christmas gifts to bring to school for show and tell, laughed at for bringing soiled brown paper bag lunches to school, laughed at because I wore outdated Salvation Army and Goodwill clothing, or laughed at for wearing clothes I stitched together from McCall’s, Simplicity, Butterwick, and other such patterns.
I was called a crybaby because I had my maternal grandmother’s teary eyes that ran whenever there was too much wind (freezing, warm, or hot), too much sunshine, or too much pollen. My eyes teared whenever they were too tired or whenever I looked at something too long.
Other strikes against me were my plainness, independence, morality, and wise and mature attitude toward life. I could not comprehend why any of that intimidate the same age and older people in my hometown, but it did.
Nine years after the night my invisibility was revealed I was crushed when, in the main hallway beside high school lockers, all my friends were talking about their dates to the annual spring dance. I was the only silent one because the boy I hoped would ask me asked someone else. Even though I smiled as if it was no big deal, inside I felt mortified.
That evening, in the solitude of my sanctuary, I vented in unfiltered honesty. With my face pressed against my safe haven’s window, my squinted eyes swam in tears. I ugly cried while praying to my God.
I wailed, “I don’t get why You did this to me. Why did You make me so unlovable and unattractive? Why am I always the only one who is left out?” Pink-eyed and lachrymose I pleaded, “Please make me loveable and likable to everyone I know. Surround me with family and friends who really see me and absolutely love who they see. Also, please send me a special guy who will love me and want me, forever.”
Just then I was startled by a sudden brightness. I opened my eyes in time to see the dazzling streak of light that had pierced through the smothering clouds. The light shocked me because when I started praying the sky was gray, cloudy, and stormy – like my emotions.
At the same moment that the radiant light appeared unexpectedly, so did the wealth of love I soon saw and felt. The sky paraded my God’s Love while He spoke to me. The Voice that I heard told me that I would be loved the way I deserved to be loved. I was speechless and filled with joy.
In the 55 years that followed the evening YeHoVaH spoke His Words to me, a then sad 16-year-old girl, I have remained invisible to most Americans. I am still unpopular, unfashionable, and unimportant. No one listens to the wealth of wisdom I received in those 55 years, and I have no man in my life who loves me the way I deserve to be loved. However, my life is the best it has ever been, in spite of a divorce and the loss of Ade, my oldest son.
How is that possible? Well, with YeHoVaH, all things are possible.
Suffice it to say, it was not until I understood that, from the day I accepted Yeshua as my Lord and Savior, it was YeHoVaH who loves me, and had always loved me, the way I deserve to be loved. In fact, He loves me more than I deserve to be loved. Knowing this truth is why I am more content than I have ever been.
I actually enjoy my current solitude and singleness because I know that my new identity and new value come from YeHoVaH through His Son, Yeshua. So, even though I also know that being treated as invisible by the dominant culture is a common phenomenon for black females, it is my spiritual hiddenness that I embrace.
Now, since my spiritual life is invisible, that makes being treated as a joint-heir in the Kingdom of YeHoVaH by my fellow spiritual sisters and brothers another common phenomenon – one that all black females who are in Yeshua have come to know. However, because my spiritual life’s new identity and value are hidden with Yeshua HaMashiach in YeHoVaH, there isn’t anybody who could see the real me without first seeing YeHoVaH and then seeing Yeshua.
This spiritual discernment won’t mean that a reborn and saved Yeshua believer cannot or should not desire earthly things. It simply means that since he or she is one with Yeshua, and Yeshua is One with YeHoVaH, the saved and born-again believer’s focus and desires should be on and about this person becoming the best child of YeHoVaH he or she was reborn to be.
This truth was why I had to learn to focus on living my new life the way YeHoVaH wants me to live it. It was possible to do because it was not in His Will that the dominant culture’s invisibility barriers (physical or psychological) would have power or authority over my spiritual life’s reborn and saved new identity and value.
For sure, the Kingdom of YeHoVaH’s spiritual hiddenness is more powerful and has more authority than every earthly dominant culture’s racially unjust and unholy cloak of psychological invisibility. Then too, the Kingdom of YeHoVaH’s spiritual hiddenness elevates Yeshua believers’ privilege status above every earthly dominant culture’s spurious privilege status. For me, what that means is, as long as I remain faithful and obedient to YeHoVaH and His Law, my God will allow me to be the head instead of the tail. Selah!