I was just on zoom with my family, God family that is and I have been on and on about, meeting him at his mountain.

Today when I took my friend for her 2nd needle, I noticed sign posts everywhere, now I know they are always there, but when you really notice them.

It is like, hey you, pay attention, read the signs I am sending to you.

Well here I was thinking I was, again not in the right place, but seems he is still speaking to me on that level. But I know from today, I must move on, move on to the next level, you cannot become complacent. He does not work that way, he wants us to achieve, like any parent, who knows just how far you can go, he sees it.

Its up to us, to believe it…

Since giving myself over to the father, I have a joy, a peace that I cannot deny.

But, many times I see people slowly but surely, fall away from the father and into the depths of the world.

A comment here, or there and you can tell, the enemy has moved in and the father is moving out of there active lives.

Sometimes I feel flat, or feel like I am taking a rest, but a part of me knows, there is no rest.

I know every medical attack is being used, trying to stop me, in my weakness I still say my daily communion, I repeat Romans 12 v 1, putting my name to it, I always say the original, but then add myself to back up, what must be said.

I always say good morning to all I know about and those I am yet too, because I must hold on.

I must continue this path, for there is no other, I know I feel tired, but that is the infection and medication I am currently taking.

But I will not surrender to any other force, I will only surrender to my, Jesus, for the world caused me immense pain and distress. So, knowing what I know, there is only one way forward, and that is in the knowledge, Jesus died for me, now.

So I live, for his will to be done, on earth as it is in heaven, for heaven is close, I saw a glimpse once and when you know, what you know, nothing can divide you.

Do not let the enemy steal from you anymore, he uses those close to you and wants to, kill, steal and destroy YOU. Why, because he knows, he knows your here for a great purpose and he will try and use anyone, so step forward, trust the father and live, live the life he has for you.

Be, a responsible believer, be the person, not what others presume to see, but who you know, the father sees.

And in that you live out, your joy…

You know when you can feel something moving, in the spirit it is obvious today.

I feel a movement taking place, its sort of a normal for me, I have been sitting, waiting to capture what I feel.

But, knowing I must get moving today, it sits with me, the feeling.

So, as I sit here typing and looking out my back door, I feel something is happening.

The father is making changes, he is making his strategic move.

All, I have to do is watch and see….

I am sitting here, and I feel like this jet is about to take off inside of me, I love it when that happens.

It is Sunday here, so I get up, make a cup of tea, go back and sit in bed, saying good morning to all, thanking him for the day and today, I was praying in tongues, his language, I kept going and going.

Then I felt, to get onto this site and start typing, and I felt him, this is such a blessing to me. His presence is my most valuable asset, and I love that.

I watch sometimes those stupid shows about housewives and I keep shaking my head, its all about, falseness, makeup, jewels, cars and lifestyle, but they fight like bogans, what is up with that, they have so much, but have nothing at all.

Maybe I am the only one, but I have more, sitting here, than they can ever imagine and that blesses me and makes me think, what more do they need, they need to loose it, then they might be able to count the blessings.

But, my energy and joy comes from one place, my peace and wealth, it is not worldly, it cannot be bought, but acquired through persistence, through surrendering, through love.

If I read this, I would give up everything to have a little snippet of the father, not what the world has, but I believe he is about to flip it for those who he chose..

The world is in for a shocker, sit and watch it play out for the master architect, with my blue prints in his hand.

I have allergies as I have said before, and finally saw the supermarket get something in the brand I need but wrong flour.

So, I decided to move that mountain, I emailed then rang the head office, once I get an idea, I put it into action. I put in place to move what ever mountain I need too, for the benefit of not only myself but others.

Gods mountain is the only one in my life, where I go to meet him.

The barriers or fraudulent spirit, that has tried many times to get in my way is given its notice, here and now.

I will open the gates and the flow from MY ONE AND ONLY FATHER, you, no longer have any power over my life, for I have surrendered it all to the Lord Jesus, who gave his life for me.

So, get out of my way, cause I am coming through.

Yesterday, here in Victoria we were allowed to go to the shops.

People everywhere and I panicked, I took my friend out and had to leave, go back and sit in the car.

