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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 It is old, dusty and outdated.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

WHAT SHOULD I DO WITH FAMILY TROUBLE?

 

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Family trouble is heartbreaking enough, but when I was facing another visit from them, Father showed me a different way to pray. It involved understanding that I have a kingdom. He’s shown me this scenario several times now. Continue reading WHAT SHOULD I DO WITH FAMILY TROUBLE?

HANDLING FRIENDLY MANIPULATION

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You know the manipulation that draws you into Offence and then accuses you of having a problem with Offence?

Yep, we’ve all been there.  And to top it off some of us have had someone try to teach us how to do this, saying it’s biblical.  Their reasoning involves scriptures out of context and motive out of Spirit.

Well, hallelujah, we’re learning and we’re doing it quickly.  Holy Spirit is pouring Himself out all over the world and Manipulation is being exposed along with Offence and his brother Rejection.  Every one of those ugly guys rub against Holy Spirit within us and we feel the prickling sensation shiver down our arms. Continue reading HANDLING FRIENDLY MANIPULATION

SPOOKY SHADOWS IN THE HOUSE

ghosts-572038_960_720I was reminded today about the time I began inviting the Heavenly Host and the cloud of witnesses into my home.  It wasn’t something my husband and I discussed.  It was just something I did on a whim one day as I was visiting with Father, and contemplating the spirit realm.

Dark shapes and spooky movements have been evident now and then all my life.  They gave me creepy feelings and I hated to get out of bed at night.  I’ve done the rebuking thing and the commanding thing.  It works, but eventually there is movement again. Continue reading SPOOKY SHADOWS IN THE HOUSE

OUR CHRISTMAS ANGEL!

We spent the day with a Christmas angel.  I’ve never seen one before but I’ve heard of them appearing to people when they are lonely and sad.  I’ve heard of their marvelous acts of kindness and love.  But I’ve never experienced one myself, until this year.

It began a couple weeks ago, when our plans for Christmas Day crashed and burned, and we were going to be spending the day alone. Continue reading OUR CHRISTMAS ANGEL!

LIVING ON VACATION!

A couple years ago Father told me to construct a sentence that described the best vacation to me. It should elicit in my heart everything that vacation felt like for me.
 
It took about a month to construct the perfect sentence because it kept evolving. The final result was this.
 
“I live in a tropical paradise of joy.”

Continue reading LIVING ON VACATION!

TEACHING ME TO REST

Did I tell you, when Father was teaching me REST, there came a time when He actually told me to sit still for very long periods.  I felt condemnation for sitting still.  Lazy was a word that kept bombarding me.  I had a very hard time for a bit.  The drive to be doing something all the time; of being responsible for so many things around me; kept popping into my mind.

I believe we’ve been taught “idle hands are the devils workshop” so thoroughly, that we don’t know how to stop.  Busyness can be the enemy’s way of keeping us from the REST that Father wants to make the foundation of our lives.  And breaking off that busy constancy requires sitting; staring it down; without a book in our hand, without a hobby before us, without the computer, and without a companion.

The REST that Father talks about doesn’t mean sitting still; it is a place of our spirit.  We can be very busy and still be at REST.  But if we haven’t experienced REST fully, and what REST feels like, it may require some drastic measures like mine.

I had to sit a lot for about a year and believe me it was pure torture sometimes.  But when I finally began to enjoy the REST unconditionally, then He moved me into busyness and told me to take the REST with me.

That transition was interesting too.  Even though I’m very busy at this time, I know immediately when I’m losing the REST.  And I stop for a moment, or many moments until I’m back inside it.

All the promises of God are inside His REST and if we don’t know it fully, all our busyness will not help us acquire the promises.

 

Rippled Water

 

 I turned to Jesus because my heart was breaking.  He came immediately and cupped my teary-eyed face in His hands and touched my cheeks with His lips.  Then He embraced me and nuzzled His face into my shoulder.  I could feel His breath against my neck, warm, comforting.

I breathed of Him deeply and asked, “Is there something wrong with me? My heart is too fragile.”

He again held my face in His hands and looked into my eyes speaking in tongues which I didn’t understand, but felt it was instructing my spirit where it would be understood.

Then He slipped His arm around my waist and led me through crunching leaves to a dry wooden bench beside a still lake and we sat down under rusty colored trees.  He picked up a pebble and skipped it across the glassy water; each skip breaking the surface, creating ripples and He continued speaking softly in tongues which I began understanding in my heart.

 

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“Words spoken out of disunity are moments empty of Love.  They break the peace in your soul like the pebble broke the surface of the water.  Sometimes those words are spoken repeatedly when people are intent on asserting a conviction of faith and continue to belabor a subject.  This breaks the glassy surface like the pebble skipping.  But have patience, my Love.  The water is deep and the pebble will sink.  The ripples will fade and die.  The lake is not damaged in the end, but returns to its silken peace.  This is your heart.  Its depth is full and will nourish Life for a long time to come.”