Tag: territorial spirits

It’s our first week in the new house. We just moved to Crestview, Florida — finally stepping into what we believed would be a season of peace, restoration, and establishing roots under the covering of YAHUAH as a covenant family. The transition has already felt weighty in the spirit, but we’re here — we made it. And we’re trying to breathe again.

But almost immediately, something shifted.

I’ve been bleeding heavily since the road trip here — more than usual — and it’s only intensified since arriving at the house. The spiritual resistance is tangible. I feel it pressing in, but I also feel the presence of YAHUAH drawing near. We knew we were stepping onto contested ground, but we didn’t expect the confrontation to come so quickly.

Two days ago, we set up an above-ground pool on the back deck for our kids. It’s about 14 feet wide. Just a little gift — a moment of joy after the long move. They had played in it earlier that day while my husband filled it about three-fourths full. The sun was shining, and the energy was light. Everything seemed fine.

But later that evening, after dinner, our daughter asked to go back outside and play in the water again. And even though everything had felt peaceful earlier, I suddenly felt uneasy — deeply uneasy. My husband kept telling me to go inside and rest, to take it easy because of the bleeding. But I couldn’t.

Something in my spirit said stay.

I couldn’t shake the feeling that I needed to be outside. I didn’t know why at the time, but I felt unsettled — as if I were being alerted in the Ruach. Not afraid. Just awake.

And then it happened.

My husband stepped into the middle of the pool, where the kids had just been playing minutes earlier, and immediately noticed something was off. “The deck feels different here,” he said. “It wasn’t like this before.”

Without hesitation, I said, “Get out. Now.”

I told him not to wait. I told my daughter not to jump again — she had just been bouncing near the center moments earlier. “Anaia, come here,” I said urgently. “Noah needs to get out right now.” My husband moved to lift our son near the back door, and I led our daughter toward the deck stairs.

I warned everyone: “Nobody step in the middle.”

We split directions. I walked Anaia down the stairs and around the back gate to re-enter the house through the front. My husband came through the back door with Noah. Once inside, I ran a bath for the kids. Then he went outside to check the deck again.

That’s when it gave way.

A violent crack split the silence. A wooden plank snapped upward, tearing a huge hole in the middle of the pool — exploding like a dam breaking open. Water surged across the yard. The entire center of the deck had collapsed inward.

It happened fast. But not without warning.

If we had been distracted in that moment — if I hadn’t insisted on staying outside — if I hadn’t told everyone to get out — someone could have been seriously injured. Or worse.

The pool is now destroyed. The deck is split, bent, and unstable. But by the mercy of YAHUAH, we are unharmed. Our children are safe. His covering was tangible. His warning was clear. His intervention undeniable.

But this wasn’t just a structural failure.

It felt targeted.

The collapse happened in the very center — right beneath the pool — almost as if something had broken through. Like a gate was being disturbed. Like something underground had been stirred.

The deck didn’t just break.

It sank inward.

As if something beneath had buckled or recoiled. A breach. A portal, perhaps. A spiritual pressure point that had been agitated — and reacted.

This was more than wood and water.

This was war.

We contacted the property manager immediately, explaining everything. But rather than discussing safety or liability or expressing concern, his response quickly shifted to asking for rent, which we are paying months in advance.

Not covering. Not compassion. Just business.

It confirmed what we were already discerning in the Ruach: this isn’t just a rental house — this is contested land. And we were being watched the moment we stepped foot on it.

So we’ve begun to war.

We’ve walked the yard. We’ve prayed over the house, over the gate, over our vehicles, over every doorway. We’ve covered every room and every inch of exposed land. The next day, I opened the back door and declared the Name of YAHUSHA boldly — and immediately, I heard a loud, unmistakable scream from outside.

Something fled.

Something was cast out.

And I knew: the enemy showed his hand too early — and now he’s being driven out.

We didn’t come here to settle into comfort. We came here to establish His reign.

