The Blaque Scroll

There’s a theory—often whispered, rarely spotlighted—that Yahusha (known to most of the world as Jesus) wasn’t born in Bethlehem of Judea, but in a cave in Ethiopia. Sounds wild, right? But like most things in history, when you start peeling back the layers, you begin to see that what we were taught might just be a carefully curated remix, courtesy of the Roman Empire. Let’s talk about it. The Africa Factor: More Than a Footnote Before anything else, let’s get one thing straight: Ethiopia is one of the oldest, most spiritually rich regions in the world. It wasn’t just a neighbor to ancient Israel—it was part of the conversation. The Bible constantly references Ethiopia (Cush), and we see powerful figures like the Queen of Sheba, Moses’s Ethiopian wife, and the Ethiopian eunuch who converted to the faith in the Book of Acts. Ethiopia also housed one of the earliest Christian communities on earth—long before Rome ever threw a cross on a building. The Ethiopian Orthodox Tewahe...

The Power of a Name If you’re reading this, chances are you have a name. Everyone does. Some people have more than one. Some change theirs entirely. Even our pets—dogs, cats, birds, fish—have names. People even name their plants. My snake plant’s named Frank. CoryxKenshin’s got a fern called Momo. Names aren’t just labels—they’re identity. Without a name, who are we? Names give us a sense of self, of meaning. They carry history. They get passed down like heirlooms, from generation to generation. Sometimes you meet someone who shares your name, and there’s an odd moment of connection. Like fate, or maybe just a glitch in the matrix. For people of faith, names take on even greater weight. The name of the one you worship? That’s sacred. Divine. Not to be changed or tossed around lightly. And yet, names change all the time—especially when cultures, languages, and colonization get involved. Some names get mispronounced. Others get outright replaced. Happens to me all the time. T...

"Jesus is love." That’s what they say, right? But somewhere along the way, that “love” turned soft. Hollow. Feel-good. Today, it’s been twisted to mean accept everything, affirm everyone, never correct, never confront. But the real Messiah? Yahusha wasn’t about that life. He didn’t come to pat sinners on the back. He came to call them out—and call them home. 🕊️ He Taught Love… But Not the Kind You Think Yahusha absolutely taught love—but it wasn’t the kind you find in Hallmark cards or pop songs. His love had boundaries, standards, and truth woven into every word. “If you love Me, keep My commandments.” — John 14:15 That’s not "love is love." That’s covenant love—obedient, disciplined, sacrificial. He didn’t say, “Live your truth.” He said, “I am the Truth.” Mercy Without Repentance? Never. Let’s be real. Yahusha forgave a woman caught in adultery—but He didn’t say “Keep doing you.” He said: "Go, and sin no more.” — John 8:11 His love didn’t coddle...