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SABBATICAL FROM THE BATTLE

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I had a dream about the aftermath of my battle with religion.

I was in an abandoned section of the house where I live. It was like an attached apartment. In the kitchen was a lot of canned and packaged food sitting on a big table inside the oversized pantry. A visitor came through, someone I knew, and he needed dinner for his family. I invited him to help himself and he chose 3 items that would make a complete meal for him and his family. He was pleased and I was happy that I could be generous.

After he left, I began going through the apartment shadow boxing evil entities as I saw them. I’d say out loud “Ka-pow! Ka-pow!” as I punched them. And they were cleared out one at a time. After they were gone, there was movement in the corner which I attributed to Angels and let them be.

This apartment is not a place I like. It is old, dusty and outdated. But it’s still mine and I want the evil out.

As I talked with Father about this dream, it unraveled. This apartment is my platform. It’s where I share my experiences and revelations about The Kingdom. Over the years, I’ve accumulated plenty of food on the table for anyone who wanders through and wants it. But I don’t want to live there because ugliness keeps coming through along with the people. So I’ve taken a sabbatical to clear out the ugly buggars they leave lingering in the air.

Where did the ugliness come from? Well, some people might say that I’ve been a bit naive over the years. In my excitement about revelations from The Kingdom, I’ve shared freely with abandon.

And last year, there were some battles. But no worries, I survived. And I have cleared out the buggars of pain and woundedness from my heart. But I don’t want to actually occupy the apartment right now.

So, I’ve left Angels, hoping they will refresh the air. Then I may slap on a fresh coat of paint one day.

This article isn’t to request your sympathy but to share my journey. Many of you experience this need for sabbatical too. It’s a quiet time to clear out the lingering effects of the battle of religion.  Sometimes we don’t like the area where it happened, for a while anyway.

It’s a conundrum really. How the most beautiful and exciting revelations can cause such turmoil in folks. It doesn’t seem like that should be a result. But it is.

We don’t begin with intentions of insulting people. But it appears to be an inevitable reaction. Sharing new vision exposes the shortfall of the old vision. It doesn’t make the old vision worthless because it was the stepping stone forward. But, for people who love the old and have set it on a pedestal, the new is a threat to their idol.

But we all know this. Right? Yeah, well, we may share as gently as possible and we may learn to discern. But there will always be those that will be angry.  This is the cross Jesus told us to take up as we follow Him.  It is the one that produces persecution.

Idols tend to crash when they come down.  They never get off their pedestal quietly and easily.  And unfortunately for them, it’s the nature of new vision to be born. It is time. And regardless of the screaming and fear of a mother who hasn’t prepared herself, the birth will come. It will happen. And it won’t wait.

Usually, sometime after the birth, she will embrace the child and experience the joy.

In the meantime, Father calls us to learn more, and He loves us the same if we refuse. I’ve become OK with leaving well enough alone. It’s “well-enough” that doesn’t want to leave me alone. Religion taught us to pursue those who we perceive as lost on the path of theological error.  Millions of martyrs lay at the feet of this teaching.

So, that was my dream. And I have moved out of this section of my house. Although I pop in now and then to share the food on the table. But for the most part, I live in the family section where it’s warm and loving.

It’s a good place to live while clearing out the ugly buggars.

Thank you for sharing my journey. Blessings on yours.

Faith

SHOULD WE ACCEPT TRAUMA AS NATURAL?

Have you ever noticed the wide field of trauma we experience and accept as a natural course of life?

Father told me some time ago to pay attention to it and keep it out of my realm where I have control and then ask Him to keep it out where I don’t have control. trauma

 

The core of Trauma is a demon who’s presence is destruction, decay, Continue reading SHOULD WE ACCEPT TRAUMA AS NATURAL?

HOPE AND FEAR, or “DO IT AFRAID”

hope and fear

 

On the way home from work the other night, I had an intense encounter with hope and fear.

