Our children deserve our vigilance…

Having a child who grew up not taking no seriously is really hard. I remember having a call from a policeman, saying to me, that they were so young.

I had to say, you cannot discipline your child, or smack them to try and let them know that a smack is better than what can come. I said to him, this is only the tip of the ice burg. Do you have a bible, he said yes, I said do them a favour and hand it to them and tell them to read it.

Now I see over and over, children going into remand centres, not following the rules. Children doing all sorts of things and these are young adults now, they cannot hide behind there parents anymore. Rules need to be followed and obeyed, if you cannot follow the laws, how are you ever going to accept God’s laws.

We have to stop giving in, I grew up knowing the boundaries and what would happen if I went beyond them. I learned if you touch something hot, you would get burned, we grew up with led paint, all sorts of things. But we lived have manners and respect the rules.

Our children have been entrusted to us, and I believe strongly that they can be removed from us.

Having a child who, is again learning that if you go against the rules, you will find out you pay the price.

I had to be hard and stop the lies, I had to send a letter, strongly rebuking the enemy in them and stand up for what is right by the father.

I know I have hit the right button, because its all quiet, I may not be there most favourite person, but to love someone enough to be honest. Is pleasing in the sight of the Lord, I have nothing to loose and everything to gain.

I will make sure I push the enemy out and the fathers glory in.. one way or the other.

WANTED

I have been watching that show on 7 and how the feelings I get of panic, anxiety and to be aware comes one me.

I get a cold sweat and the childhood I grew up in, comes to light.

I don’t want you to feel sad for me, but I am glad of the training for the last days are here and those who are not aware will miss it.

Yes it was sad, watching my so called father, belt my mother and be directed by his mother to go home and sort her out. But it was not called domestic violence it was just marriage.

Being a child of it, you had to go into survival mode, know when to stick your head out and when to either run or hide. When to help mum, after the incident and never to talk about it. Either at school or to anyone outside, you knew that it could make it worse.

And because she didn’t bruise there was no evidence. But her inability to use an arm for a while.

But it gave me an ability to watch or how to react in a dangerous situation, most do not know this. I believe this will serve me well, and has given me such a strength that has stayed with me.

In my home, beside my bed I have a jack handle, that I have always had. You break in, you will leave with a headache, if I have the opportunity. I will not back down from a fight for my life and going after the father is my safety.

So many are not going to make it…

It says for those who earnestly seek him, will be saved.

But my mind is on many Christians who are just luke warm and will not be saved. They are more social than hard working, they are missing key factors here.

For those, even me, I am scared to think that I may not be one of them. For the last days are here and we cannot think anything else is going to come with us.

I am not driven by my looks or wealth, its him I choose for now and always. The last few days I have been feeling down and not worthy.

I need to pull myself out of it and give him the glory, for what he did for me, I just do not feel worthy.

But always remember, that he chose me. I am so glad I am where I am, he is strategically building the A team.

Break the pattern

In my life, there has been pattern’s that have followed me and it has been a battle to break them.

Why this has come to mind is not only watching the ancestry programs, but also from personal knowledge.

Sometimes we just mention it, or live with it, but I again urge you to break the pattern.

I use to go for the expensive things, or think that I had achieved nothing, unless I had the best or appeared that way. What a lie of the enemy that is, a very wise man said this to me recently and I always go by the thinking of, its not what they say, but what they are saying.

I have seen so many miss the message, by what, not paying attention.

Pattern’s broken bring not only you freedom, but your children and their children, the Lord doesn’t care what you have or have not. He wants YOU, he wants you to show what you really desire, him or money driven material objects.

That’s the key, they are only objects, not really anything worth anything at all, really.

It doesn’t matter if I look my best everyday, if I then ignore him. He doesn’t care, what I am wearing today, if I then don’t spend time with him.

He does not care, if your the most popular or have rich friends, again are you getting the message..

Hard times update..

I prayed that my child would give and surrender their life to the Lord.

I had to take another call and I was told that they did again, two church meetings and two pastor visits a week.

