Right now we are in a place, greater than ever before and it is not happening in all places.
We are selected by him and in training for what is about to happen.
OMG it is so exciting you could not believe it, I speak against things and we go before him and its done.
We are getting instant result, yippee yahoo.
I was filing all things on my phone this morning listening to what the Lord is saying and I am excited and waiting.
I filed his words, his messages and what the seer sees.
I feel like, I just filed the most exquisite and precious gems ever. So many of you are missing what is happening right now.
I am so very grateful for where I am, it may not look like it to others but I know what he is doing and its fabulous.
I have watched so often and seen my fathers work, I have seen people leave and then think they are doing better. I believe that my father lets you run, like having a rubber band tied to you.
Then eventually you have to be snapped back. When people leave and try the worlds way, it all seems so much harder.
They don’t want to wait anymore, they think they can do it better, often the answer is found out after years of anguish and hurt.
I said to someone yesterday, it’s OK if I am not to have another husband, because the Lord is all I want.
He is everything to me, nothing else can satisfy me and that is one comment that brings tears to my eyes because I love him so very much.
When they go, the veil is put back on and they are blinded, but it says in his word, trust me in all things and I will add unto you.
Where has all the trust gone, when things are delayed its our fault not his.
Yippee dippe doo, they moved out.
Yeah baby, most seemed scared of the speaking up. My dad was with me and his angels.
I am not afraid, but now empowered. Now join to pray that my new neighbours are lovely, look after the place and quiet.
Happy Dance time…..
When I was young I watched as a child of a abusive father.
Suck the love and life out of my mother, her confidence and ever enquiring need for approval.
And as a child I grew into a child who hated men, I admit it, no man in my life was there as a man I could look up too.
But I see that need in those who are experiencing the same thing. I know what the child sees and the mother suffers. The anger she has and gives to you when she cannot cope anymore.
This affects generation after generation and I stand against it.
You have to see what has come before and know when too push and when to back off. They become like a fragile egg shell even though they may seem strong and angry even loud.
At this time, I pray for those, that my father keeps them safe and heals them of there wounds, for they run deep.
You can have an opinion about this but until you have lived it, you really cannot understand it. Be kind to those who are crying out for the father, be there when your called.
Christmas is for Jesus and us to come together to remember that, but keep an ear to hear for those who struggle at this time of year, to hold onto what is deemed normal to everyone else and that they so crave after.
On Monday at prayer meeting, I am always told how loud I can get.
Well, I am not a quiet woman when it comes to my dad. If he needs me to be bold or shout, then you can count on me.
We prayed about drugs, to shine a light on not only dealers but the suppliers and big guys. Because I have had to deal with the carnage of what happens to affected people, something rose from within.
Father, I command in your name, that they be exposed etc etc, then I told the demonic spirit to get out of this country, the country I love with such a deep passion.
I feel when I do this that spirits run scarred because they know I am not mucking around. I want a result, I am not just going to pray, be meek and please daddy. Or no, I mean business, I demand a result, that my prayer be heard, action, done and verdict. Lock them up and bury the key.
I was brought up by people who seems to think as everyone else did, the Aussie way was to knock you down.
Words can cut very deeply and take away life. I choose to give life, the other day I dropped into the local op shop to drop off bags I had saved for them.
One thing I hate is waste, and we have become a very wasteful society.
A man and his lovely wife were walking around, he had a arm, full of china. I went over and grabbed a basket for him to put it in, they laughed along with me, but I chose it as a give life moment. Share a laugh and something simple and kind is very important to me.
I know there are many ways to give life and this was one, give a little see what happens. I find it makes my heart sing.
One thing that is troubling me is when people say, my people.
Sorry but whom are you referring too? If you believe in God then what are you doing, I do not claim I am white, pink, green, blue or black.
I am of my fathers DNA, that makes me just simply loved. Do you think the father sees race or colour?
No he sees you, and after all, your suppose to die to self so he can live within your vessel, what ever it looks like.
OMG, slight problem I need to deal with this, I get so dumb founded because once his word is locked in I have nothing more, his word reigns within.
Sorry if I offend but OMG.
What happened???
Look and google trumpet sound in Jerusalem, OMG he is coming back.
Get ready and be warned.
I feel so much for those who I see are lost.
People crying for healing, and rescue of there souls and spirits. I try so much to help, but you have to some times step back to they truly fall.
For his word says, I want you to come, broken and repent humbly before him. Then he can work in you, then he can build you up,
Oh father please, put me in that place when you need me. I am willing to help even if people mock me, I want to do your work. Not for my glory but for you alone.
Vision: Many years ago I had a vision of a red carpet, there were photographers wanting to take my picture and I kept crying out, it’s not me that heals it’s my father, people were trying to get to me to be healed because they thought it was me.
They didn’t understand because they don’t see him, I remember it well and clear. I followed his instruction and he chose the people who were to be healed by his miracles.
If that is what he wants, then go for it father. I want what he wants but my soul cry’s out for you, I want to see you in heaven, I want you to have the life he wrote for you to have. We deserve this and I do love you because my dad does and what he does I want to have in my life.
I am now crying as I type this, because I know the dark place I once was in and the light I sit here now in and I want everyone to have this. I want you to know what real pure love is, what it feels like to have his beautiful love in your life.
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