Stop Tithing

The tithe is one of the most misunderstood and misused teachings in modern religion. For generations, people have been told to give ten percent of their income to the church. They are told it is a command of Yehuwah and that blessing depends on it. But this is not what the Word teaches, and it is not what the tithe ever was.

The original tithe had nothing to do with money. It was food. It was given to feed the workers of the temple who had no land or crops of their own. The Levites served full-time in the work of the sanctuary, and the tithe provided for their daily needs. It was ten percent of produce and livestock, not paychecks and profits. It was about provision, not profit.

Today’s churches have twisted that truth. They demand money, quote verses out of context, and use guilt or fear to fill offering plates. The modern tithe funds salaries, buildings, and programs that often have little to do with the heart of Yehuwah. What was once a gift of sustenance has become a business transaction.

But the temple is not made of stone anymore. The temple is within the believer. Yehuwah no longer dwells in buildings built by men. The tithe, as it was given, is over. There is no Levitical system left to feed. To keep demanding a tenth of income as law is deception, a way to keep people tied to systems instead of to Yehuwah Himself.

Now we are called to something deeper. The Word says to give as each has purposed in the heart. To give cheerfully, not out of compulsion. That means giving when the Ruah moves you, not when a calendar or a sermon tells you to. It means helping the poor, feeding the hungry, supporting truth, and walking in generosity that is real and pure.

True giving is not scheduled or pressured. It is led. It is not about percentage but about purpose. Yehuwah looks at the heart, not the number. The tithe was temporary. The offering is eternal.

You were never called to fund religion. You were called to walk in truth. The tithe is over. Give what Yehuwah puts on your heart, and give it with joy.

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