Many times in life we have idol’s that get in our way.

What am I on about, some can have money, some can have family, some big fat men, some even who they see in the mirror or even children, sometimes even just too much stuff in the home.

All of this gets in the way, with you and the father.

I am not saying to ditch everything, but everything needs to have a certain place in life. But in my view a religious idol is so wrong, because when you experience him, nothing comes close.

We get told things and we never question the truth, where has this come from, eating a slug from the ocean is good for you, cutting of a rhino horn and consuming it is right. Sorry, but when it comes to a rhino horn, it is just compressed hair, there are other thing made synthetically that can do more for you.

The constant killing of animals when the reasoning is just wrong, gets my back up. An elephant is killed for a tusk, really who in there right mind would want one. Understanding the importance of the balance with animals that all humans need to have to survive on this earth.

Anyway as you can read, I believe in eating only what you need. This earth cannot sustain, what is happening right now, and I do not want my father walking on a planet, his father created and seeing what we have done.

Idols can be a mansion, really this I find the most nuts. Why, because you are one person, your house should be what you need, the point is Jesus is what I need. Is your ego so small you need a big house, just because you can does not mean you should..

What I want, I ask within reason, but I do not want a huge house, when I know others may be struggling and not only that, would I be feeding my selfish ego here.

I think sometimes, I am the only one who thinks this way. I dream about building on the property which I live, (I have a passion for plans and houses) only because this house is built wrong, wrong to do with windows, insulation, plumbing etc. A home should not be, what you think you want, if your more concerned to just entertain, then build a shed.

I would like a home that makes sense, is big enough for what I need to do and that is it, I do not need to buy and move and move and move, trying to become rich. I am rich, rich with the father who is with me.

I admit my TV has been my idol recently, but I want to see droplets of gold oil, like I use to, when I would talk to someone about the father. I want the fire back, I want to live the mandated life he set for me.

I pray that I can put down my idol and make him, mine…. and find out what my mandate is.

Do not be a luke warm christian.

Many of us are luke warm, just cruising along, and not getting fired up, so we leave ourselves open.

Get your books out and get moving, for he is coming quickly.

Many times I hear things and feel physically sick.

Why, does this happen to me, because I feel the earth, I feel the vibration and see it differently to others.

When I see waves coming in, and going out, I feel the earth breathing.

I have heard the leaves on trees clapping, I have felt the vibration of the land.

At times I have even felt the force anger, for what is being done against it and for us to be moved to pay attention.

Know I know, reading this back to myself, it sounds a little incredible.

But think about it, it says he created this earth, he breathed life into us, but we have got so busy trying to fit everything in.

Some trying to be rich, some trying to be famous, some just trying to own it all. But you have nothing, unless you become aware of the vibration.

I try all the time to be aware of what I purchase, how it will be used once I finish with it. We all should be aware, because we get one shot at this and to not do so, is a real smack to the father.

I walk in the bush, I feel the trees, singing, moving with the wind, I do pray others can tap into this. For what you see, through his eyes, is absolutely amazing.

I have a picture that I printed and every time I walk past, I talk to him and tell him, how much I love him.

Sometimes I even blow a kiss, this is because, I know without him I am nothing.

Someone told me what to do and I did it, then I had an experience holding a stone out of his river, a sapphire and it vibrated.

Now I am not talking about a dream here, I am talking about his river, that comes from his throne.

I went into it, I surrender myself to experience everything, to breath in the water that glows.

He does this, because he loves me, he knows that when I do this, I am coming to him.

Many times, we want him to fix us, to visit us, to do all the time.

But, have you ever moved into a space, where you seek him, his presence, that you move your spirit in his direction. Not because you want something, but because you just want to visit, to just see if HE NEEDS YOU.

To be a friend of GOD, not a child that wants all the time.

It is like in the natural, as a parent you can give and give to a fault, then you create children that only want to take.

But have you considered, how to build a giver, not for what they will get out of it. To freely give, without expecting anything in return.

That is the real jewel here, when you give, he does not care what you have, he cares for you, you cannot hide the bad parts from him, but you can start anew, with an honest one.

I was watching something, someone sent to me and I am grateful.

