My name is Roselle Smith. I was born and raised in San Francisco, CA. I knew there was something different about me. I was one of five children—I have three sisters and one brother—and I really couldn’t understand why I was the black sheep of the family. I finished high school and I married and was married for 20 years, from 1990 until I divorced in 2010 with two daughters.
I was raised in the Christian Baptist Church where I raised my children also. I never knew my true purpose in the Baptist Church. I always wanted to know more, and understand who I really am. I was introduced into the Hebrew Israelite movement in 2016, until the pandemic hit, and I was introduced to The Sealed Portion, and the Book of Mormon during that time. I instantly loved the books, and began studying with Brothers and Sisters of the same mindset of the truth. We studied the books, 666, and Human Reality. I have now grown to love myself knowing my purpose.
I understand now that in this life it’s a dream, and I am my own god. I am learning to love and treat everyone with love. Why? Because they also are gods. Seeing this new light of respect for others and understanding I can’t point anymore fingers, it’s all on me and how I choose to live. I am my own decision maker, not looking to a false Jesus, and God of this world to pull me out, but understanding the Real Truth®, truly understanding that when you pray, you are praying to the God of this world. That was an eye opener for me.
I’m still learning, and I listen to the messages of this Marvelous Work and a Wonder® every chance I get. I truly respect Christopher and The Real Illuminati®, and I’m happy to be here. Thank you for the messages and testimonies, and I’m looking forward to many more to come.
Roselle Smith
roselle218@gmail.com
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