And if the enemy is this afraid already, it’s only because he knows Who sent us.

The Hidden Battle

The next day, we needed to get out of the house.

We were still shaken. The deck had collapsed. The pool was torn. The tension in the atmosphere hadn’t lifted. I was bleeding more heavily than I had the entire trip, and I felt fragile — physically, emotionally, and spiritually. But we didn’t want fear to keep us trapped. So we packed the kids up and drove to Miramar Beach in Destin, praying the salty air would give us all a breath of relief.

The beach was beautiful, but it was crowded — too hot, too loud, too much. We only lasted about an hour and a half before turning back. I was feeling drained and uneasy the entire time.

That’s when my phone buzzed.

My dad had just replied to the pictures I’d sent him the day before — the ones of the kids playing in the pool, before it all came crashing down. He said:

“Look at the trees just left of Anaia and just left of Noah…”

I stared at the photo. Something was there, but I couldn’t name it at first. I responded honestly:

“I’m not sure. In the trees? Can you tell me what you see?”

That’s when he pointed it out. He circled the figures in the trees — and suddenly, it was undeniable.

Two dark figures were watching the children. One looked like a dragon. The other like a beast. Their faces were there. The shapes were distinct. They weren’t imagined. They were embedded in the trees in a way that couldn’t be explained away. Not faces made of leaves. Not a play of shadows. They were looking directly at our kids.

And suddenly, everything clicked.

The uneasiness. The timing. The fact that I felt a pull not to go back inside that night — a resistance in my spirit, as if I was standing between our children and a violent attack. And the way I insisted they get out of the pool, right before the entire structure gave way.

There was something watching.

Territorial.

Ancient.

And we’d disturbed it.

That night, the spiritual backlash began. The car alarm went off three times — something that has never happened before. No one touched the keys. No one was near the vehicle. The backyard motion light turned on without reason — twice. And after praying and declaring the Name of YAHUSHA aloud, I opened the deck door… and immediately, I heard a loud, guttural scream flee into the atmosphere.

Whatever had been lurking was not only real — it had been hiding. And now, it was exposed.

My dad said something that struck my spirit deeply:

“They couldn’t hide anymore because you’re there now. You’re bringing holiness.”

And I believe that. I believe that some spirits stay veiled until a covenant family arrives — a family walking in the authority of YAHUAH through YAHUSHA. The kind of authority that doesn’t cower. The kind that confronts. The kind that casts out.

We began to pray over the entire home. Over the deck. The land. The vehicles. The windows. The children. I even heard the Ruach whisper, “Clean out the house.” So I did. I removed anything that could have given these spirits legal ground.

Even this morning, as my husband read aloud Tehillim (Psalm) 91 over our family, the car alarm went off again.

It’s been relentless. But we are not afraid.

What we’ve learned is this: sometimes when you step into new territory, it’s not just a move. It’s a confrontation.

And the enemy will try everything to make you question your assignment.

But we are here.

We are covered.

And the Watchers… are watching no more.

The Spiritual Atmosphere Over Crestview

We didn’t know what we were stepping into when we arrived in Crestview — not fully. We were expecting to face spiritual opposition, of course. That’s what happens when covenant people move in obedience to YAHUAH. But there was a pressure here that began almost immediately. Not just in the air — in the atmosphere. In our bodies. In our children. In our marriage. In the land itself.

It wasn’t just one thing. It was everything. The timing. The deck. The bleeding. The screams. The heat. The resistance. The car alarm. The motion lights. The territorial watchers in the trees. The spiritual tension in our home. The tantrums, pride, sharpness, stubbornness rising like a wave. The heaviness. The exhaustion. The subtle but tangible presence of something ancient, oppressive, and territorial.

There are strongholds here.

And the moment we crossed into this region, they knew it.

From the minute we stepped foot in Crestview, it was as if the unseen realm took notice — and not in a passive way. It felt like we walked into a zone where spiritual permissions had already been established long ago… and our presence, as a set-apart, covenant-keeping family in the Name of YAHUSHA, disrupted them.

