When you do what he requires, change takes place.

I heard from my daughter and the miracle is, our conversation was the clearest its been since her early teens. She is very sick in hospital, so if you feel the need to pray please do.

I read that book, did what it said, felt the spirit atmosphere change and bazinga, things began to happen.

This is not the only thing, keep going father, I am happy to receive it all.

Pushing myself to watch the news, it pulls on my heart seeing so much destruction. Man wants to destroy not build beauty.

But then I think, who are these individuals making the orders, I am sure they are sitting comfortably in situ. While the innocent perish..

How is this fair, then I think of their eternal life and how they will pay, for the rest of it, for the pain they have caused.

Man, seems to have a need to CONTROL, but ultimately they have none. Think about it, how do you control really, you may think you do, but the illusion is NOT AT ALL.

Your desire to control, becomes a mindset, that stops you feeling, stops you building, stops you from growing. And steals from you, even before or even if ever you realise it.

If we want to live in peace, then know who created it, the world your trying to take over. You have no power to do so and you can only get so far, before the elastic band, will either snap or sling you back to reality.

This is what I know to be true… Kneel before him, for your sense of power, is from the enemy who wants to destroy you…

Sometimes the most simple things, are the most important.

It may seem strange to some, but I love the simple things, every little things others don’t register, registers to me.

Because, its those that matter most, in the end.

I read a book and cut strands that had been holding me, strands that bound up, what was mine to claim and let me say this, “father I claim all that you have for me and I thank you, that by grace it is mine, by divine right.”

Keep it simple, you are not stupid, just need a little reminder…

Its about 2024, thinking of my mothers birth date, 24, I believe this is going to be an exceptional year.

I have been trying to keep my mind and hands occupied and I made this bag, one of many, as I like to keep going, learning along the way. Trying to use my brain power, finding new things and ways of doing the same thing better and putting a procedure on how together in my head.

This is a small bag, I make 3 sizes as we all like different things.

It gives me food for thought, as it becomes second nature, I find myself more and more thinking of him, then someone txt me saying a spirit was helping me and me, knowing I am not putting this together in the certain sequence. But driven, by it, to do so, amazes me when each one is finished.

Then I wonder, do other people allow the fathers access?

It seems so simple, access to your gift, access to your spirit, access to all.

But when I get a feeling, I know its true and real, then all it has to do is materialize.

Which is now, what is happening.

I was wondering why I have no desire for what is in the world, yes I would like to own the home I live in, and but one desire to build, to have the chance to make a home the way it should be done, as I see it.

Finding this place in the word helped, “Do not love the world, or the things in the world. If anyone loves the world, the love of the father is not in him. For all that is in the world, lust of the flesh, the lust of the eyes, and the pride of life – is not of the father, but is of the world. And the world is passing away, and the lust of it; but he who does the will of God abides forever.”

Then as I have always said, “man can take the word and crap all over it” meaning using it to his own benefit, and not the fathers, turning the hungry away from God.

Then I find in Peter

exactly what I had said only days before. The word is our guide and I want those who have been turned away by wrong thinking, and to know, he loves you.

Each one, and isn’t what those individuals have said to you, he is perfect.

I had once been around individuals who believed what I considered very wrong, only for them. God is not mine, but he is my father. And father to all whom have a love and drive to seek him. Even those who don’t, this is what is simple to me.

Love, covers all…

I was scrolling through the internet and found someone making my rissole recipe. Then another using my idea for frozen cooked onion.

Then I thought to myself, they are getting money, for my idea. What was I thinking, giving away for free, that which could have bought another good pair of shoes.

And this was my Christmas gift to myself, shoes that support my painful feet. The instant relief was so shocking, I have promised myself more to replace the $6 crappy ones I have been using.

I am removing all those extra, unused items from my home, its time to change in a big way, and this is key to being able to breath.

For I was taught to save things, you may need them or never say no. But then you have so much, that is just stuff and it needs to be prioritised too. What do I use, keep that only and rid myself of the overburden items and get money to buy those decent shoes.

I have been wrestling with guilt, manipulation of items and its time to break this stronghold.

I was giving myself time off, because I also tore my shoulder muscle. And because a friend of mine and I had a falling out.

But, was I about to get corrected.

You see, sometimes it takes others to deliver the message, and boy was it a whamo.

I forgot these key words, IF YOU DILIGENTLY SEEK HIM. Well I did not, I took time out, to catch my breath and fell off the perch I was sitting on.

But, I needed it, so after licking my wounds and realising I needed to pick up my game. I am back to reading the word, praying on and off and making him, a priority again.

We all need a whamo at times, it does us good to get, a bit of a shake.

And for me, boy did I need it, however much it shook me. I am thankful for it…

Many times, an opportunity to bless, is right in front of you.

If I can, I do…

Recently, he blessed me, I woke hearing a message, I had heard years ago.

But, bang, he hit me, so I did it that day.

I had put off getting decent shoes, over the years, I have bought the $6 shoes etc etc, but my right ankle turns in and has hurt so much. Because of cheap shoes, that no one should be wearing.

So, knowing the pair I had seen, I saw them on special and purchased, delivery free.

I cannot stress, how a good pair of shoes make you feel so loved, especially when my father is the bless’e.

Sometimes we are so consumed by being in our bubble, we do not really see others. Or some do not really care, they just play at being a christian.

I have been making handbags, they lady who has kept me in supply, of the product I use, has been so lovely, with all my questions, all my ideas of colour etc.

Because I can see things others can not, and this is from him, showing me and giving me this gift.

But, I see her kindness, her generosity of spirit. She could just ignore me, or she could be part of what I am doing, which she very much is.

As we have chatted, I have noted what she has liked etc, she has purchased two bags and for this. I am not only pleased but, humbled that someone likes what I do.

I have a little surprise to send her, its not about what I have done, its about seeing her. Listening and hearing, I have told her my testimony, she told me she lived with someone who, lets be blunt was using the father and turned her off.

Many people do this over time and forget, he keeps notes, every time you do this, you get a mark. Its important, like I said to her, I cannot say he does not exist, because of my personal experiences, but she acknowledged there is something, and that is a mustard seed. It just needs the right water, the right soil to grow.

As I said to her and its true, from someone who has lived in the world, then come to realise how he lives in it. And from that I have grown, as I said to her (man, has used it to his own benefit and crapped all over it). That is why many are turned off, but when you hone in and tune in, everything makes sense.

I said to her, I am not going to ram Jesus down her throat, but if I say something relating to him, it done with love and because, he is real to me.

I awoke this morning to a thick fog outside my window. And I felt joy, because its the first, it has gone from warmish days, to colder days and being an Aussie summer, I will take it.

Tomorrow is in the 30’s and how brilliant, to have snuggle days, days where you can get the inside jobs done.

The world would teach you to whinge or moan, why, why can’t you see through the fog and see what he has for you.

Each moment is your gift, each moment you can see through his eyes.

This is a time for rejoicing, so rejoice, find your joy, take hold of your joy and laugh….