This is not God, the enemy at work, and he is sitting in parliament and he has to go, please join our prayers that the father moves him out, immediately given his eviction notice.

I see a corrupt spirit, I know the father can act, he is against God and his people and even wants people to not be able to pray for there own children, so my prayer is, father in, the enemy out.

Asking that the hidden things of darkness to be revealed, and be exposed.

I know this can be done… for I believe.

A blessing to me can be simple, or really big.

A blessing is something you asked for, received knowing its just for you.

A blessing is not good luck, its provision for his chosen people.

A blessing is him showing me, when I refused to be used and stood my ground, it was a start to the road I am on.

A blessing is knowing that from the start of my life, there was a plan. Yes you can think your in control or fulfilling your life’s plan, but really, I just know that when I hold a bible in court, I understand the power of it.

A blessing is feeling loved, by something bigger than you and trusting in that.

A blessing is knowing, that when, or if the word runs true (only put if in, for those worldly unbelievers), Jesus returns and all fall to there knees, who is blessed then?

Blessing is finding my path, and my path is my own, you do what you need to do, but if he calls you and you choose not to answer his call, then it’s your judgement you have to face. And no one will care if you look good, skinny or wealthy, it all will not matter.

What matters is, your integrity, your empathy, your honesty, your faith and your truth. I pray for the hidden things of darkness to be revealed and anyone trying to stop the will of the father, to be judged, today.

I have been unable to mow my own lawn and I love the smell of mowed grass.

So, it frustrates me and being in lock down it was just too much, so I asked the father to send a gardener and he did.

I feel so blessed, its funny, I keep thinking if the world saw how I ask, how it happens, could they see the evidence.

Before I surrendered myself, which is just knowing who is in power, saying Romans 12 V1, I do present my body a living sacrifice, holy and acceptable to God which is my reasonable service.

Because it covers you with a warm hug, again before I truly accepted him in my life, I did not know what was going on, and I saw someone get hit up the butt in their car, I told them and it happened, but what I did not know at the time was, their agenda towards me. My father has stepped in, trying to warn me, I believe things happen for a reason, good or bad, depends on how you look at it.

Yesterday, the same happened, you just gotta love his work and know that your shown things for a reason. Some may never pick up on things but having a heightened sense of awareness or him on my side, has saved me time and time again.

I love the way things work, but I also know I am more blessed because of it.

I remember having to fight, fight for my right just to be accepted, then thinking to myself, why.

Why, because if you have to fight or manipulate or cause division, you’ve got more of a problem than anyone.

I was talking to someone, how I believe the word written in the bible and because I do not shy away from this fact, I was told maybe I should see a physiologist.

Now, I understand when someone does not believe, or believes but will not admit to it and with me, that’s OK, but I am suppose to believe, that seeing physic’s etc, has more value, what the.

I said to someone who understands, if I was a Pastor, Dalai Lama or the Pope it would not even be questioned. Because I openly say, I believe and I follow the word, I find it offensive and down right racist.

So, I won’t fight, but I will let my father, fight for me. He has done it before and he will do it again, and I know it, because evidence has been shown time and time again, it says he is a jealous God, jealous of those who are his.

So, I fight the good fight of faith instead, it’s the right fight, not the wrong one.

I found my copy the other day, what became real was the post I did recently.

The one about two families, mine shows I have two siblings. And then I thought about what the father had shown me, the same thing.

If you take emotion out of it, facts are the evidence seen and mine is on my birth certificate.

It is funny I thought my sister was 6 years older than me, but it says, she is 8 years older. I have not seen her since I was 19 years old, we all have some sort of damage, via the atmosphere we grew up in and I understand that.

But, unless you recognise it and deal with it, it moves on and in many it still is active in their lives.

I am so grateful to my real father, Jesus, for giving me this gift of release.

Looking up my ancestors has been enlightening to say the least, I went back and back and found a man married a woman named Jane who was from India, but what I want to know is the story surrounding these people.

And what I remember, my mother had Indian arms bands, these were tested and had diamonds in them, so where they Jane’s. Where they from a wealthy family, how did they get into my mothers hands, I have questions, I need answered.

Things, get interesting when you start, seeing through different eyes…