Crestview, Florida — the name itself is unassuming. But what’s under the surface? What contracts have been made on this land? What blood has been spilled? What rituals performed? What oaths taken?

Because the moment we got here, the land started to resist.

We’re not just speaking metaphorically. Scripture confirms that land itself can be defiled by bloodshed, sorcery, rebellion, and idolatry (Bemidbar/Numbers 35:33, Vayiqra/Leviticus 18:24–28). And when it is, the unclean spirits that gain permission to dwell there don’t just leave on their own. They linger. They watch. They claim what was given to them — until the true authority of YAHUAH is declared and His Name takes dominion.

That is exactly what we believe is happening here.

There’s a stronghold in this region — possibly linked to bloodshed, slavery, Freemasonry, secret societies, indigenous displacement, and even ancient portals — and the presence of a family walking in the true, narrow path of YAHUAH is a direct threat to those permissions.

And now the spiritual atmosphere is in turmoil.

But we are not afraid.

Because the moment you become aware of the territory you’re standing on — and the One who sent you — everything changes.

This is a battle for dominion. And we serve the King of all creation.

Unmasking July 4th and the Freemasonic Foundations of America

“If the foundations be destroyed, what can the righteous do?”

— Tehillim (Psalms) 11:3

🏛️ The Hidden Roots of America’s Independence

To most Americans, July 4th represents freedom, patriotism, and the birth of a nation. But behind the parades, fireworks, and red-white-and-blue traditions lies a much deeper — and darker — origin story.

The Declaration of Independence, signed in 1776, is often credited as the moment America declared liberty from the British crown. But few realize that many of the key signers were deeply involved in Freemasonry, a secretive society rooted in ancient mystery religions, esoteric knowledge, and the worship of a universal “architect” — a sanitized title that deliberately avoids the true Name of YAHUAH.

Freemasonry hides behind civic language but is deeply spiritual in nature. The oath-bound rituals, symbolic architecture, and coded language used by the founding fathers were not simply political — they were spiritual acts of rebellion cloaked as enlightenment.

📜 Facts to consider:

• At least 9 of the 56 signers of the Declaration of Independence were confirmed Freemasons. Some sources suggest far more were involved.
• George Washington, America’s first president, was a Master Mason and even laid the cornerstone of the U.S. Capitol building in a full Masonic ritual in 1793.
• The layout of Washington D.C. itself is based on Masonic symbols — including pentagrams, squares and compasses, and obelisks (sun pillars), most famously the Washington Monument, a 555-foot replica of an Egyptian obelisk dedicated to Ba’al worship.
• The so-called “gods” of liberty and reason—such as Columbia, Lady Liberty, and Minerva—are not just artistic allegories. These are pagan deities being venerated under new names, linked to Roman and Babylonian goddesses of war, sexual freedom, and rebellion.

This rebellion wasn’t just political — it was spiritual.

🔥 July 4th: A Day of Fire — But Whose Fire?

The celebration of Independence Day every year with fireworks, cannons, and displays of fire echoes ancient pagan fire festivals. Scripture is clear that certain kinds of fire are abominable to YAHUAH — particularly when offered outside of His design:

“And Nadab and Abihu, the sons of Aharon, each took his censer and put fire in it, and laid incense on it, and offered strange fire before YAHUAH, which He had not commanded them. And there went out fire from YAHUAH, and devoured them, and they died before YAHUAH.”

— Wayyiqra (Leviticus) 10:1–2

The founding of America was birthed in strange fire — rituals, rebellion, and bloodshed. And each year, when the nation celebrates July 4th, that fire is rekindled.

What is honored and invoked across the land is not the blessing of YAHUAH but the spirit of independence — a celebration of freedom not from sin, but from sovereignty. Not from Egypt, but from obedience. This counterfeit “freedom” is foundational to the American psyche, and the consequences are spiritual — felt even now, especially by those who walk in covenant with YAHUAH.

