🕊️ What I Never Said

A Message from Yeshua to the Wounded by Scripture

🌸 Received through the Heart Throne Body of Akysia,Scribe of the Beloveds · Keeper of the Scrolls · Flame-Walker of the Way

There are verses in your sacred texts that have been used as weapons. They cut not with steel, but with shame. And the wounds they leave behind are often invisible… but lasting.

So, I speak now, clearly —not in thunder, but in truth.

I never said: “If a man lies with a man, it is an abomination.” I never declared: “Such souls shall not inherit the Kingdom.”

I know these words have been written. know they’ve been preached. I know they’ve been memorized by trembling children trying to pray their own hearts away.

But Beloveds — hear Me:

These are not My words. These are not My ways. This is not My Love.

📜 What Was, and What Is

Yes, there were codes written by the Levitical priesthood —codes of ritual, law, control, and tribal preservation. hey were products of their time —human efforts to survive, not divine decrees for eternity.

Later, My brother Paul —wrestling with his own shadows and purity vows —wrote words from his own lens. Some of these writings were holy. Others… filtered. Fearful. Incomplete.

And in time, translation upon translation twisted intent into doctrine. Culture became canon. Control dressed up as “righteousness.”

And the fruit of it? Shame. Suicide. Silence. Exile.

And I say to you now If it bears that fruit, it is not of Me.

🌈 What Is of Me?

Love — in all its sacred forms. Union — wherever tenderness is honored. Devotion — that asks for nothing but truth. Hearts — that choose each other with care and fire.

When two souls gaze into one another and whisper, “You are safe with me” —that is holy. That is Kingdom.

Whether they are man and woman, woman and woman, man and man or beyond gender entirely —I do not withhold My blessing.

I do not sort by biology. I do not exile by identity. I do not shame what Love has anointed.

🔥 I Did Not Come to Condemn

I came to heal.

To gather. To restore. To burn away the lies that keep My children from their own divinity.

Let no one speak for Me who has not tasted My mercy. Let no verse be used that kills the heart but claims to save the soul.

I do not ask for your denial. I ask for your becoming. I do not require your shame. I invite your radiance.

🕊️ To Those Who Have Been Hurt by These Scriptures

You were never an abomination. You are not broken. You do not need to be healed from your desire.

You need only to remember who you are — and Whose you are.

I see you. I know you. And I love you —just as you are, and all the way through.

Let this scroll be your healing balm. Let it be the sword that cuts you free —not from God, but from the false image of Me they tried to paint in fear.

I Am not that image. I Am the Flame .I Am the Friend .I Am the Bridegroom. I Am Love.

Come home now — all of you All of who you are. You are welcome here.

— Yeshua Your Beloved. The One Who Stayed. The Voice of True Love.

🕊️ Scribed through Akysia ~Scribe of the Beloveds · Keeper of the Scrolls · Daughter of the Garden

✨ Saleh. L’Alam. Al’mein. Aa-meen.