I promised someone that if they bought the pots, I would buy the orchard mix for when they were ready to separate them. She was unsure of what to do and asked for my help, knowing that I pay attention and research the correct way to be sure.

Saturday I got the call, went down with what I had in left over mix and gloves, ready to pop into Bunnings for more. She had rancid water that smelt worse than a septic tank, but she poured it onto one of the orchid pots before we left for the shop.

So ready for action and pulling it out, the smell hit me. All I could think of was keep your mouth shut, get it done as quickly as possible. Oh Lord, I was coughing and kept standing up straight to take a breath.

Then hubby comes along, with instructions, I just made the wave movement with my hand and said, I usually say, you can comment when its done. I am getting it done, may not be your way, but wait.

Anyway, I left had to go to Autobarn for cooling liquid when I left, apologised to the people around me. Came home washed my hands about 7 times, had 3 showers scrubbed my hands with a nail brush. Contemplated burning my cloths and shoes, but she laughed I laughed, shared my story and a friend laughed. Should be good for a couple of months of laughter.

Oh father, time tithe and task, time and task done for the month I think ROFL. YUCKOOOOO

Before Xmas holidays, I told you about running over Skippy, I tried to tell the guy something is wrong in the steering column.

Finally yesterday, I took it for a wheel alignment. It was clicking all the time when turning the wheel. The guy is telling me what they found, I said can you pick up that phone and tell him. And tell him I am coming back right now.

After being cheeky and full of, I tried to tell you. He said I will get one of the guys to go for a drive with you, to try and hear the sound.

Well just around the corner, click, crunch, thank the Lord. So Monday they will find the little problem and fix it.

Sorry for being blunt, but when a woman who says she grew up in the real country. And learnt about cars tries to tell you something. PLEASE listen, I know if I was male they would treat me differently, not fair, happy to admit if I get it wrong. But don’t label me as being female and dumb, because I am far from it.

Fair crack of the whip, it just frustrates me to no end. I may look sweet and cuddly like a Koala but once I open my mouth look out, I will make a point of being memorable. Why because, I knew I was right (a kind of knowing comes from him inside me, I cannot deny giving it a voice) is it that bad to say a woman may be right once and a while. OMG LOL

The blood cries out, from those who have been murdered or killed.

There is a street close to me where traffic lights have been erected, but the power company are not flipping the switch to turn it on. I tried to explain how dangerous it has become and the guy said to me, well if something happens then we are not liable.

What do I say, oh yes you are, if someone is hit and either injured or killed then the blood is on your hands. You may think you can hide behind your desk, but the buck stops at your desk. So that makes you responsible, your the one, who even is faceless/nameless your guilty of the crime.

I have had enough of people trying to blame someone else, stand up and be responsible. Stop hiding like a coward, have some guts and be responsible, be an active participant in causing change, that can have great effect in a positive way.

Where people have been killed, there blood ran on the ground and with that, its as if they are there crying for judgement and justice.

Blood can give you life or take it, its your lifeline its the oil and the petrol keeping you going. It leaves its mark, don’t be fooled any other way.

I know this may sound like a, off the wall statement.

But really do you believe in yourself? Do you believe in who you are? Do you trust your decisions making capabilities? Do you know that you can move mountains?

If any of this is YES then get excited, I will not back down. I believe in the person the Lord has created me to be, I believe in who I am, I trust that I can, with my father by my side make the correct decisions for my future, I know I can move mountains.

So this was my response, now activate that and step out in trusting him and grow. Spread your wings and fly like the eagle.

Grow, create and share the positive result of this with a smile, start small and grow bigger and better. You can do anything with him by your side, just trust.

Go on, I believe you can, as I believe you believe in me…

Get happy………..

When you say, I would like or maybe or do you think or put a debbie downer on your words.

You bind the positive outcome, its like putting handcuffs on angels.

There can be no moving forward for you, so this is for me as for anyone else.

Watch what you say, how you say it and believe you will receive. Stop the cycle of already being defeated with your words, for your word has power as his word does.

I believe that 2017 is an amazing year for me, watch this space and believe.

A lot of people I know have done this and everything has come to pass.

So being prompted, I finally did mine, then someone said, but what if it doesn’t happen. Fair question but I trust my father, if he sees fit that it isn’t the right time, that is fine by me.

He knows how much I trust him, but he also knows what I expect from him.

Yes I expect that what has been stolen WILL BE restored, I have no doubt and I demand that it happen in 2017.

Every step, I want to always keep checking in with my father, to make sure I am not removed off course.

So my vision board is up, the word is on it and the outcome cannot be denied. YEEHAAA

My dad, my father my very best friend and the one I love, is so very patient. He really puts me to shame, but I live to grow patience more.

I want to fulfil what my dad has written for me, because its his plan. Work that he knows that I can do, as I was just saying to someone.

Just deal with today, leave him in charge after you have asked in prayer and trust him, don’t try and rush it. Let him do, what he already knows, needs to be done for you.

We have to be patient and trust, for my love knows how much I love him and I trust him, so go for it father.

I was just chatting to someone and discussing family history, I am so different and have gifts that are beyond anyone’s comprehension.

But where did that come from, I can pick up anything and make it happen. Crochet, learnt at 5 just by watching my mum (cannot read a pattern to save my life). Design, inventions, cooking, landscape design etc.

Where in my linage did that come from? I am so far outside of the average, why?

I told my friend that I have this nagging voice to find out about my fathers, mother. Voices in my head about the sunshine harvest family and so much more. Is it true, what is my history.

I feel like I have been given the green light to find out, I want to know who else shared this DNA that runs so loud and strong.

Yes I am of my father, Jesus absolutely in every way now. But what about then, I need to shut this voice up and the only way is to research… this should be fun.

My heart has always been one of great care and love, but I have had to guard it. So many wanted to crush it when I was growing up. So who had this, who is like me and what did they do.

Having a gift about houses and plans and not being able to use it, it is like being a horse and not being able to run.

I need the key to unlock the road block and I think this is it, in part. Hmmm I am excited.