Do we listen?

I recently listened to a tape I had at home in the drawer, it had messages on it to me from God, prophecies in other words.

I listened and what struck me most was the lines,

Mourning shall go away and joy will come forth, Lord touch her and let her know right down in her wounds of her heart, that you love her Lord and that love will be a contact point that love will be a key. I command a blessing upon her and her hands and her lips shall dance for you, she will learn a new voice and this voice will be a key it will be a contact point, she will speak upon the storms she faces.

Then it went on to say,

God said you will no longer count the pennies you will count the abundance, count the blessings that he has for you and you won’t compare yourself to others you will know that what you are, the Lord says that you are his child, and when you give yourself to Lord, the plan he has for you, you will jump for joy and have joy unspeakable.

What touched me most, people would jump on the word abundance, not me, I cried because of the fact that he said that I AM HIS CHILD.
I really feel like I am the daughter of the King of Kings, that is so beyond words to me.

I have faced some battles in life that would make people turn to drugs or alcohol, but I made the decision long ago, that I would not let the ‘as my mother use to say’ (bastards win).

To me it does not matter what has happened, but what I have learned from it, that has made me a better person. I can honestly say, I can talk to anyone about anything and understand, how they feel.

Remember this, the bully always looses and I CHOOSE to win. One thing I was told once, is that you may hear me, but are you listening.

Listen for the keys in the message and take the positive and use it to be a mighty person of God.

God has keys everywhere and in everything, LISTEN.

How blessed am I

You know we are taught to want, want, want in life. As we grow up we always want something better, or what our friends have, because that is what were suppose to do. Or have the ultimate a bank account that is never ending or to live in a mansion.

Why???????????????????????????????????????????

What do they have that I don’t, think about it.

I have a roof over my head, which I am blessed to have so I take pride in my little home. I love it just as if it were my own. I have cloths on my back that are respectable to my father, if today I had to stand before him. I have food in my stomach and food in my home. I have working appliances to wash my cloths to keep my food cold and to watch the news and my bills are paid on time. I have my needs met.

My most valuable possession, is the love I have for my father & his for me.

I keep hearing things like Oprah Winfrey is a billionaire, well I have to say her money does not come close, to the value of what I have with my father, JESUS.

She has no privacy, she cannot walk out her door and be free, she is trapped, confined. Her money has brought her chains and binds.

Doesn’t sound the best thing does it, she cannot take anyone at face value, her guard must always be up. God bless her, she seems a very good woman but I am not going to act like I know her personally, because I don’t.

We have a song we sing and some of it goes, I wouldn’t trade you for silver or gold, I wouldn’t trade you for riches untold, you mean more than this world to me.

Again I say, how blessed am I, I have the ultimate thing, pure LOVE

Maybe is not against you but for you

Recently I had to seek medical advice, turns out I have tennis elbow.

Most people in the world would say, oh poor me you know the rest. But me, I went to the doctor for something else, I think it’s funny so had to go through the drill of filling out work cover, going to physiotherapy and lucky me, I can’t take anti inflamitories.

So here I am week 3 I think, I have to admit the pain has been to the point of me wanting to naw off my arm to relieve the pain and I will only take a certain amount of pain killers before I call it quits (normally 6 in total). I did all the right things like ice every hour, made sure I did not use that arm for anything. Well it was swollen to the point of just trying to pick up a paper clip was impossible, but I kept on working.

As you get to know me you will realize, I am an extremely determined woman. When I get it in my head, I will push and push until I get break through.

On Sunday my beautiful Pastors wife who is also a Pastor stood next to me chatting all of a sudden she said, “Bronie your arm, it’s really swollen”. Had to agree, no use denying the fact, so she said well we can’t have that, so she placed her hand on my arm and said, “Lord we take authority, devil you get your hand off, this swelling is going down, now in Jesus name”. I said amen another woman agreed and remember when 2 or more agree Jesus has to act, there is no if but’s or maybe’s. I squeezed my hand a couple of times to get some sort of feeling and said to myself, DONE.

Well about 2 hrs later what do you think happened, I had someone say to me, your arm is back to normal. I was unaware, but an instant hallelujah came to mind, I didn’t doubt my father for a moment. You see it wasn’t my Pastor, it was her willingness to act on his behalf, he was the one who did the work. I went to the physiotherapy Monday and he said how is your arm, I said fabulous, he looked puzzled, I told him what happened and I even said to him I don’t care if you don’t believe me (I will not hide my father’s work from anyone). Once he had finished he said to me, I can’t believe you’re so far along for a tennis elbow, take that devil, that was witness to him and the beauty is he doesn’t even know it.

You know if you think the way I did yesterday as I was making my way home, maybe he clipped my wing because I needed it. Then I started to think what had I done wrong, what did I need to change.

So maybe this didn’t happen to me, but happened for me…

Be blessed

My spirit feels sick….

A conversation that I was sitting in on today, has made my spirit man, feel sick.

This will be short.

A high percentage of business people must think, because they work long hours, they have a right to let their hair down.

I mean go out and have sex with whom ever they please, but you must still respect them, because they wear a suite. I have found they are the worst offenders, especially their attitude to women. But heaven forbid anyone point it out.

Sorry but if it looks like a duck and quacks like one, then it’s still a duck. I don’t care if it wears a suite, it won’t be earning any respect from me.

An honourable man, is a respectable man. One who takes his vows seriously and upholds himself in high regard.

What the….

Yesterday was 31st October 2012 what event happened last night. Am I the only one having a, OMG moment.

Why is it we think showing children, that to knock on strangers doors and ask for sweets is ok.

