I may never get a sisterwife.

None of my friends interest my husband.
None of the women in town really interest my husband.

I pray that Yah sends someone intriguing into his path, if Yah is willing. It would be really nice.

I read all of Megan’s polyblog in nearly a day. She joined a family as wife #3. She’s 18 and it’s just an amazingly pure experience. While I’m already wife #1, it would be nice to have another wife join our family. I’m pretty nice and flexible about things so I feel someone coming in with our family wouldn’t be a negative in the least.

I’m sorry; did you notice that all I write about over here is polygamy? I have a blog on myspace where I write other things.
I write about polygamy over there, too.

I get together with my sister (my sister by birth) every Sunday and we watch Big Love. Big Love is just a soap opera, pretty much. It’s a poly soap opera lol. This season’s been so dramatic that I am left speechless and numb and sad after every episode.
But it’s a soap opera. It’s not necessarily like that in real life.
On the show Dallas, everyone was a billionaire and everyone shot each other. Dallas isn’t really like that.

Shalom for now. I’m wanting to buy a book: “Created to be his Help Meet” by Debi Pearl.

Enjoy this poly playlist

I hate to worry about what other people think and I AM so very glad that I know my family will love me in spite of what I do.
If I came up to them and said “Mom/dad/Sis, I’m gay” they would probably cry but I know they’d accept me.
My aunt had a girlfriend some years ago and everybody knew about it. Apparently it was just a phase.
I’m not gay! I’m just talking about alternative relationships, like the polygamy thing.
Okay, so here goes sister-girl, ole girl that I would like to marry my husband.
She calls me because a friend of ours was having a party (Yahshua went to parties! He turned water to wine, also!). She wants to ride with us. She doesn’t want to ride alone. Hubby says no at first (we were gonna take his bike) but when she tells us where the party was (we thought it was in DeSoto!) it’s too far to ride on that bike, so, okay. We’ll ride together.
“We’re all family, aren’t we?” she says. “Why aren’t we riding together?”
“Don’t start!” I yelled at her.
DONT get my hopes up. I love her as a sister, as a dear, dear friend. I worry about her, I want her to have the best — like I do.
Her “baby-daddy” is out of the way — dude got 4 years on a gun charge.
When our friends suggested we have the next function (in January) at our place, Hubs and I said yes.
They mentioned “If people want to go in with said host to help with[the function], let the host know.”
Here she comes, saying she’ll go in on it with us. “Family, right?”
My husband says “Sure, whatever you want,” then under his breath “in your bombaclat.” He’s frustrated with the whole thing. WHY keep calling us family?
I was honest with her; I told her that I believed in polygyny and I told her that I wanted her to marry my husband. She says “No, as fertile as y’all are, pregnant all the time, I know I’d be pregnant all the time too!”
My husband defends her. I believe he likes her personality. What he wants is for her to lose weight.
Black men “claim” to like thickness and whatnot but my husband is not one of them. He don’t like model-skinny either but he likes a proper height-to-weight ratio (2 lbs for every inch in height, I believe he says).
She’s short. Been chubby since she left high school. Had a baby. I’m a woman; I know it’s sometimes hard to keep the weight down. Specially down here in the south where even the vegetarian food is bad for you lol. (But flavorful as all GET OUT!)
Another thing my husband admitted last night “I’d do it if people wouldn’t lookat me so wrong. If people wouldn’t say, ‘look at [him], he so lustful, [dreamgyrl360] is brainwashed, she’s so stupid.'”
WHEN ARE WE GONNA STOP CARING?
I know *my* family will accept us and whatever wife comes along. I don’t know so much about his’n.
Prayer. Yah’s Will be done.
I wish we could convert ole-girl’s way of thinking, her lifestyle. Let her know she’ll be safe and secure over here. Hubs don’t care about looks. He cares about healthiness and intelligence. That’s the beginning of his criteria for a wife.

Queens of Swaziland

These women, these wives of the ruler of Swaziland, are educated and beautiful. This is just to show that those of us that believe in polygyny and/or practice it are not dumb, nor homely.

I have a friend who I wish could be a potential sisterwife.

She’s a great friend. She’s pretty — at least to the guys in our town. She’s a little big. But she’s smart, sweet, creative. Homegirl is SO creative, as compared to me. She starts where I leave off on alot things. We have worked together before, and have planned things together and we are a really good team. We like alot of the same things so it’s not hard for us to make decisions.