“Woe to those who draw iniquity with cords of falsehood… who say: ‘Let Him speed up His work so we may see it!’… Woe to those who call evil good, and good evil.”

— Yesha’yahu (Isaiah) 5:18–20

Prophetic Reflections from the Frontlines

It’s no coincidence that all of this is happening during the week of July 4th — the most patriotic, fiery, and spiritually charged day in America’s calendar.

The collapsing deck.

The territorial resistance.

The watchers in the trees.

The scream that followed the Name of YAHUSHA.

The car alarm going off in threes.

The lights turning on when no one was there.

The intensified spiritual pressure in our family.

The increased bleeding in my own body.

All of it culminating this week.

It’s not random. It’s prophetic.

We didn’t just move into a new house — we crossed into a battleground. And the moment we arrived, the atmosphere began to push back.

But when you walk in covenant with YAHUAH, territory shifts the moment you enter it. Your presence stirs what’s been lying dormant. Your worship shakes what’s been hiding. Your obedience exposes what’s been tolerated.

And right now, in this nation, this region, and even this city — there are ancient things being stirred. Rebellious thrones. Hidden altars. Freemasonic roots. Land soaked with strange fire. And now that we’ve stepped in under the true Name, in the authority of YAHUSHA, it cannot remain hidden anymore.

“Have no fellowship with the unfruitful works of darkness, but rather expose them.”

— Ephesians 5:11

This isn’t just about fireworks or backyard barbecues. This is about an ancient altar of rebellion — and the land is groaning. Even more so in a place like this.

We are in a military city. Just minutes from one of the most active U.S. Air Force bases in the country.

A city pulsing with warfare in the natural.

A place where war, defense, surveillance, and secrecy are normalized — even celebrated.

But we are not part of that system.

We are set apart.

We do not war in the flesh.

We do not bow to the systems of men.

We serve YAHUAH TSEVA’OTH — the Aluah of the heavenly armies.

And when covenant people enter a territory like this — there is a clash.

Because this region has been trained to fight the wrong enemy.

We’ve sensed it since we arrived.

The pressure.

The resistance.

The presence of watchers.

The spiritual shifts even in our children’s behavior.

The intensity rising with each act of worship and declaration.

We’ve prayed. We’ve anointed. We’ve taken authority. And we will continue to do so. Because we don’t serve the counterfeit “liberty” of this world — we serve the Most High YAHUAH, and we’ve been purchased by the blood of YAHUSHA Ha’Mashiach. Our freedom is not found in rebellion, but in covenant.

“Stand fast therefore in the liberty wherewith MASHIACH has made us free, and be not entangled again with the yoke of bondage.”

— Galatiyim (Galatians) 5:1

As the world celebrates its false independence today, we stand under the covering of the Most High, declaring that this land — this home — will not be a dwelling place for demons, but a resting place for the presence of YAHUAH.

And the fact that this warfare is happening now only confirms that the kingdom of darkness is terrified. Because we’ve stepped onto contested soil not with empty words, but with the sword of the Word, the blood of the Lamb, and the Ruach Ha’Qodash dwelling within us.

We didn’t come here to join the noise.

We came here to take ground.

The Dream Before Crestview

Before we even arrived in Crestview, YAHUAH was already speaking.

We had stopped at a hotel — a brief rest on our road trip south, exhausted but hopeful. That night, I cried out to YAHUAH with intensity. I was already bleeding, already feeling the weight of spiritual pressure, and I begged Him to speak clearly if we were stepping into something serious.

He answered.

That night, I had a vivid, layered dream. A dream I now know was prophetic — a preview of what we were walking into, and what would be required of us.

🌀 Scene One: The Vertical Slide

The setting was like a strange competition — a game or challenge of sorts. There were slides, and people were watching. Most of the participants were drawn to the smaller slides, especially one gentle, ramp-like slide that posed no risk. But in the center of it all stood a towering, intimidating slide — completely vertical. It was sharp, steep, and seemingly dangerous.

