Australia Day

On the news recently its been said that some council want the day moved and its a reminder of a stolen nation.

Now wait a minute, for one thing if we are not reminded of history. Then we will make the same mistake again, history or your past is for you to learn from and move forward.

And seriously, you have homeless people, starving families and roads etc need attention. Get to work and leave it alone, what has been done has just that BEEN.

I am trying to figure out if I am part indigenous, even if I am, I feel strongly that you earn what you get. I know from experience if you rehash the past and become bitter and angry, you get no where.

So I say, bring on the day, lets celebrate how far we have come. Lets see the beauty of this country and that poem comes to mind which sums up how I feel about THE land that God has in his hands.

I love a sunburnt country – a land of sweeping plains – of rugged mountain ranges – of drought and flooding rain – I love her far horizons – I love her jewel seas – her beauty and her terror – THE WIDE BROWN LAND FOR ME

We are blessed to be here at this time, the time before his return, so go out and be blessed and smile for goodness sake. Be grateful for what you have, not what you don’t.

I am inspired & happy

Today, I had a visitor and when she left I became inspired thinking about last week. I am inspired, but waiting on the Lord to show me the way, I will not make a move without him.

That’s the key to it all, its his way, his plan for my life. So Lord come on, I am excited, being a great thinker, you have no idea, my brain never stops, which I will count as a blessing.

In my mind, I think of things like, what recipe I can tweek, or see a fabric or rummage in a cupboard and pull out something and think, its time to put something together, invent or be miss fix it. I draw plans for houses or garden design, you name it, I have an idea. You see, when I was a child we didn’t have much, but had fun making something out of nothing, you figured out how things worked.

Trips to the tip, yes the garbage dump could be real fun, or mum made it seem that way, if someone was coming in, make out your unloading, what you just loaded. Its all about the way you see things, if someone threw out a good piece of furniture, home we would go, it would be brought back and given love or handy in the shed for tools. Old jumpers or bits of things, mum would wash them clean, un-pull them, make either another top, blanket or something handy. Waste is just your point of view, you do not need to appear like a hippy if you are fugal (or have wisdom).

I remember a blanket that we all had to produce a square of knitting and mum made it fit, I loved that blanket, why, because it was made like Joseph’s coat of many colours, that was made and no one had another like it. I know 101 ways to use most things and just because it doesn’t have a fancy brand connected too it. Who cares, everything I do is done with love and if its a crochet blanket, I pray that whom ever owns it, is blessed.

We need to stop thinking the world’s way, and put the Lords into practice. I do not want or need a Mercedes Benz, I do not have to be clothed in Versace or Chanel. I am who I am, the apple of my fathers eye, why waste his finance on material things (that can never fill the void) I can save, buying something that does the same thing and bling it up.

I sometimes think that some people need the items, because they do not know who they really are, but want an appearance that is acceptable to those around them. So they can feel valuable, its such a shame that its all an illusion.

Having the Lord as your father is such a blessing, you have a cup that runeth over with love. You never have to strive or desire, he gives you all that you need and desire. Having a value worth zillion’s is my most precious gift of all…

Please be blessed.

GET UP TODAY-TO RUIN THE ENEMY’S DAY

Do it, make a decision LIFE or DEATH. I choose LIFE, so since he has for far too long been messing you up.

MESS HIM UP, go on what have you got to loose.

RUIN HIS DAY PEOPLE, for today in the father I can have all things.

Own a home and all the things I desire, I receive Lord, bring them in.

GET EXCITED, shout out the joy of the Lord (Hit the enemy between the eyes, and give him his eviction papers).

But always have the shield and sword (is his word) in your hand, then if he tries to come back, Shout out NO VACANY here.

Interesting…

Do you ever spend the time, trying to view things in a different way to what you would automatically do?

I have learned over the years that you react in a certain way to things, its like when I knock myself. I was taught that you instantly go to anger.