Grateful, because I forgot, forgot just how powerful he can be.

When I had a mass, I believed beyond any doubt, my life would be saved. That this thing would not cause me any harm.

Then the memory of this became smaller, when new circumstances came into play, I forgot to stand on this again.

So pain became monumental, and I became more and more the wrong way, believing the lie.

Where his truth, his truth can and will set me free.

So when you forget, it can be time to rev up again and remember, remember all he has done before and all he can do now and in the future.

Do not think your done, or have to live with it, that’s a lie, your more important to the father than that.

So, take it from me, when you have a chance grab hold of the lies and sit, talk to him and stake your claim that his truth will set you free.

Yeehaa……

I find it truly amazing, that people are following this blog.

I do not like the word, blog, lets call it “life in print.”

Well, this life in print, is one I have lived through and I find even my own words, inspiring.

Inspiring, because, it is amazing that all this happened to me, to little old me.

I don’t seem to be any kind of special, just someone, you would walk past and never remember.

But, through my life of finding my father, my real father, my journey and my miracles and blessings, I feel amazing.

I always use to say, I am the exception, not the rule. Because I am his exception, I am his daughter, the apple of his eye, how amazing is that, how exceptional is that fact.

So the fact that I see people from around the world, reading my story, is absolutely (I have no word, to describe).

But my biggest prayer, is those who, may be going through something, see hope. Hope that there is light, there is life, there is joy, out the other side.

I see 9 countries on my stats, and I think of you. I hope that your OK, I hope that my words touch your heart. That my journey, gives your strength, to stand on your path. The one that father set up for you, and choose it, choose to take hold and not let go, choose to surrender and soar like and eagle.

And to live, not only a better life, but a lived life.

God bless……

Many times I have said these words, but never really had the revelation. But today, as I sit here, I am a survivor.

I have lived in a world of abuse and come out the other side, becoming a mum, in many ways freaked me out. Because I did not want my children, to have to experience, what I had.

But, as I sit here, I can see things, things I did because I was still in victim mode (but thinking I was right), everything that would come at me, I reacted, I was trying so hard to disarm my reactions, but failed in many ways. The evidence was all around me, but I unwittingly, I went extreme because I wanted to protect, in what ever that meant to me.

Luckily, my children grew up and I am thankful for who they are, but, I don’t think they can ever understand, what hell really feels like. Because when I grew up, the walls I lived in, felt like hell on earth.

I am glad, I apologised, I am glad, I am on the other side, I am glad, that I took back, the prosecutors file and owned it.

I fully trust my real father, the alpha and omega, I fully trust that one day, they will put there faith, in the knowledge that the Lord Jesus was born and does exist. I trust that one day, they will see from the other side of a point of view, and see truth, they will see the survivor instinct, from the leadership of a parent that cared enough, to make decisions to give them a chance.

A parent, who loved them, to try and push them out of there comfort zone, and live a better form of life. And finally see me as a individual, that like a phoenix who rises from the ashes. Who rose above all odds, to find the living spirit of the Lord. To set a path, that when they choose it, will bring nothing but glory, into their lives.

They will see, what I see, they will know what I know, they will believe, because of the evidence that has been set in motion.

For the father knows, he knows I trust in him. He knows, I love him, with everything I have and everything I would ever want.

Knowing, how loved you can be, sets you on course, not because of your past or a kind of addiction because of it. It is not like drugs or drink, it is a belief because of what has been present, miracles that I cannot deny. Not because someone who may not understand, thinks you may have lost your marbles.

It is real to me, because I live as evidence, that he is real. For those who cannot fathom, fathom the facts here, that I know because even medical professionals cannot figure it out. But when you know, something greater is in charge, and you give your life over to that.

Amazing evidence follows, so trust, trust in what is really, real. The world is a ball, we all live on and share, but when you experience and know more, that science cannot explain, it puts a smile on your face.

When they even make a show, that starts with, it all started with a big bang !.. they cannot explain aurora borealis, they think they know

When you look at things, through different eyes, what your faith is, as real truth. Peace, joy and liberty follows.

I have just seen where people are viewing this little blog.

I would like to pray for you, I would like to send a prayer of hope.