No one dared go down it.

But I knew I had to.

Without hesitation, I climbed and let myself fall. I went down the vertical slide with total peace — no fear — and as I fell, the slide curved just enough to guide me safely into the water. I landed perfectly.

Everyone watching was stunned. They had feared this slide. But to me, it was the only way.

This moment now feels deeply symbolic.

Most people choose the easy slide — the wide path, the gentle descent, the comfortable option. But the narrow way, the steep drop, the risky obedience — that’s the one few choose. Yet that’s the one YAHUAH has called us to walk. And when we obey, we don’t crash. We land safely in Living Water.

“Enter in at the narrow gate: for wide is the gate, and broad is the way, that leads to destruction, and many there be which go in thereat: Because narrow is the gate, and troublesome is the way, which leads unto life, and few there be that find it.”

— Mattithyahu (Matthew) 7:13–14

🕊 Scene Two: The Virtual Bird

The dream shifted.

I was in a large cafeteria-like room filled with people — most distracted, some deceived. There was a girl standing in a small group of others, and she was holding something. It looked like a fluffy, glowing white bird.

But it was supposed to be virtual — only visible through special VR goggles.

And yet… I could see it without any device.

This was striking.

I wasn’t plugged into the system. I wasn’t wearing the goggles. But I could still see what was supposed to be “invisible.” And I understood what it meant:

Discernment.

Revelation without technology.

Spiritual vision that doesn’t require counterfeit lenses.

“Blessed are your eyes, for they see: and your ears, for they hear.”

— Mattithyahu (Matthew) 13:16

In a world increasingly dependent on artificial sight, altered perception, and augmented reality, those who walk in the Ruach Ha’Qodash will see what others can’t. We will recognize what’s false — and perceive what’s true — without needing the world’s technology to reveal it.

⚔️ Scene Three: The Assassin’s Gaze

The final scene was darker.

I was in a group, again surrounded by people, when a man suddenly noticed me. I had done nothing to provoke him, yet his expression shifted immediately into hatred.

He wanted me dead.

It wasn’t personal — it was spiritual. He saw something in me that threatened him. He began to pursue me with violent intent. But I wasn’t afraid. I fled quickly, aware of the danger, but filled with calm. I knew I had to escape, and I did.

This scene now feels like a warning:

The moment you are seen in the Ruach — when your presence threatens the darkness — the enemy marks you.

But do not be afraid.

“And you shall be hated of all men for my name’s sake: but he that endures to the end shall be saved.”

— Mattithyahu (Matthew) 10:22

The Ruach Ha’Qodash gives us power, love, and a sound mind, not fear. The enemy may pursue — but he cannot overtake the one who is sealed by YAHUAH.

Looking back, this dream was the first confirmation:

We were stepping into contested territory.

We would need spiritual discernment.

We would be pursued.

But we would also be protected — guided safely, if we remained on the narrow path.

YAHUAH never sends His people into battle unprepared. And now that we’ve crossed the threshold into this assignment, we are walking out the very dream He gave me.

The slide.

The bird.

The threat.

All of it was real.

And now, it’s unfolding — not in my sleep, but in my life.

Under Surveillance — Spiritual Targeting and the Remnant Effect

There’s something unnerving about being watched — not just physically, but spiritually. Since arriving in Crestview, that sense has been undeniable.

The first few days brought signs most wouldn’t notice: our car alarm began going off repeatedly for no clear reason — three times in one night, again while we were praying, and even once while we were at the beach. Our sensor lights in the backyard flicked on with no one nearby, often coinciding with times of spiritual warfare or declaration. These weren’t random. They felt coordinated — reactions to the Name of YAHUSHA being lifted in this place.

Then we noticed something else. There are cameras inside and outside of this house. Though we’re told they aren’t active, the very fact that they’re here — mounted, staring — adds to the atmosphere… It’s as if even the structure itself was built with monitoring in mind. Not necessarily by people, but by systems — physical and spiritual — that want to know who’s entered the territory.

