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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

HE’S DOING A NEW THING

Father said to re-post a word from 2013.  He said “I am doing a new thing in the earth.”  And this Word is what he’s talking about.  He’s teaching many to rule and reign.  It happens from our Seat.

The world is waiting for us to sit on that Seat each day and do our job.  It is what changes the world and brings heaven to earth.

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THE IMPENDING STORM OF HALLOWEEN

That was the label I heard from Father when I asked about his feelings on the subject of Halloween.  He said it with a wry grin and then my morning of learning began.

Within this period of learning how to administer the Earth as a Son (Daughter) of God,  I was struck this morning with the advent of Halloween and what my position should be.  I didn’t know.  Eek!

Father insinuated that it was an impending storm, but he did it with that knowing grin and asked me how I had learned to deal with storms.

So I dragged out everything I’ve learned about handling storms. Continue reading THE IMPENDING STORM OF HALLOWEEN

Weapon’s grade

Please don’t tell me you’re mad at God and can’t speak to Him because He let Great Aunt Suzy die and she didn’t deserve it.  You can’t keep up this attitude or you’re going to die wrapped up in the same ignorance that let Aunt Suzy die.

God was talking to you from the moment you were conceived but you got too big for your britches and began ignoring Him.  He wanted to teach you how to win the temptations and trials you were going to face.  He wanted to show you how to whip some ugly butt.  He knows all the secrets of the universe.  He created it.  And He created you to learn the secrets – if you want to.  But He’ll never force you to spend time with Him, or listen to Him. Continue reading Weapon’s grade

LET PASSION FLY

Father said to me, “My people are Passionate.” And along with His words came illumination. I saw Passion birthing ‘the fantastic’. I saw a dream turning into reality through Passion.  I saw Passion lifting a car off a pinned child.  I saw Passion speaking the Spirit of Life into large groups of people.  I saw it walking across the country to honor a loved one.  I saw it refusing to let a husband die when he hadn’t breathed in many minutes.  I saw it healing, blessing, building.  It was like pouring the oil of Love into a bowl and touching a spark to it.

I could tell that Father loves Passion.  He sees Himself in our Passion because it is His characteristic. It is through His Passion we were brought to life. Passion changes everything.  It rotates fact at a molecular level and changes the results. We don’t ‘create’ passion. It is born of love. It is love with flames on!  We feel it burning deep in our chest like liquid fire.  It is life at a crescendo. Continue reading LET PASSION FLY

LOVE IN THE MIRROR!

in the mirror

 

Father asked me to see love in the mirror.  And not only that but to love her the way that He does.

Oh, how I wanted to run away from this mirror and drink enough wine to vanquish the thought because I didn’t want to accept this woman as myself.  I didn’t want to love her as me.

I cringed, and I’m sorry that I did, but I did.  She is not the woman I still see in my head.  And she’s someone I never thought I’d ever become. I don’t know how she got here and why she took over my body!  And I’ve been so angry about it, and so discouraged.

So, I tried to beat her into submission and make her return to the woman she once was.  I tried.  I swear I really tried.  But she wouldn’t submit.  She just grew larger and older.  Continue reading LOVE IN THE MIRROR!

BURL WOOD

burl wood

 

Twisted chaos in trees results in something called burl wood.  It’s when a tree – any tree – has grown in a deformed manner.  It creates knots that are commonly found in the trunk or branches and comes from stress, injury, virus or fungus.  Sometimes burls grow underground attached to roots as a malignancy that’s not discovered until the tree dies and falls over.

Father said that He sees these anomalies in our own lives differently than we do.

Crisis and chaos cause injury, stress, and disease in us.  We scream out in pain wanting it to stop because we believe it will kill us. And sometimes it does, just as trees sometimes die from their injuries.

But it’s those that survive and heal in spite of the damage, that become burl wood.

The healing process doesn’t erase the damage, it encases it and changes the grain of our growth. The key is in the healing. It creates something that can be likened to burl wood.

Burl is prized for its beauty and rarity.  Furniture makers, artists, and sculptors seek it for its unique qualities of strength and resistance to splintering. And because of its value, there are many poachers in National Parks. Even when the tree dies, it lives on with more value than any other.

A few years ago, Father gave me a vision of a staircase made of burl that represented my life.  It’s an amazingly fabulous staircase whose cost would be prohibitive to build.  And that high cost is because of that wood.

Father used burl wood to create this staircase because He saw value from the way He healed me.   The damage and pain were not the victors in my story anymore. Not because I didn’t see some types of death. I did. But in spite of death, His healing worked to change the DNA of my heart. And, I survived.

When I was desperate to escape the pain and damage of my life, He told me to walk forward and heal.  He said He would heal me and make me hard in a way that would be strong and not splinter.

That’s the real essence of Overcoming.

We change into a hardness that is not unloving.  It’s just undamageable.  And there’s the difference.

We don’t actually die inside His resurrection power because nothing can kill something that keeps coming back to life.  And when we know this victorious dichotomy, it’s when we can stand before chaos and say “Do your worst because you won’t win.  Even if you kill me, I will rise again.”

I wanted to share this revelation because we often spend great amounts of time trying to erase the effects of the calamities in our lives.  We believe that perfection means without flaw.  We don’t realize that we are like burl wood.  It is the flaw itself when healed, that becomes the priceless pearl.

I believe He is saying “Stop spending so much time trying to erase them.  Let me make something extraordinarily beautiful from your wounds.  Let me!”