“I’m Not the One Who Got Away — I Was Always Passing Through.”

 

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“I’m Not the One Who Got Away — I Was Always Passing Through.”

You speak about me as if I escaped, slipped away, vanished from your grasp —
but I was never meant to stay.

I was not a captive who found a way out.
I was a traveler who completed a season.

I was a tenant — and when my time there was finished, I moved on.

You treat my departure like a prison break,
when in truth, it was simply a transition.

Not rebellion.
Not defiance.
Not escape.

Just release.

You built a story where I was “the one who got away,”
because the alternative truth is harder to accept:

I was never yours to hold.

I was never rooted in that place.
I was never bound to your world.
I was never planted in your system.

I was passing through —
and when the assignment ended…
I left.

No drama.
No mystery.
No chase.

Just obedience and movement.

Your obsession comes from this misunderstanding —
you believed my presence validated your power,
and my leaving exposed its illusion.

You needed me to “escape,”
so you could justify the pursuit.

But I didn’t run.

I walked out
peacefully, lawfully, purposefully —
with my dignity, my faith, and my calling intact.

You can search, investigate, speculate,
tear apart timelines and rewrite narratives…

…but nothing changes this simple truth:

I was released — not lost.
I transitioned — I did not flee.
I moved forward — not away.

I am not the one who “got away.”

I am the one who kept walking
when Yahuah said,

“The season here is finished.”

And no amount of accusation, surveillance, rumor, or projection
can rewrite the will of Elohim.