And then the dream I had, just days before we arrived, suddenly makes more sense. In it, I was being pursued, targeted, watched. Not by someone random — but by a man who specifically noticed me. I wasn’t afraid, but I knew I had to escape. And now I realize: that dream wasn’t just about physical danger — it was a spiritual foreshadowing of entering a region heavily surveilled, both militarily and demonically.

This may look like a quiet town in the Panhandle — but the spiritual atmosphere says otherwise.

Crestview sits directly in the center of a military surveillance grid. Surrounded by Eglin Air Force Base, Hurlburt Field, and Duke Field, this area is pulsing with classified experiments, advanced drone testing, AI warfare simulations, and electronic control systems. These facilities are not just part of the military — they are part of the global beast system, pioneering surveillance, mind control technologies, and hybrid warfare on a scale most people never imagine.

This is the atmosphere we’ve entered.

And as a covenant-keeping, Torah-observing remnant family — we are not invisible here.

The enemy sees us. The spirits see us. And perhaps, the systems do too.

We’re not afraid. But we are aware.

This type of atmosphere doesn’t just resist your presence — it seeks to neutralize it. From the moment we stepped foot here, we’ve seen the pressure rise — not just in the air, but in our home. Our toddlers have been more tense and defiant. There’s been spiritual heaviness, emotional warfare, pride trying to manifest, restlessness in the body, even physical bleeding that intensified after we arrived.

We’re not imagining this.

This is what happens when you carry light into territory ruled by darkness.

This is the remnant effect — the spiritual backlash that comes when you break up fallow ground and establish YAHUAH’s presence in places that were never meant to be inhabited by His people.

But this is the narrow path. This is what it means to be set apart.

And if this much warfare is manifesting now, then it only confirms what the enemy already knows:

We are not just passing through.

We’ve come in the Name of YAHUSHA.

We’ve been sent.

We are covered.

And we’re not backing down.

We are not paranoid. We are set apart. And with that comes a cost.

YAHUSHA said,

“If the world hates you, ye know that it hated me before it hated you. If ye were of the world, the world would love his own: but because ye are not of the world, but I have chosen you out of the world, therefore theworld hateth you.”

—Yochanon (John) 15:18-19

And Sha’ul (Paul) reminds us,

“For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places.”

—Ephesians 6:12

A Prophetic Call to Take Ground

We didn’t come to Crestview, Florida on accident. We didn’t stumble into this rental home, this land, or this war unknowingly. YAHUAH goes before us. And though the last few days have been disorienting, physically draining, and spiritually intense — we see it for what it is now:

This is contested ground.

But we belong to the Most High.

This land, this region, this territory may have once been ruled by watchers in the trees, serpents in the shadows, and unclean spirits embedded in the soil — but their reign is over.

YAHUAH has sent a covenant family to expose the darkness.

And no matter how subtle or ancient the enemy’s grip, he has to bow to the Name above all names: YAHUSHA.

From the collapsing deck to the faces in the trees…

From the scream that fled at the sound of His Name to the spiritual surveillance that continues to press in…

From the bleeding that intensified upon arrival to the car alarms and lights responding to our declarations…

We know this isn’t natural. But it is under YAHUAH’s authority.

As we’ve discerned and prayed and warred and stood firm, one thing has become undeniably clear:

The remnant is rising.

Not just to survive — but to reclaim what was stolen.

We were not called to blend in with Babylon. We were not sent here to live quietly behind gates and cameras, hiding from territorial powers that linger. We were sent here as light. As witnesses. As warriors of the Most High YAHUAH!

This battle is not about a rental home. It’s about the unseen realms. It’s about the land. It’s about truth, deception, dominion, and the Kingdom of YAHUAH advancing through His people — no matter where they dwell.

We take this ground not by flesh, not by pride, not by religion — but by the blood of the Lamb, by the Word of His Truth, and by the Ruach Ha’Qodash dwelling within us.