This trial and testing had begun with a horrible sound around my back right tire just as I was getting to work.  Nervously, I asked one of the guys to take a look but he saw nothing of concern.  So I said, “Well then I’m going to assume it was a build-up of slushy snow in the wheel-well that iced up and was clunking around in there.”

So for the evening, fear lurked just over my head, periodically Continue reading HOPE AND FEAR, or “DO IT AFRAID”

GOD WEARS A PLAID SHIRT

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Hunny had a dream in which God wore a plaid shirt and looked like Andy Griffith.  It was an oddball answer to a couple days of illness.  And I want to share it with you because I enjoy the way Father performs uniquely in our life.

Tremendous pain coaxed him to call me home from work but my Hunny wouldn’t concede because he’s a tough guy.   So upon my arrival, we began the process: vitamins, herbs, and prayer.  I tried to visualize him well, but it was a weak vision at best. Continue reading GOD WEARS A PLAID SHIRT

MY OVERNIGHT IN THE COURTS

 

A couple nights ago I was awakened at 4 a.m. by overwhelming Guilt.

I should explain that I’m not one to feel a lot of guilt like I did when I was younger and my life was a mess. And of course, I credit that to my amazing Father who has spent several years showing me my heavenly Identity in detail which resolves mountains of personal issues right there.

But this Guilt was a mountain. Did I say I was overwhelmed? I was. And it was, of course, accompanied by fear. Fear comes along to threaten us with repercussions of our guilt. Continue reading MY OVERNIGHT IN THE COURTS

REJECTION & IDENTITY BOOK TWO AVAILABLE NOW

Rejection & Identity Book Two

Available now on Amazon and Kindle

Rejection & Identity Boo

 

       In this second edition of Rejection & Identity, Faith Living adventures into our misunderstanding of Rejection and highlights the overcoming lifestyle of Resistance, a stance that doesn’t simply push our enemy away from us so he can one day return to taunt us again, but completely removes his effectiveness in our world.

Using Resistance through our renewed Identity, we reflect the truly victorious lifestyle of Jesus, and once again return our world to the garden that Adam & Eve enjoyed.

Overcoming evil is our purpose and our last battle.  It shines through clearly in this revelation.

 

WILL WE END EVIL???

when is evil done?

 

In the dream I was demanding that someone tell me how to end evil, because I was tired of it running rampant in my world. I’m done with it, and it needs to be terminated.

Then I woke up and heard the horrible news from Orlando.  And my question was still ringing in my ears.

As the hours clicked by and my heart began to calm, I stood in front of Father holding the question still in my hands.  His eyes of Love penetrated my pain and began doing what they always do – healing.  But the question was still there. Continue reading WILL WE END EVIL???

I’M DEFEATED? I’M FINISHED? I’M DONE?

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It was tough to hear I was defeated, my chance was over, and all my opportunities were gone.

That was the message of a dream that woke me recently, and I wanted to share the story of overcoming it’s crippling effect because I’m sure you’ve felt it too. Continue reading I’M DEFEATED? I’M FINISHED? I’M DONE?

PRINCE VISITS IN HIS “PURPLE RAIN”

Prince's purple rain

 

For 3 days, Prince’s song “Purple Rain” dropped into my head and played. I was sorry that Prince left the earth, and I assumed this was my spirit remembering him.  But it occurred to me that he might be hovering in this dimension still.   So in curiosity I asked, “Prince, is that you? If it is, tell me why you died”? Immediately I heard, “Because I was stupid.  I didn’t know”. Continue reading PRINCE VISITS IN HIS “PURPLE RAIN”

WHAT HAS TERROR DONE?

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My parents unwittingly took me to find terror for the first time in my two-year-old life.   I screamed, I clawed at Daddy begging him not to take me and he did what most Daddy’s would do. He slowed his pace and talked to me.  He held me in his arms and reassured me. He coaxed me forward and reasoned with my fears. Gradually, bit by bit he got me down to the shores of Lake Erie. Continue reading WHAT HAS TERROR DONE?