I pray that the words I share with you, touch your heart, deep deep down. To know the fathers love is all encompassing, all providing and everything and all in one.

I pray that, when you go about your day, you start to learn to speak with him, inside at first but then outside, when walking in nature.

I pray that you experience him more and more, because he loves you, know that for sure and never give up believing in that.

I hope my words help you in your journey, because nothing you do comes close. Share this love, with a smile when you see a stranger for I believe, that when you smile, its really him looking at them…

Now to some, just this title is a little confusing, but my brain works overtime, so bear with me.

When I was in primary school, all I wanted to do was write and sing.

Growing up in a small town, they laughed me into silence, then last week I watched Ahn’s Brush with fame, he was painting a portrait of Tara Moss. She said her modelling paid for her to write, how she always had a passion for it and her story.

And I saw a little of me, I remember a published writer who visited our primary school, she told me I was really good and I was about 7 or 8 at the time, but I had to keep quiet.

My only avenue to write is this one, and I find my passion is sharing the love for my father and the journey I have been on.

I cannot tell you the amount of times in a week, I tell a story in my head, I am writing, just no one ever reads it.

I know many times others write fiction, but how can I write anything that is not real. I live in a world created by my father, but I have to live in it, and then my spirit lives in his world. I know someone reading this that has not experienced what I have would think I had lost the plot, but when evidence shows otherwise, you cannot deny his love and time for me.

When I was young, its funny he just brought it to my mind, I use to think, if I pray, then someone who needs him more will miss out and that’s OK, so I won’t. Foolish I know, but I was little and no one could answer me, no one ever told me he was omnipresent (everywhere at the same time) because I thought he was like a human, and that he is not.

It is like someone asked about mountains in the bible, it is not a physical mountain but your spiritual one. It is the one where you meet him, where Moses went to write on the tablets and came back glowing.

We think so much with our worldly mind, but spiritually has so much much more.

Revelations says, “and he showed me a river of water clear as crystal” I have seen that river, I have swam in it, I have breathed in that water, because you can, I have seen the trees of life, I have walked on the paths of crystal. This world nothing can compare, trust me, when I pray, when I really really pray and click into another gear, I also click into his place. I have seen a tree, in the middle of the garden, that is all the colours in the rainbow and it shines like crystal in the sunlight, I have walked on cobbled paths.

You can do this too, surrender, pray and open up, unlock the gates holding you back. At the moment I am taking back what the enemy has against me, for if he has nothing, then I am free in the fathers court.

I am getting so excited, I am sitting here and the waft, of orange scented oil, that I am wearing, hits my nostrils, its sweet scent transports me to another place and time. It takes me to a blessed place, a place for the birth of Jesus, could you even imagine being a witness to that, to see a star so big and bright, and blessed to not have interference, from the hands of any corrupted worldly being, but those chosen only by God, to bring in scents and gifts, very blessed people, to be present to be the first to see, his son, Jesus.

This is the story, told many times but never with passion and love added in. Like a painting with no soul, its then just a picture, when you put in heart, soul and love, then you have a winner…

I sit and talk to him, then spirits of God and ask about things, I would like.

When they turn up, I laugh, I laugh because no one knows what I have asked for, but me.

And it happens within a week or two, I use to say to many, “if you don’t ask, you don’t get”.

It sounds simple right, but like presents, mothers day. My two are out in the world and I will stand by my father, no matter what. But I asked, I wanted something personal, I wanted something touching to my heart etc etc.

We’ll guess what I received, exactly what I asked for, you see it is not about you. But your relationship with him, many times I hear people in the world complain about what they got, and for a woman to receive an iron for a present (what do men think is OK, but really not).

I had an idea many many years ago, I will write a list, 10 things, list the price and where to get them from say $10 to the most expensive, and all details especially if it relates to size etc and then put it on the fridge for you to choose.

But, lets go back to my point, how special would you feel, I am humbled, I feel so very special. For he thought of me, he heard me and he got someone to bless me… he knew and how wonderful to not only hear him, but to be part of his service.

Many times when I have been prompted to get something for someone, the blessing of that, is just as wonderful as receiving.

I know when I ask, I get what he knows I am ready for, and with that knowledge I am eternally grateful.