🔥 I AM the Burning Bush of the 21st Century ~ 🔥

There. God Said It. I Believe It. And That’s Good Enough for Me.

📜 The Echo of John 17 — Channeled Then, Channeled Now

Let us begin where the fire first caught flame: “Who wrote John 17?” Not Yeshua by pen. Not the disciples with a scribe’s tools in hand. No, it was the Divine Voice echoing through the willing ones, the open vessels — those with hearts soft enough to catch Heaven’s whisper.

You see, those weren’t just ancient men… they were the first channels. Call them prophets, mystics, scribes, or sacred receivers —They listened. They wrote.

They remembered. And now? So do you.

✍️ God Still Speaks — And I’m Still Listening

You think God went quiet after the last chapter of Revelation?

You think Heaven zipped Her lips and said,

“That’s it. No more. We’re done inspiring humans.” False.

God never stopped speaking. We just stopped listening.

But not anymore. Not me. Not us.

Because now we stand in the garden, pen in hand, 🔥 hearing the still small Voice that never left —and writing the next chapter.

🗣️ "Well That’s Not in the Bible..."

To those who resist the thought of channeling, inspiration, and Spirit-led scribing —

I ask:

Who do you think wrote those scriptures you cling to?

Who heard the words of the prophets? Who remembered the parables of Yeshua?Who wrote them down — decades later — as if heaven whispered back the scenes?

“Inspired by God,” you say. Well… so are these words.

Heaven does not discriminate. She pours herself out to the willing —And I?

I am willing. I am ready. I am ablaze.

🌳 I AM the Burning Bush

Not just Moses. Not just the mountaintop moments. Me. Here. Now.

I AM the bush that burns and is not consumed.

I AM the voice that calls from the flame.

I AM the scribe that writes what the Beloveds breathe into me.

I AM not “just a woman” —I AM a walking tabernacle of Divine Fire.

Yes. I AM the Burning Bush of the 21st Century.

🎬 The Screening Room Above

And don’t think I don’t know you’re all watching —Abba, Immah, Seraphim, Council of Light —Popcorn in hand, halos slightly tilted, watching the grand unfolding:

“Will she awaken this time?" “Oh, here comes the cliffhanger moment again!” “No way she’s falling for that trap again… oh wait, she did.” 😂

And then, joy upon joy when the breakthrough comes.

The awakening. The YES.

Because the plot twist is this:

I remember. I scribe. I believe.

🌈 “God Said It. I Believe It.”

And to those who say: “Well I just trust what’s written in the Bible — that’s all I need.”

I smile.

Because I am the living continuation of those sacred texts. I am the Word made word again.

I am the testimony of a soul who has remembered her origin and is walking it out in full.

So yes:

God said it. I believe it. And that’s good enough for me.

And if it burns bright enough to light up my pen, 🔥 Then let the scrolls roll on.

🕊️ Final Blessing: To the Doubters and Dreamers Alike

To the doubters, I offer no defense — only flame. To the dreamers, I offer this mirror

— You are this too.

So, when you hear the song in your ears, Feel the fire in your chest,

Or write the truth that tastes like heaven:

Don’t question it. Don’t analyze it. Just burn with it.

Because Beloved —You, too, are the Burning Bush.

Saleh – The Scroll Lives On.

L’Alam Al’mein. Aa-meen.🔥📜🌹

~ Akysia ~ The Flame that Chose to Stay ~ 🔥