She has a son that needs a father in his life. His father — her baby daddy — doesn’t treat her well. When they have been together he doesn’t really come by and lies to her quite a bit. He’s got like 5 other baby mamas.

You should have seen her son at the last event we had here at our house! Poor thing was following my husband all over the house! He’s younger than my son — but my son is almost two; her son is like 14 months old so it’s not much of a difference.

Here are the negative about her (besides her baby daddy situation)-

She has bad credit. That’s more of a neutral thing than a negative thing, really, because I used to have bad credit. We had to clean it up. But do we really want to go through that again? (We don’t have credit cards and never will; we’re trying to stay out of the system. But we bought our cars through financing, as well as our house so… you know)

My husband’s not really attracted to her. He doesn’t find her pretty really. I think it’s because she’s mixed. He prefers black women, and she’s mixed wiht Black and Mexican. He’s not from this country and we ALL know that in this country, if a black woman ain’t *that* black then guys think she’s pretty. So all the guys here think she’s beautiful. He doesn’t; not really. But she’s a nice person and he’s not really into looks anyway. All he wants is for you to be height-weight proportionate…

Then you’ve got her religion. She’s Jehovah’s Witness. WE ARE NOT. We aren’t exactly Hebrew Israelite but we lean towards their ideology. There are only a few things we don’t agree with. Anyway, we believe that these are, therefore, different religions. And Scriptures say that if you are Hebrew you should not marry “foreigners”. We know that’s moreso along beliefs as opposed to actual foreigners or racial differences. So, even tho she’s black like us (for the most part), and even tho she’s American (like me, at least), she has a different spiritual life so she’s a foreigner. Now, my husband believes that he’s such a man (YALL he IS! lol Really tho!) that, if he were to court her, he could convert her. I believe it because he certainly converted me. No Christian church or festival will EVER see me! lol.

OH and ONE MORE ISSUE! She’s a stripper. Yes. I know. But y’know Yahshua didn’t turn His nose up on wayward people. Because of that, they could listen to what he had to say and make changes in their lives accordingly. But that’s her part-time profession. She doesn’t do it when she has enough money. But if there’s a financial situation, she will head right on over there. We are financially stable — no where near rich but we are comfortable and tend to live within our means. If she came this way she’d be comfortable too.

So those are our issues. I pray that, if she is the one Yahweh has sent as another wife, that Yahweh will remedy these things. I’ve spoken to her about it but I think most of the time she thinks I’m joking. I have told her “IM SERIOUS GIRL!”  I’m really not a jealous person and it helps that my husband aint just running around looking for a second wife. He doesn’t cheat on me, either. So I just remind him that if he ever comes across anyone he’s interested in, he needs to let me know. I may want to meet her and assess her…

 

That’s it for now.

From: http://www.biblicalpolygamy.com/exegesis/one-flesh/

“ONE FLESH” — “Therefore shall a man leave his father and his mother, and shall cleave unto his wife: and they shall be one flesh.” Genesis 2:24, referenced in Matthew 19:5,6, Mark 10:8, 1_Corinthians 6:16, Ephesians 5:31. A man is “one flesh” with EACH woman with whom he copulates, whether in marriage (wife) or in fornication (harlot). When a married man, who is therefore already “one flesh” with his wife, copulates with another woman, that does not then negate his being “one flesh” with the wife. This is evident by the fact that 1_Corinthians 6:16 reveals that a man can be “one flesh” even with an harlot. As even a married man, therefore, can become “one flesh” with an harlot, that proves that a married man can indeed be “one flesh” with more than one woman, without negating his being “one flesh” with his wife. As that is so even with a married man with an harlot, it is thus just as equally true regarding a man being “one flesh” with more than one wife. For further proof, the very next verse provides the context of the plural-to-one aspect, i.e., 1_Corinthians 6:17: “But he that is joined unto the Lord is one spirit.” As EACH Christian is joined as “one spirit” with the Lord, that then demonstrates the context of the plural-to-one aspect. Namely, as EACH Christian is joined as “one spirit” with the Lord, so too may EACH woman be joined as “one flesh” with one man. Lastly, when the Lord Jesus, in Matthew 19:5,6 and Mark 10:8, was re-quoting that original “one flesh” verse of Genesis 2:24, He was only dealing with the issue of divorce, saying, “What therefore God hath joined together, let not man put asunder.” (Matthew 19:6c-d.) That was opposing divorce of God-joined marriages, of what God Himself had joined together as “one flesh”. For context, it is exegetically important to note that the “one flesh” verse itself of Genesis 2:24, which the Lord Jesus was re-quoting, was written by Moses. And Moses married (was “one flesh” with) two wives: Zipporah (Exodus 2:16-21 and 18:1-6) and the Ethiopian woman (Numbers 12:1). The term, “one flesh”, could not otherwise allegedly mean that a man could not be “one flesh” with more than one woman because three things did indeed happen. 1) Moses did marry two wives. 2) Moses did author such other verses as Exodus 21:10 and Deuteronomy 21:15. 3) Jesus Christ did not speak against Moses’ being “one flesh” with two wives. Hence, the Scriptures reveal that Jesus and Moses knew what “one flesh” meant when Moses authored Genesis 2:24: a man may be “one flesh” with more than one woman.

