OURSTORY!

For all those who are interested or just curious here is the partial OURSTORY(history) of The Holy Tabernacle Ministries. Relax and enjoy.

"...And this is how and when it all began for us. The mission of our master teacher formed in the late nineteen sixties A. D. under the name Amunnnubi Rooakhptah, an unknown writer of the Science of Nuwaubu. Knowing the Nubians weren’t ready for that level of information as of yet, I started teaching under the name Imaam Isa, for Muslims seem to be the most influential movements of that time and didn’t dare question each other. I set up the headquarters, which was located in Brooklyn, New York and began in an apartment building on twenty five, twenty five Bedford Avenue in nineteen sixty and seven A. D. During this time I named my mission Ansaar Pure Sufi, with usage of the six-pointed star and crescent with an ankh inside. Our official garb at this time was a black tunic, we called a budlah and black loose fitting pants, with a tarbush and shoes which became known as Romeos. This was the year nineteen sixty and seven A. D. Then the dress changed to African robes and the people, we called ourselves Nubians. This was the year nineteen sixty and eight and nine A. D.

In nineteen sixty and nine A. D. The group metamorphised to the Nubian Islaamic Hebrews. And the dress changed to a more elaborate style of dashiki, a black fez and a small bone in the left ear for those who wished to wear it and a ring in the right nostril. In nineteen seventy A. D. The Nubian Islaamic Hebrews were founded as an official sect and communal living was set. Also in the year nineteen and seventy A. D., the small flock moved to a house on Neptune Avenue and twenty third street in Coney Island. And opened the Pure Sufi Bookstore on seven twenty Flatbush Avenue and the layout and printing shop was four nine two Flatbush Avenue, right down the block. Twenty eighty thirteen West twenty ninth Street served as a meeting place and lecture hall which was my home in Coney Island.

We then relocated and opened a Masjid on twenty two Utica Avenue. This was a very spiritual period and many Angelic visitors manifested themselves to the growing congregation. Our community was expanding so rapidly, we had to move again in nineteen and seventy and two A. D. This time to four fifty to Rockaway Avenue where classes were held in what we called the "Upper Room." The next move took us to Carroll Street where a candy store was opened.

Later that year the Masjid was re-established at eight thirty three St. John’s Place and a book store was opened. I began publishing the pamphlets of peace. I wrote, typed, illustrated, reproduced and distributed them almost single handedly. I diligently treaded the streets of New York and the surrounding areas as I propagated Sufi Islaam. I was blessed with the "gift of gab" and combined with a sense of humor and charisma that draws people of all walks of life to me. People began to wonder who this man that spoke so profoundly and so persistently on many subjects which were previously considered unmentionable. At first, many people joined the mission because it was the style: to be "black" and cultural. I drew many hypocrites-phonies who just wanted to "play Muslim." They didn’t want to work to build a nation. They just wanted to dress in African clothing, play drums and listen to me speak. I called them the "first fruits." They were faithful, but not true.

In nineteen seventy and two A. D., after returning from Sudan I drew a literal line in the masjid floor, and said: those who wanted their "culture," but did not want to sacrifice to build for the future were excluded. The mission was then carried on by those who were willing to "work for perfection." The mission expanded and moved to a new headquarters in the Bushwick section of Brooklyn, originally occupying one building seven forty three Bushwick Avenue, and then adding on more buildings as time passed until it had grown to a village which presently exist on Bushwick Avenue till this day.

Our mission has obtained all its assets through sacrificing without the aid of outside funds. We’ve established many businesses within our community structure. Immediately the jealousy and hatred started. The slander was on the lips of those who could not quite overstand where we came from. We donned black tarbushes and our symbol was simply a crescent, a six-pointed star and an ankh. We propagated daily, we walked the trains, throughout the buses on all the college campuses. Our message of the Nubian Islaamic Hebrews, Ansaaru Allah Community could be heard. The Nubians that were following Orthodox Islam, or many of the other groups would simply say, if you ignore them they will just go away, they are just a schism. They won’t last, we are the true nation, we have the right way. However as time has proven they are the ones that have fallen away. Their leaders took them absolutely nowhere, as the watched the Ansaaru Allah Community grow worldwide, a link was made with the Ansaars of the Sudan known as the Mahdiyya, which welcomed the Ansaars of the Western hemisphere. At this point we were wearing what had been established as the international garb of the Ansaaru Allah Community, which consisted of the thawb, dress and khimar, face veil for the female. This face veil which was not apart of the Sudanese original dress was introduced by the women of the community who mostly left immediately after and went back to wearing western attire leaving the devoted women behind veiled. I told them the day would come when his veil would have to be removed while living in the West, and it has. And the jallaabiyya, a long white garment and bantaluwn, loose fitting pants and immah, head covering for the male with an azzaba.

