Recently I heard a speech about righteousness, but sometimes people go on there own SELF righteousness and that is wrong.

Many times I have felt him arise in me, I have felt him speak through my mouth and then after, did a double take, thinking wow that was powerful and what do I need to hear from that.

I know people see me, but if they could I would love them to see him, in me.

Many do not like Donald, but its not about his past, it is not if he is doing God’s work, but what if God is using him to be the man for this job.

Many just hear one sentence and then get all upset, but break it down. What is the father really doing here, he is taking someone, who does not care what others think, and he is speaking. Yes he may get ahead of himself, but maybe he doesn’t, you got to really listen, to really get it.

I was thinking about this and I have my normal questioning to the Lord.

I see cars and many aren’t even owned by the drivers, they are leased or paying off loans.

We see many with bags of purchases but these are mainly on credit or afterpay.

We see loads of things, but what I see and look at is, are they paid for, are they satisfied with what they have. Many over time struggle to buy a home or pay rent and never really own anything, they go on holiday, when paying off what you need too, would free you up so much sooner.

I know many times nations are seeking help, but what about us, are we really that blinded that we do not see, sometimes they have more than us.

If I have a spare $50, I think I am rich, but I always work on the next bill that is always coming and once paid, I know I am debt free again, but also have nothing in reserve.

This is not something to dwell on for it does not make me sad, I will never want to keep up with the Jones’s, I will never need a Mercedes or a mansion, but I am humbled and thankful for what I do have.

The father….

Once I read revelations and it scared the pants off me, for when I read it, I believed it. For I knew every word was the truth.

And then I realised, I live in the hope that, when it does come, Jesus will protect me, he loves me and I will be assisted when it is required.

He blesses me all the time and I am so very grateful, I am humbled all the time.

But hope is… for what is to come.

The words struck me as I saw, someone like a post I had just written.

You know who you are, and I thank you, I thank you for reminding me of these words.

“I believe, therefore I receive, when two or more agree, then he must act”.

So when you like my post, these words, go into action.

And for you, I believe in his love and kindness, sometimes a simple thing can move any mountain.

Just keep on believing…

I was brought up in a weird environment, lets just say some things that were deemed acceptable, should not have been.

Loving someone, but with rules or threats, is not normal.

You must show love, by a forced hug, or a card dated, or buying silence for lies told, trust me when I say, I saw all this as not normal, which it is not normal.

Hammering home, the you must, not giving freely, was done and in some cases, reins as still the same.

I now will not conform to this, and that is why, in many ways, family have dropped off my radar.

And that is OK, it is not acceptable to then go on the attack, it is not acceptable to manipulate, a tiny bit of truth to corrupt and cause a rift, and I will not get involved because, fighting is just what they want.

That is why I say, I love both my children, but I stand on my belief’s, if you love me, then love all of me.

I pray for those family members, that I know need peace, and I want that before they go. As my mum use to say, “your a long time dead” which she meant as, you need to get it right, get over yourself, while your living.

I love my two enough, to not use the fact I am their mum and pull strings, I am no body’s puppet or puppet master.

I accept, all I see and love them anyway, but if they cannot, I accept that too.

I have learned that you love and say, thank you when you mean it, you show love, when you feel it. I have found that letting go, of what people think you should do, is a far better way to live.

So as I sit here, I love the father, and for that if I am persecuted for it, OK accepted. Many have things they dwell on, and their life gets consumed by it, and I pray that does not carry on.

A life of joy, peace and love is worth far more.

I was just sitting here typing away and thinking, how many times I hear lies or say them. I am not talking about big whoppers, but general, unthinking ones.

Lies to protect someone, to not be harsh or just to divert that we do not wish to tell them, when really, it’s none of there business.

We lie to ourselves, we lie to those we love, we lie and lie and lie.

Yet the father asks us, in his words, and says that “the truth will set you free” he wants us to be truthful, but we lie because emotion checks us.

We concern ourselves with, how they will view us, how they will feel, if our friendship is strong enough, we want to build our children, but at what cost.

What about our father, I think about an assault, if every time we lie, it is like hitting his heart, then would we? There is a time when we have to say, “sorry but no thanks”.

Are we so much a babe, that we cannot take the truth. You can say it, but say it softly, its all about the delivery.

I think about this over and over, I do not wish to be harsh, but I want to honour my father and if saying the truth, hurts. Then its not my problem, I must cut off emotion and override with wisdom, that my love for the father is far greater and worth it all.

If I must say, that at times my son was very dishonourable towards me and even aggressive, then that can be up for discussion, but if I need to say it, I will not hide from it.

Where does your heart sit with things in your life.

Many times I am asked or rebuked, why do you believe in God etc etc.

I hold my chest and say, “because he is my dad” he and I are one”.

If you loose someone, your heart aches, and when you think about it, your heart is your engine, your brain is the computer, programmed to fuction.

But your heart, love him with all your heart, give him the desires of your heart, you are not the most important thing in the world, for the world is unimportant, but your heart and your relationship with my dad, is most important.

Get your heart right, present all of yourself to the father and do it with humility.

Doing this will start a great work, he has his plan, so get moving on giving yourself over to him and let him, do all the work in you.

I’m getting really excited, I feel an expectation on what is about to come.

And remember, you do not have to keep up with the Jones’s as the saying goes, the world makes your spend, heart and wisdom makes you do otherwise….

Last night I watched a show, showing Johnny Ruffo brain cancer fight. I believe this young man, can touch a lot of unbelievers with his charisma.

I sent him a msg via facebook, but I feel he needs us all.

So, as I do my bit and fight and believe for just a positive outcome, join me.

He has had the brain cancer before, it came back, it is stable, but I want it gone.

So, as I believe, believe with me and agree, he reads my msg, he takes it on and stands on it.

If 2 agree, then the father MUST act, so do not let this post land on deaf ears, let it be heard over and over.

As we join together as one…in the body of Christ.

I feel he’s doing something, already working, lets move this mountain out of Johnny and show what the father can do.

What is your service?

What are you so driven to do, that cuts you off from the work of the father.

Are you driven, because the enemy is driving your bus?

Do, you stop and think and ask, what would Jesus do? I do when I need wisdom, when I need her to help me, she was there in the beginning.

So, instead of me me me me, I I I, STOP, what today, can you do to be of service.

Use these seconds, well…………….

Many times, I feel the enemy trying to get me to think bigger of myself.

But I remember his words, pride comes before the fall.

So, I remember what the father has done for me, all his miracles, all his blessings and I sit humbly thanking him for all he has done.

When you remember, you stay solid, well I do.

Remembering that without him, I have nothing, or no where to run.

Without that great love, I am just a small drop that no one sees, but I know beyond doubt that my father sees me.

I do not hide from him, I do not shy away the bad bits, that he and I know sits there.

But as I have said, “I am a work in progress”, I work on the bits that arise at times and count my joy when something is broken.

It comes back to being humble, I do not seek fame or fortune, I seek my relationship with my dad. Beyond everything, that is my most valuable thing.

I feel sadness for those who I know, live in the world and are trying to control those around them, who seek glory or money, I pray for them even though they may really dislike me, that’s fine, they have to face judgement.

But I really do hope that before their time comes, they become aware of facing there demons and find peace. And remember his words, “present your bodies a living sacrifice, holy, acceptable to God, which is your reasonable service”.

It really is that simple, to surrender yourself, because self is an illusion of self importance.