But was that right, no it wasn’t, most of the time my parent was just angry at herself or frustrated, but it taught me the wrong way.

I am learning to flip the switch and make things different in my life. Because if I meet my future husband then I cannot repeat the past.

Interesting how time can make you wiser than before.

Do not allow the enemy room to move

Recently as of last week I came close to loosing one of my children.

Now this may seem shocking but I know that the enemy will not move me away from my father, the holy spirit is my guide and will stay that way.

What did I do, told the Satan to get off me, my family and exit stage left, out the door. I even opened my sliding door and reminded him that he was defeated.

A demonic spirit is living within one of my children and it will not stay, the life my father gave to my child will push it out. Deliverance will be given and received that I believe.

So take up your sword, using the word and drive it out of your life.

Believe

Just believe and it shall come to pass.

What you ask for I will give to you.

For your father is in charge and loves you mightily.

Look forward and all that you want will be yours.

 

I just got this as I was about to sign off, OMG Yahoo. It’s so exciting, isn’t it? My father has spoken….

What a great year to come…Happy New Year

Come on get excited, I sit here without a job and very little.

Truly I sit here, knowing that full-time employment is coming and a year to remember is one day closer.

The point I am trying to make is, its how you look at it. Turn the situation on its head and CHANGE.

Yes I know, sometimes we would rather roll around and sulk (Like a pig in mud). Really, I am speaking as much to myself as anyone, are you MAD!

What better than to grow and move into what the father has for you, to experience more than you could ever dream up for yourself. To marvel how he works out your life, if only you would let him be in control of it.

Come on, your better than that. Get with the program, computer’s were scary when they came out. Really, as easy as turning on a toaster. When you stop and think about it, life isn’t that hard, if you let him be in control.

All you have to do is hold on and enjoy the ride.

If you could see my face…

I was just going over this blog and thinking.

What would you think, if you could see my face?

Now going back to how a lady should dress (and a fathers comment), through this, I am sharing the real me.

I am sharing my heart, my wisdom, the love for the lord, everything I have to give.

So if you saw my face, (eg like boobs hanging out) what would you think?

You would concentrate on my outer layer, not my heart or mind. The meaning would get lost in translation.

Are you thinking? If you are then that is fabulous, that is what I want you to do. Think differently, you are so brilliant just the way the father has made you and you can think and use your mind for great things.

What I am trying to show you is to get past what you see, in the father’s house you learn. That things happen in the heavenlies before they happen on earth. So if I cannot see what my father is doing, I have excitement, curiosity and faith.

Believing is faith in action.

This touched me, so I thought I would let it speak for itself

This piece might interest, inspire, and elicit a change of attitude to at least one person. An incident transpired when Muhammad Ali’s daughters arrived at his home wearing clothes that were quite revealing.

Here is the story as told by one of his daughters:

“When we finally arrived, the chauffeur escorted my younger sister, Laila, and me up to my father’s suite. As usual, he was hiding behind the door waiting to scare us. We exchanged many hugs and kisses as we could possibly give in one day.

My father took a good look at us. Then he sat me down on his lap and said something that I will never forget. He looked me straight in the eyes and said, “Hana, everything that God made valuable in the world is covered and hard to get to.

Where do you find diamonds? Deep down in the ground, covered and protected.

Where do you find pearls? Deep down at the bottom of the ocean, covered up and protected in a beautiful shell.

Where do you find gold? Way down in the mine, covered over with layers and layers of rock. You’ve got to work hard to get to them.”

He looked at me with serious eyes. “Your body is sacred. You’re far more precious than diamonds and pearls, and you should be covered too.”

My thoughts: Ladies should dress as such, we are taught dressing sexy gets you what you want, or you’re not pretty unless you do. Really? I think dressing respectfully for ourselves is what is required, we need not cover ourselves from head to foot but boobs hanging out, where is the mystery.

If someone likes you, let them like the real you, not your body. Marriages don’t last because we get lazy and let it all hang out, respect yourself, food for thought.