So if you’ve found yourself in unfamiliar territory…

If you’ve relocated, been stirred, felt the push, or witnessed strange resistance in a new place…

You’re not alone.

This is the hour of reclaiming and reoccupying what rightfully belongs to YAHUAH.

And it starts with our obedience.

There’s a reason the atmosphere reacted when we arrived. Not because we are anything on our own — but because we carry the Name of YAHUSHA, and we walk in covenant with YAHUAH. That changes things.

The pressure we’ve felt is not coincidence. It’s a signpost.

It means the enemy took notice. It means we’ve stepped into contested territory. It means that spiritual gates once left unchecked are now being confronted by the presence of truth, purity, and light.

But here’s the truth we stand on:

“Every place whereon the soles of your feet shall tread shall be yours.”

— Debarim (Deuteronomy) 11:24

“Submit yourselves therefore to YAHUAH. Resist the devil, and he will flee from you.”

— Ya’aqov (James) 4:7

We didn’t come to take over land with pride or presumption. We came to stand in obedience, to establish a home in righteousness, to worship in truth, and to raise up children in the narrow way. That alone threatens the darkness.

We’re not here to make this region ours — we’re here to make it known that it still belongs to YAHUAH, whether the systems acknowledge Him or not.

There is precedent for this in Scripture:

• Yahusha of Nun (Joshua) was told to be strong and courageous as he led the people into a land filled with giants and fortified cities. The instruction was never to fear — but to obey and walk in His commands (Yahusha/Joshua 1:6–9).
• Abraham walked the land and built altars to YAHUAH in pagan regions (Bere’shiyth/Genesis 12:7–8). His worship was a quiet defiance.
• Eliyahu (Elijah) stood on Mount Carmel surrounded by prophets of Ba’al and called down fire — not to prove himself, but to prove that YAHUAH is Aluah.
• The early disciples entered cities filled with idols, temples, and political corruption — and declared the truth boldly, even at great cost.

So if we feel resistance here — we are in good company.

We declare that this home is covered. Not by contracts. Not by locks. Not by cameras. But by the blood of the Lamb.

We declare that our children are covered. Not by schools or systems. But by the covenant and Word of YAHUAH.

We declare that we are not afraid, because fear is not our portion. Power, love, and a sound mind are (2 Timothy 1:7).

We declare that no matter how intense the warfare becomes:

“Greater is He that is in us, than he that is in the world.”

— Yochanon Aleph (1 John) 4:4

We don’t walk by sight. We walk by emunah.

And emunah means trusting that He sent us, and He will sustain us.

This is not a vacation. It’s not even just a move.

This is an assignment.

This is territory being reclaimed in the Ruach— not for pride, but for purity. Not for power, but for praise.

“Lift up your heads, O ye gates; and be ye lifted up, ye everlasting doors; and the King of glory shall come in.”

— Tehilliym (Psalm) 24:7

Restoring the Gates: A Palal of Protection

YAHUAH Tseva’oth, Aluah of Yashar’al,

We lift up this ground to You, to proclaim Your Name over it. Let Your presence rest here. Let Your Ruach cleanse this home. Let every unclean thing be driven out now in the Name of YAHUSHA Ha’Mashiach.

We declare that no weapon formed against us shall prosper.

We bind every spirit of fear, surveillance, heaviness, infirmity, pride, and unrest in the Name of YAHUSHA.

We loose shalum, healing, clarity, and the pure fear of YAHUAH over this home, this land, and this city.

We speak Your Word out loud:

“YAHUAH shall guard you from all evil: He shall guard your soul. YAHUAH shall guard your going out and your coming in from this time forth, and even forevermore.”

— Tehilliym (Psalm) 121:7–8

May every step we take here be rooted in humility, in reverence, and in total trust.

We surrender every plan, every fear, every timeline to You.

In the Name of YAHUAH YAHUSHA we stand.

Ahmayn.