There’s a gate in Jerusalem they don’t want you to look at. It’s old. It’s sealed. And it sits in plain sight on the eastern wall, staring across the valley toward the Mount of Olives like a stubborn promise God hasn’t forgotten. That’s the gate Yeshua rode through when He entered the city—gentle, on a donkey, the first time. But the next time? He’s not coming gentle. And they know it.
That’s why they’re trying to keep it shut.
The gate is called the Golden Gate now, but in Hebrew it was known as Sha’ar HaRachamim—the Gate of Mercy. According to Scripture, and to every memory etched into the stones of Jerusalem, it’s the gate the Prince of Peace entered. And it’s the gate the Messiah will return through. That’s what Ezekiel saw with his own eyes:
“Then the Lord said to me: This gate shall be shut. It shall not be opened, and no man shall enter in by it; because YHWH, the God of Israel, hath entered in by it, therefore it shall be shut. It is for the Prince; the Prince, he shall sit in it…” (Ezekiel 44:2–3)
And that’s where things start to shake. Because there are men, and there are spirits, that do not want that gate to open again.
They’ve tried everything.
Around 1540 a.d., the Ottoman ruler Suleiman sealed the gate with massive stone blocks. Not for beauty. For fear. Because even they’d heard the rumors—the Messiah would return through that gate. So they bricked it shut, as if limestone could stop the Lord of Hosts. And if that wasn’t enough, they built a cemetery right in front of it, hoping that death would make it unclean! A Jewish priest, they figured, couldn’t walk through a graveyard without defiling himself.
Well, someone didn’t read their Torah.
Yeshua isn’t just a Kohen (priest)—He’s a Kohen le-Olam al-divrati Malki-Tzedek (Psalm 110:4): a priest forever after the order of Melchizedek. Not born of Levi, not limited to temple bloodlines—Yeshua is the High Priest who walks on water, who touches lepers without getting sick, and who lays hands on the dead without becoming unclean. Because when the Author of Life enters a graveyard, the graves tremble—they don’t defile Him.
And He’s coming back.
Let’s call this what it is: a last-ditch, demon-fueled, panic-driven delay tactic. The Waqf—that Islamic authority that “governs” the Temple Mount—has spent decades denying Israel access to its holiest ground. They’ve used bulldozers to dig beneath the platform and dumped tons of ancient debris—scattering history to silence the story. They enforce prayer bans, guard against Jewish and Christian pilgrims, and chase away archaeologists.
Why? Because the spirits behind it know what’s coming. This isn’t just Islam. This is the unclean spirit world—what the old scrolls called raphaim, the disembodied spirits of the Nephilim. Still wandering. Still clawing. Still trying to keep the King from coming home.
And they know their time is short.
They remember the day Yeshua walked through that gate on a donkey, fulfilling Zechariah’s prophecy:
“Rejoice greatly, O daughter of Zion… behold, your King comes to you; righteous and bringing salvation; humble and riding on a donkey…” (Zechariah 9:9)
And now they remember the words He spoke as He wept over the city:
“You will not see Me again until you say, ‘Blessed is He who comes in the Name of YHWH.’” (Matthew 23:39)
When He returns? He’s not riding a donkey. He’s riding a white horse (Revelation 19:11). And He’s not coming to be crucified. He’s coming to reign. And the Eastern Gate? It’s already been claimed. Sealed not by bricks, but by prophecy.
Do you hear it?
They’re watching that gate. They’re guarding it. And now rumors are stirring—stones shifting, dust falling, the ground unsettled. Some say it’s a sign. Some say someone’s tunneling. Some say God’s getting ready to open it.
Maybe so. But whether the shaking comes now or in another season, that gate is already His.
If they think a few Muslim graves can stop the resurrection of the dead, they’ve forgotten who they’re dealing with.
If they think a wall of limestone will hold back the Lion of Judah, they must have never read Psalm 24:
“Lift up your heads, O gates! And be lifted up, O ancient doors, that the King of glory may come in! Who is this King of glory? YHWH strong and mighty, YHWH mighty in battle!”
The question isn’t if He’s coming.
The question is—are we ready?
Because when His feet touch the Mount of Olives, the whole mountain will split (Zechariah 14:4).
And the gate that’s been sealed for 2,000 years will open for one Man only.
Not the Waqf. Not the Pope. Not a politician.
Only The Prince.
So let them guard it. Let them fear it. Let them watch it shake.
That gate isn’t theirs to open.
That gate waits for the One who entered in mercy… and will return in power.
And we’re not sealing it with fear.
We’re standing at it in faith—watching, waiting, listening.
Because the stone that the builders rejected?
He’s coming through the Gate.
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