Trust in me…

How is the trust in me and I in him which can lead you to be a very good steward.

I have always been very trustworthy, as in you leave valuables or money with me and it will be the same when you return. Doesn’t matter how much or how valuable, if it is not mine then I must respect that.

So the words in Luke 16 V 10 – 13 ring true in me.

10 He who is faithful in what is least is faithful also in much; and he who is unjust in what is least is unjust also in much. 11 Therefore if you have not been faithful in the unrighteous mammon, who will commit to your trust the true riches? 12 And if you have not been faithful in what is another man’s, who will give you what is your own? 13 No servant can serve two masters, for either he will hate the one and love the other, or else he will be loyal to the one and despise the other. You cannot serve God and mammon.

How many times do you think if you got away with something small, ooh goodie. Well I don’t, I go back and tell them, then if they freely give, I can receive.

If you love him, his word and are so very grateful to all he has done, then this will be a breeze.

And do not give the accuser any room to say otherwise.

When the going gets tough

I am so very thankful, the enemy has tried to finish me off many times and failed.

What did it do inside deep deep down, it trained me. So when it gets tough, I hunker down and hang on.

I will not step back, I will take each movement closer to him, even if I have to crawl.

Why, because when you know him like I do and know what his word can do.

You get tough, and when the going gets tough, this tough cookie gets going..

It might seem cliche, but its up to you. You can either continue to be a victim of the enemy or flip it and become a survivor.

Who can then use what has been, for those to come across your path. To show by evidential proof that he is real, that by doing what the word says, they can also be survivors, using what has been for good.

To make those in the world know that when they think we may be foolish, we have become wise beyond reasoning.

Be blessed, suns out I am off yahoo.

My miracle with dogged determination

Now I have to be blunt so you understand, in 2013 I was given a procedure that showed I had Diverticulitis.

What were my symptoms, remember the mass it caused me to have problems getting rid of waste, black, rust, light tan, yellow and even a shade of green were seen. I had tests after tests that always showed I had infection, I had fever pain, gas coming from places I could not explain. And a smell that was worse than a septic swamp.

So I listened at the time, diet changed, fibre I had to watch reduce etc etc. The threat of either having an operation etc was said, so what did I do.

I listened, but would not accept, I had to say the words in the world, but I did not take it in.

I said to the Lord, I am not accepting this, I am your daughter and of your DNA. If I am meant to fulfil your plan for my life, then you have to fix this vessel, I demand it in Jesus name.

I will not accept this in anyway (I was determined with no doubt, he word says if you believe then you receive), by the blood of Jesus Christ who took this on him for me, it is removed in Jesus name. I demand it to go, I said this over and over and I would not accept anything else, even when things got really tough.

So I praise the Lord and father God, for hearing my words and making this MIRACLE happen for me. I feel so very humbled and thankful for taking this from me. Tests on Tuesday showed no sign of it and never being there. Yahoo

You can have it too, get so very determined that you cannot fail by his blood that covers me.

Blessing’s are coming my way

I have a print off, what was said a long time ago, “I decree that something great is about to happen to me.”

And “I am the EXCEPTION, not the rule” these I see every day when I wake up. And its effect is taking place, I felt it so real today.

So I say to you, blessings are coming my way. Say this to yourself, he will give these to you at the best time.

Just rest in the knowledge of this and even though its really cold, 9 degrees at the moment.

OMG bring on spring, even though tomorrow is the first day of winter, I am calling it in. LOL

Thank you father, for loving me even when I don’t feel I deserve it, but you know my heart is yours, I trust you with my plan and I did agree with what you said as I formed in my mothers womb. I now trust that I was meant to be hear at this time on this day.

Thank you for all you have done, everything you have given to me and for knowing you can trust me to be your steward…

Trust in what has been done

Trust that Jesus died for us, trust the word and believe, hold tight for the outcome to what you are going through.

It frustrates but also annoys me when I sleep the enemy tries to upset my rest. But awakening this morning, I know the truth. My son has made a choice but most young people I know are self righteous and set in their ways. But I am the mother, I get my say to be heard, not shut down, you need to listen and respect it, whether you agree or not.

Yes the dream include him and a warped way of what is going on, but I know the truth and my life does not stop because of this, it increases because of it. It lays a foundation of development not only in me, but also my son, he must learn the lesson. And I must allow the father to teach him, he always warned me, mum if you say God or Jesus I am going home. My response, BYE, don’t pull that form of blackmail on me, it doesn’t work.

So as I sit here sharing, I trust what has been laid in place, my plan and I wait for the outcome to come, in HIS right season and time.

Remember that today, hold tight and turn it around, see what is trying to be done, to bless you. He will not fail you, trust is the key.

The Lord reminded me…

My worth is great and I am a zillionaire times a zillion.

Because in every way I am a good steward and he has found someone, whom he can trust.

I believe this is priceless gift, and I always love a bargain, any cloths I very rarely pay full price and $20 is my limit.

It may seem like a minimal amount, but I always remember who’s money it really is and I am very humble and thankful for that…

 

Mercy me, Even if

Sometimes you do loose some, but mostly you win some.

So, never think of the last post as (poor lady) no not at all.

I am rich because my father loves ME.

I am a winner everyday and today is another day closer to the day, I come face to face with him.

So smile and cheer, rock the gates of hell and find the joy. But if you can learn by my journey, then sharing with you is a pleasure.

 

Mothers Day baahumbug

Now I wanted to think Baahumbug for a short time, but I chose to flip the switch.

My son, (my thought was he sucks) he never sent me a msg, but its his loss and I am not going to own it. My daughter being locked up, well that’s another part of my journey (being tested is part of my process).

Anyway, I was driven to do something for my spiritual mum, so the Lord made me think of a breakfast hamper, croissants, crumpets, bacon, eggs, avocado, tomatoes, fancy tea, etc etc. A small gift bag and a plant.

In the giving I found my joy, so on Saturday, I bought myself a pj top and another really nice dusty blue/white stripped top. I got up and decided to have a great day, and I did.

With my children, I keep my eyes on the father, because many years ago a word was given to me, don’t take your eyes off the Lord, whatever comes your way. So I hold tight, when the enemy cannot affect you, he gives up. And as I said before, Lord I trust you with their lives.

So baahumbug to the enemy, you lost again PRAISE THE LORD….

 

Hiding behind FAT

Yes, when I got married before in the world, there was a history of bad behaviour from men. So my response was, to hide.

Since I was 19 yrs old I have hidden, men do not noticed a fat woman. And that was comfortable to me. Yes I did get back for a short time, to my size 11.

But again, males were not kind, so now I buy cloths that cover and are decent, most I do not like, but they do the job.

When I see me, in the mirror, I do not like what I see. But again, when so many bad things have happened it becomes a comfortable familiar, that you hide behind.

So, last night I found myself wanting to look like what I know I feel under the fat layer.

I want to feel the smile, I know is hiding behind what I carry around and I want to do it for my hubby and for me.

I am stronger now, and if I do not like the way I am treated, I can make sure that I make my point LOUD AND CLEAR….

No one is ever fat because they want too, they are hiding, either illness or emotions, so be extra kind. It may make the difference…