Then why do we teach them to be aware of strangers. Around the corner from where I live, a few years ago there was an uproar because a pedophile was living a block away from a primary school (which is dangerous). But do you know who is living next door, are you aware of what they are doing when no one is looking. And how do we have the right to cause an uproar, “when we without sin can cast the first stone”.

Someone I have known in my life, is a pedophile and I know it’s a familiar spirit that causes great mental sickness. They do not see the wrong, and will go out of their way to prove you’re in the wrong, not them. They will cause great distress and leave a path of destruction without guilt or remorse (sound familiar).

Sorry but it’s wrong, again we are saying the scary stuff is ok, even fun and a bit of a laugh. But my sign on the door said, NO HALLOWEEN HERE ONLY JESUS, which was a joke to everyone. It’s the truth he was their, I felt so sad for these kids they have no hope. Bible bashers, Christian’s you know the drill, they scorn you without any understanding.

The Devil had a field day and 95% of people, including children, I would say were oblivious to what their actions did in the heavenly’s. But when things go wrong they ask why, well derrrrr…..

The world has made so many blind, I could feel the cry of my father’s heart last night and I still feel it today.

Again,what the…

Spending time alone with him, what a gift

I just had my birthday and let me tell you age is an earthly number not how I feel and I was happy to be the age I am.

The one thing I wanted was time with the Lord, uninterrupted and wonderful. So mobile went on silent, I didn’t go out I just loved the time I had with him.

I was given the one thing that I will treasure, is a word, to follow after him and he will take care of my every need.

Why this is so on the ball is my work is finishing up, it is being merged with a huge company. I don’t know if I will have a job and it’s funny, I don’t really care. My cares are with him, when I was offered a job here, the Lord said to me I want you to go work their, so I did.

It’s been hard every pressure has come against me, but I still stand in the knowledge God put me here and he has not told me to go. I am made of super strength because I am his daughter (that is a statement). I was born to an earthly man, but I know who my real father is and have since that day my life changed.

The world teaches you to freak out and panic (sound familiar) the devil goes and messes with your head.

I sit here typing this in my BLOG and I have a smile on my face. My father is in charge of what happens to me he has my blue print for my life in front of him, I have nothing to fear.

The grand architect knew my end from the beginning and anything I do will interfere, so I have learnt to patiently wait. He has never ever let me down and never will.

But I do have to let him know that I trust him with everything I have and that I am.

I will keep you posted, but it can only be the best for me, I have no doubt.

Remember God is in a really good mood and thinks your awesome.

Christian hmmm!

I know a lot of people in the world view Christian’s badly, mainly because there are a few that have hidden behind the word to get away with negative or hurtful things and sometimes even milk it for all it’s worth.

Calling someone a Christian is to me pigeon holing and maybe a little religious. What I mean by religious is, you have to do this you, you stand, you sit and you only have contact with the minister or father at the door.

I celebrate Christmas in my own way. Yes it’s great to get together and share a meal, but who said you had to go into debt or spend loads because of the season. Why do we celebrate it? Because it’s Jesus birthday, not ours! People who don’t believe will go to church at that one time of year.

It’s the same with easter, I don’t go through the motions anymore, growing up my kids got the chocolate eggs but think about it.  Jesus died and rose again, did he not? So celebrate that he will be returning, as a full-grown man where he left off.

It is hilarious to me when people think that if they show up at christmas mass etc then it’s ok, true them going is a wonderful thing. But if he made heaven and earth, gave us day and night, then every living thing. Don’t you think he can see the rest, he sees YOU, your actions, your heart and thoughts, EVERYTHING.

I had friends that went to church on Sunday, I said to them your only going to confess your sins for every other day of the week (this was before I gave myself to God), they didn’t like it, but it was true. The husband didn’t think twice about straying.

Some like to use his words and bend them to fit, but if he stood before you on judgement day, what would you do? I always try to think what would Jesus do, how would he handle this. He did things his fathers way, not in a religious way, but loving and genuine.

Back to the basics I think. Please don’t fence me in because, it is up to my father ultimately and his word is our handbook.

So happy!

I don’t know about you but when someone loves Jesus, my heart begins to break forth.

There is a saying in the world, that people can feel like they are on cloud nine.

With me it’s like I am walking on air, I feel like and as if I have this awesome light shining from within and I know that’s him. I walk upright with confidence and joy.

I am his vessel to be used how he wants, I am willing and ready.

Recently we had a visitor to our church, he said he saw that we were like lantern’s shining bright and full of oil.

I really wish other’s could feel this, for a minute, people who don’t have, a love for him are missing so much.

I am so thankful for being where I am today. I heard someone once say, if anyone asks you which church you go too, why not say “I go to my father’s house“.

 

Smack the devil out

This will be short and as sweet as possible.

If you are sick and tired of the devil playing around with your life, then take authority.

We are the sons and daughters of the King of Kings, are we not? Then Jesus is our brother and it says “we have power and authority”. Do you agree? Then use it!!

Sunday we have church, but that night we also gather, we have either a DVD of a speaker or battle prayer. I never pray mildly, I am here to take on anything to fight and win in my father’s name.

I was shown how the devil tried to black out my space in life and how I had this little area of light around me. I could tell he was dancing and playing in front of me, remember he has no remorse, guilt or conscience, he doesn’t care how he may hurt YOU.

When I knew what it was I went after him, I kept at him and took hold in spirit of the authority I have been given.

I thought of myself as the engine of a train, I kept saying over and over “you know your place, you know your place, you bow before me”. Bam! he only had a pin top of space and I brought light to the rest, I pushed him back to know, I am in charge not him.

Remember always, that what happens in the heavenly’s, is a prelude to what will happen in your life. And when you find joy in the lord and praise the name of Jesus you hit the devil with a punch.

Go for it, smack him out.