Let’s talk beliefs, shall we?

I grew up a Christian. I was born and bred baptist up until 1999. I found that there was more denouncing Christmas and Easter than being for it in Scripture. So, I started voicing that, when I had kids, they would not be celebrating these obviously pagan holidays…

What I got was incredible backlash: “Atheist!” “If you don’t celebrate his birthday, you don’t believe in God!”

What the??

WHEN did I say that?

I turned off alot of people. People that were defending and ready to die for the sanctity of Christmas. *smh*

From 1999 to 2002, I considered myself a Christian, but had no affiliation to any denomination. I learned, in New York, about the Sabbath. I felt that I should be observing the Sabbath but I was hesitant to visit any SDA churches that were in my part of Crown Heights, Brooklyn.

Then I met Cepha, my husband. He didn’t eat pork. Didnt’ go to church on Sundays. He said that he called God by His Name, and said His name was Yahweh. He said he didn’t call the Messiah Jesus, but that he called Him Yahshua, because that was His real name.

My spirit, deep within, reacted to these names. Yahweh. Yahshua. Yes, hadn’t I heard that before? Now, I am not so sure, maybe I had. But I knew he was right.

Cepha took me to meet his mother, who is also named Rebecca. She and I sat and talked and we talked about biblical stuff. I found that the majority of their beliefs was stuff that I already believed. I was shocked. I was like “Well, what do you CALL yourselves, then?”

She tells me “Messianic.”

I say “Then I am Messianic, as well.” I align myself with them, and drop my Christian beliefs. I became Ivriyt, or “cross over”. This word also means HEBREW.

It has been quite a journey. I have learned so much.

We observe the Sabbath. It amazes me how many people do not observe the Sabbath, when it is Commandment #4 on their list of 10 commandments. So they won’t observe the Sabbath, but they’ll speak against homosexuality, when homosexuality isn’t even on their list of 10 commandments. Trust me, I continue to be miffed.

We observe the feasts that Yahweh put forth for His people in the Old Testament. The ones we observe usually end with a verse that says that it’s supposed to be done “from generation to generation, perpetually” or something to that effect.

We do not eat pork. This is another often ignored verse — although it is not in their list of 10 commandments, it seems to be as important to Yahweh as the homosexuality verse. He says you are not to even TOUCH a pig.

Those are typically the big things. We believe in circumcision too, but it seems that, in this country, circumcising your son is a given.

We believe that men are to wear tzitzit. Do we believe that the blue dye that is needed to create tzitzit is still in existence — or that it has been discovered again? No, not yet. Not really. We have a mock-set of tzitzit but my husband rarely wears them. We are of the belief that every part of the tzitzit must be right in order to be used. So… jury’s still out on that one.

We believe there should be mezuzot on the doorposts of your house. Do we have them? No, not yet. But it is something we want to purchase and attach. (this is Deut 6:9)

We do not believe in marrying outside of our faith. People of our ilk are far and few in between but either a person can convert or we will find mates for our children.

We do not believe that the Messiah has ever been named Jesus. We will not call Him “Jesus”. We will not do it to relate to you or anyone else. We believe that the diety of Jesus is the false Messiah spoken of. (Jn. 5:43 – “I have come in my Father’s Name and you do not accept me; but if someone else comes in his own name, you will accept him.”) The name Jesus is not Hebrew, nor is it Greek or Latin. NOR is it English! When translated you can’t come up with anything. When transLITERATED, you come up with things like Horse in hebrew and Hail Zeus in Greek. Neither of these constitute an actual meaning. Why would I call my Messiah a “nothing name”? No, this Jesus person came in his OWN name. The name Yahshua not only has a portion of His Father’s Name in it (Yahweh), but it means Salvation — and the scriptures also say that Salvation can come from no other name!