My prayer while on the phone, to truly humble themselves and repent, start again with a humble heart and stand strong.

I am leaving it to the father, I have lived through repeats before, this time is the last time. I feel it and I have warned, so its up to him.

For I do not fear or dread and I am not anxious, for my father knew me before I was in my mothers womb and also my child.

Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged, for the Lord your God will be with you wherever you go.

Tell the people.. OMG

As I hit publish a light came on next to me, like a blast of sunset, bright as anything and clear.

OMG, listen to the warning and heed the msg….

Last night I told everyone what happened, one thought it was Jesus next to me, the light was so white an so bright.

I feel so humbled and so excited, but so very warned, all in one.

Tell the people…

Today has been an impossible day to concentrate on anything, but him.

About 3 or 4 years ago, I kept saying to those around me, we are running out of time. The last days are coming, now is the time to buckle down, not run.

Today, he reminded me of this and said, the time is here, we are in the end days…

Then about 1 and half years ago, I said to someone, the winds are going to blow all the rubbish away and the world are going to take notice, for we will no longer be considered the foolish.

He said today, tell the people, now I had to confirm how he wanted it done, but his way is the way he wants.

For the time is now, get into his presence, put everything in you can, be like a dooms day prepper and use your time wisely..

I have done what was asked of me and I have to listen too, this is for me as much as its for you.

Hard times can show you what your made of…

I am sharing this encase someone is reading this and needs to draw on the strength in me.

Yesterday I received some news that would rock anyone else. Or cause great distress, but I remembered to remove emotion because the enemy would love to see me cave, but I am of strong stock my DNA is fixed.

I clenched my fists and and screamed at the enemy, I will not be moved and I am not going anywhere.

Yes, I let a small tear out, but refused to fall, having a child that chooses to take the wrong road has been heart wrenching as a mum. I had to take a call that was set at 4 mins, so I said, the enemy is trying to take you out, he is trying to destroy your life, you are extremely selfish having 3 daughters you don’t seem to care, that what you choose to do, will have an effect on there lives. Your decisions can affect there future, so either wake up or do you know what happens when you burn in hell for eternity and what its like.

I had nothing to loose but everything to win, why do I say that, because as I see it, if their life ends, I want to see them in heaven. But I need to be strong in the fact, that I cannot waste any time encase I miss the opportunity to do so.

But I know who I am, I know who my father is and regardless of what happens ,I know in him I have strength.

Last time in my home I was praying and weeping and they saw me, I said, do you want to give your heart to the Lord, thankfully that part was achieved, which the Lord reminded me of when I lay in bed.

Last night church was from my home, I requested his presence to be felt. So last night as I worshipped and opened my heart to him, I felt him stand before me and say, With you I am well pleased.

Really, what a gift to be given in my time of need.

We can do all we can as a parent, but then we have to do what I believe that father would do, wait until they are broken and call to him. Then he can build more than we ever could.

I have said it before, I trust him with my life and theirs….

 

I came close to giving up on wishing…

Yes I was really knocked down and didn’t want to complete the task. But knowing that I had another lesson to learn, I had to just breath for a moment.

Its a terrible place to be, to think you have nothing to hold onto, I understand but I know that I am here to be trained to establish him within me. For those who need him to speak through me, so as I lick my wounds and try to stand up again, for him.

I have been quiet, but I need to be sure before I post anything, that he may need to instruct me first.

I was believing that because I am getting older, who would want me, do I have so many scratches am I too wounded for someone to come into my life. You know the thought process, etc etc, the enemy tried again to convince me that I was not worthy of being loved.

OMG, you disgusting liar, for I am my fathers daughter all I need to do is let him come into my soul, heal it and in the process me.

I will keep you posted…

I am going to be healed

I am going to receive this, I am going to get all my things on my vision board.

For the in the word it says, write the vision and make it plain.

Being on such a journey, the enemy has tried with my children and my health but it makes me more determined to reach the finish line with arms raised and shouting with joy.