I’ve been saying this for years — not moments.

Not because I like repeating myself, but because what I’m saying has already been written. Recorded. Preserved. And argued over for generations.

So at this point, my answer is simple:

Just read it.

The domestic violence I survived was real.
The interference that followed was real.
The denial of accountability was real.

I am a 30-year survivor, not because I was protected, but because I adapted when protection failed. Survival without accountability is not healing — it is endurance.

What people called “help” was often interference. People stepped into roles they had no authority to occupy. They undermined my motherhood, redirected narratives, and pretended they knew how to parent my child better than I did — without consent, without documents, and without responsibility.

I provided safety.
I provided structure.
I provided stability.

Restitution for me is not punishment.

Restitution is knowing that my son does not have to keep fighting to enjoy the life and self-security I already built for him — and that the false authority and false stories stop shaping his future.

Now, about faith — because people love to argue theology instead of reading.

God is my Eternal Father.
Jesus Christ is my elder brother.

I do not confuse the two.

Jesus Christ was not the first child God ever had. He was the one foretold, the one recorded, the one who completed the mortal journey first, returned home, and promised to come again.

He lived.
He was murdered.
He was resurrected.

He taught the people here, on the American continent.
He ascended.
And He said He would return.

That’s not my imagination.
That’s the record.

So when people argue, posture, or accuse me of “claiming too much,” my response is still the same:

Just read it.

Read the Book of Mormon.
Read the record.
Read what was written before He came.
Read what was written after He rose.

I am a daughter of God, sent here — as we all are — to participate in the restoration of His kingdom by choice, covenant, and obedience to Law.

Zion is not postponed.
Zion exists wherever God’s children choose to live celestial order.

This Earth is not an accident.
This life is not random.
This is my eternal Zion Earth, within a solar system, within a universe of infinite possibility.

I do not fear God.
I know Him.

This is not a warning.
This is not a threat.
This is not posturing.

This is a record.

If you don’t understand what I’m saying, I’m not here to argue.

Just read it.

— Shimmer
Creeker
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