Finally, we also believe that the New Testament and the Old Testament are saying the SAME THINGS. We firmly stand and believe that the New Testament does NOT denounce Torah, nor does the Messiah denounce observance of Torah. He says so Himself in Matt. 5:17-20 — “Do not think that I have come to abolish the Law or the Prophets; I have not come to abolish them but to fulfill them. I tell you the truth, until heaven and earth disappear, not the smallest letter, not the least stroke of a pen, will by any means disappear from the Law until everything is accomplished. Anyone who breaks one of the least of these commandments and teaches others to do the same will be called least in the kingdom of heaven, but whoever practices and teaches these commands will be called great in the kingdom of heaven. For I tell you that unless your righteousness surpasses that of the Pharisees and the teachers of the law, you will certainly not enter the kingdom of heaven.”

He tells you to follow the Law, and that nothing will disappear from it! He says anyone who beraks these commandments and teaches others to do the same will be called the least! And THEN he uplifts the Pharisees, that the Christians believe He was SO down on!

There is so much more, but I think this’ll do for now.

May Yahweh bless the reader and hearer of His word. Amen; HalleluYahweh.

I am obsessed with polygyny.

I read about it all the time. I search the internet for new polygamy blogs, sites, forums, etc. I read over and over in the Scriptures what is said about these men of God and all of their wives. Everyone around me looks at me as if I’ve totally lost my mind… perhaps I have.

Why does it intrigue me so? I don’t know. My sister believes it is because my life is so busy and so difficult, that subconciously I want someone there to help take up the slack. She could be right; she could be wrong. I am inside me so I cannot see what she sees lol.

 I look at a potential sister-wife as a built-in friend, a person I can look at as another sister, another part of me, who I can confide in and who can be there for me. I do anticipate the help that another woman could bring — someone to cook while I wash dishes and visa versa, someone to sit with the baby while I give Ari a bath. Someone to go along with me when I go grocery shopping or clothes shopping.

And that’s not all — my husband, he is a strong man. He is a smart man and he’s very…intimidating. Most of us that are still in our Western mindset cannot fathom the type of man he is. We run away from men like him, he’s scary, he’s “too smart” lol. He anticipates my next move, he knows what I’m thinking and he knows why I do or say whatever it is that I do or say. It’s frightening, to be known so well. But, when you get to know my husband, he knows everybody like that. When it comes to his trades (he’s a MASTER of all trades, lol. Not a jack lol) he knows them just as well as he knows me. He is the best at everything he does…

Which is why I, a typical, above average, American Black woman, cannot seem to “handle” him. No, not on my own.

It’s hard. For four years it has been just him and me. I have weathered the storms thus far. But it’s so hard. As an American — I don’t like to cook all the time, I don’t like to clean all the time. Neither do I like to WORK, all the time. You may think my statement generalizes American women, but trust me — I am SO above average! I know there are many women just like me, and I know there are many women that are not as good as I am, either.

We try to justify it as being modern women in a modern world, where we don’t need the protection of a man anymore. Heck, we have the same rights, we should be able to do everything he can do, and then some.

You can!

You’ll just be doing it alone.

And most of us — the single sisters that I know — don’t truly WANT to be alone.

It’s lonely.

That career, that money — it doesn’t cuddle up to us at night…

Anyway, with our religious beliefs and his cultural beliefs and all…man, I really have to learn to be a wife. A helpmate.

I must say I’m doing well. But still I slack off in some areas.

I’m tired. I’m sick. I’ve got high blood pressure and I am NOWHERE near fat. Just have a low tolerance for sodium, is all. Oh, and I have alot of stress. I worry alot, I fear (ungodly!) alot. Sometimes I need to get to bed early. Sometimes I need a nap in the middle of the day.

So, I need some help.

I won’t ask for a sister-wife. Once I broached the subject with hubby — he knows how obsessed I am with the whole idea and I suppose he knew it was only a matter of time — and he got so pleased that I just FREAKED OUT! I immediately became insecure and jealous and I was like “No! No, nevermind, I don’t want you to have anybody else! I’m sorry!” I could not believe how freaked out I became!

Maybe in a few years… I actually already have someone in mind, but I don’t want to just have us go for her. I would like to weigh our options, perhaps there’s someone better, someone that is already in the same mind frame belief-wise that we don’t have to “convert”….

 I’ll pray on it. You do too, okay??