This angered them more, for it legitimized the Ansaaru Allah Community as being linked to their ancestors in Nubia and one family. But our teachings was still in a baby stage and was growing to adolescence rapidly. We were unique because no human being can find fault in it. There is no confusion in it.

Then on into adulthood, our code of dress changed from time to time, to suit the time we were in. Our garb had mutated again in the year nineteen ninety and two A. D., to the kathnuwth, tunic and bantaluwn, loose fitting pants with a sash around the waist in various colors for the male, and the budlah nubi of the female which also consists of a tunic and bantaluwn and a shawl as a head covering of many colors. And the information that was being taught, believing that you must be submerged into the environment of what you’re being taught fully was completed. This again made the fools raise their eyebrows, and say of us;

Not one of them was intelligent enough to see, that this change was their great chance, for they said;

Yet when the change came they confessed to themselves and to the Ansaaru Allah Community that all the while they thought of us as Muslims, for they said;

The answer should have been simply, if we weren’t Muslims, how could they ask these questions. They confirmed that they looked to us as living according to Al Qur’aan. Our children were raised speaking fluent classical Arabic, reading the Qur’aan in Arabic, yet the Qur’aan is a fourteen hundred year old book, and Islam is a fourteen hundred year old religion the way they practiced it. And was doing absolutely nothing to change the condition of the Nubian in the Western hemisphere. They may put on a taggiyah, grow a beard, or shave their beard, put on oils from the east or robes from the west, prayer beads in their hands, and carry an English translation of the Qur’aan but the condition and the state of mind did not change. A sign that with all they had and have been exposed to, with all these teachers and saviors they were still in need of a Right Knowledge a Right Wisdom and a Right Overstanding. It is my job to reform all the false teachings that had been taught to Nubians in the west and restore Islaam to it’s pristine purity. It is because of these false teachings of the so-called Arabs who deliberately mistranslated verses of the Qur’aan to confuse non-Arabic speaking Nubians in the west .

The time was right for this Prepared Savior, so we moved up into the Catskills Mountains of Liberty, New York and set up what I called Jazzir Abba. And set up the nineteen test of nineteen weeks of the faithful that would come through blizzards, to be taught once that was accomplished. The next move was to the Mecca of Nubians, Georgia. The dress then changed to western attire in order to get everybody away from doing their own thing; those that truly followed the Lamb wherever he may lead them, trusted in him and wore western clothes and even listen to country western music, simply because he asked them to and now The Holy Tabernacle Ministries is growing world wide and the mission is being accomplished. The letters are pouring in. Even the original followers are waking up. Many who followed other teachers, are finding their way to the Lamb. The sun is truly coming out of the east unto the west and those who endure to the end are receiving the crown of life, in The Ancient Mystic Order Of Melchizedek; Where this message is coming forth to you in order to restore your identity as Nubians. Behold the "Sun of Righteousness" stands before you with the Scroll of Malachi, that rebukes the liars for their transgressions, and who will prepare the way for the Messiah by turning the hearts of the fathers to the sons and the sons to the father, or else I, Malachi will strike the Earth with utter destruction. Now you are ready to move on toward the next level, and ready to accept what I was giving you originally. A teaching that none could stand against. You were the meek that are here to dumbfound the wise. So we are at the beginning again with Sufi and fezes. Only now we are Sufi under the A.M.O.M. the Ancient Mystic Order Of Melchizedek. The beginning of their end. You can’t be fooled by any religious doctrines of any kind. No not now a days! You have your first tool, this Holy Tablet, not someone else’s interpretation. Your own scripture that will dispell all the lies causing all falsehood to perish. Making the truth come to light. ...."

And that is how it was written! Our teacher has been with us every step of the way. When we were in the Muslim garbs, so was he. When we wore the cowboy hats with the cowboy boots along with other cowboy attire and listened to country music, so did he. He always set an example for us. Not like most of these so called leaders of today, be they in Chicago or anywhere else who you can’t even get near. No! OUR Supreme Grand Master Teacher Dr. Malachi Z. York invites all to come to HIS land every June and interact with him. Don’t miss out!

COME SUP WITH US!!

We give MANY thanks to The Supreme Grand master Dr. Malachi Z. York.