Home Again

when the way is to long and hard there is a place of rest for the weary soul… it only takes One Step of Faith to cross over to the other side.

After  a very long journey to a far away land I am finally back to writing.  Being away for so long made me realize a very important secret… about myself.  I am who I am… no one and no thing can change that. I am a writer since my school days  my childhood journals still send shiver through me as I have documented all the sorrows hurts wounds of family and friends. 

This is me… As the saying goes you can take the girl out of the country but you cant take the country out of the girl. Well… so also… You can take the pen away from the writer but the true writer is always writing in the soul. 

I have spent many nights awake looking for a way … how to get back to writing… as the world steals away the time with long hard labor and the demands that wear out the physical body… the soul seems to still be able to create a story even while one sleeps.  That story is so real that upon waking it is as though the writer has lived it out in another realm.  Some people call them dreams, but to the true writer it is all reality.  We who are inspired to write , write for the shear joy and delight of creating a world where we can choose the outcome, the characters, and the scenery. Time and space have no power to stop the true writer. We live the dream, we are the dream.

I admit I have had moments… moments I cried myself to sleep the feeling like I was being suffocated by the worlds demands.  They tell me I do not have a choice.  I have to live in the world, by the worlds system and their rules.  So… I do the unthinkable… I rebel.  I leave it all behind… I am homeless, jobless and wondering where the money will come from to live.   I spend the next few months trying to figure it al out.  This wilderness experience has taught me many things.  How the world has put the people in bondage to electronics.  we have become robots tools the world uses to do their dirty work.  they live the life of luxury while we… slaves of an ignorant sort believe the lie… we are free…  But are we free?   

As I experience the freedom… for a while… I find it so peaceful so restful.  I recommend it for everyone.  I am not saying everyone can do what I did.  I can only speak for myself.  I took myself out of the rat race… I sold what I could, put the rest in storage.  I stopped spending money… I put it back in a HOPE BOX.  Putting my faith out there into the unknown!  I chose to break the chains of the world and sever the connections that kept me bound to all the chaos. I call it SABBATH. 

Can I invite everyone into this realm I have found?  Its a wilderness at first.  It feels like … everything is stripped away… a nakedness that at first leaves me feeling like I am hanging in the nothingness, But it did not take long to realize what thought was covering me was me just being accustomed to the heavy burdens the world puts on everyone of us. The constant running to and fro.  It had to STOP! 

I challenge each and everyone to make ONE small step. Take ONE day… set it apart from all the other days… No Compromising…and turn it “all” OFF!  One day is all it takes. It’s like giving yourself a vacation ONE DAY a week!  One day… you allow yourself to do NOTHING but BE STILL… Time to think or NOT! Time to take every negative thought captive and cast it out. Time to choose what you will think about with purpose. Not allowing anyone to tell you what to think how to think or speak negative words into your soul. ONE day… to only think about what is good, right, beautiful, lovely, pure, and delightful… what God created for us to enjoy… LIFE!

The first time I did this I thought it impossible to not think about negative things that go on day to day. But It did not take me but a few hours to realize just how much we process as negative.  It takes practice, practice, practice to unlearn the negative.  I have set myself with determination… to not allow anyone or any situation to invite themselves into my soul! 

You wonder how is this possible?  Prespective… what we believe as truth sets us up for good or evil. Who determines what is good and evil?  We learn from our parents family friends community society from those we accept as having authority or wisdom above our own!   Who makes us believe the lie we have to have it all?  Who makes us believe we have to wear certain clothing or possess things to be accepted?  Who tells us what is normal?   Ask anyone… We all think we are normal and everyone else is abnormal. 

How exhausting it is to always be valuing ourselves by someone else’s standards of right and wrong… AND THEN… There’s GOD!  I hated RELIGION!   I hated the hypocrisy and the double standards. I hated the worthlessness … of trying to please everyone so no one would be …OFFENDED!   I discovered the TRUTH. It only matters what God says… not what man says is right or wrong.  Man can twist the simplest WORD and make it evil… The WORD… LOVE.

I was taught God hated me. All because I was BAD!  Who constitutes what is BAD?  Had I known… I would not be the one writing… HIS-STORY.  He Loves me… Because He Created me …PERFECT!   The problem arises when humans take what God created perfect and they try to perfect what is already perfect.  Parents, family, gov’t, society, education all indoctrinating the “innocent” child from PRE-SCHOOL age until death. 

It is only when I walkedaway from it all that I found… WHO I AM… I am God’s delight!  He wants to help FIX what HUMANS broke.  They think they are doing God a service!  They instead… “manufacture”… a false belief that we must depend on HUMANS above GOD! Silly humans… They got it all wrong!

I found a new LIFESTYLE… It is quite like heaven on Earth.  As long as I keep my garden free of weeds, thorns, thistles and the VARMITS that do harm to my garden, I enjoy the garden of my soul. My MIND and HEART  are set apart as Holy Places.  Not just anyone is allowed in my garden.  It is only by INVITATION!  

It is there I set apart time every morning and evening to spend time with GOD.  It’s that face to face time not a quick hey dude or a text saying… luv u.   No… I make time for the things I value and RESPECT.  I MAKE the time to show LOVE to the ONE who is LOVE. Where my heart is that is what I treasure most. What I put my time and focus on the most… that becomes my “god”. 

We have an uncanny ways of keeping GOD out of our “house”  we want him to just send a check and give us everything we want… but never  long to spend time with HIM … ALONE. Are we afraid?  If He shows up will He find a house of chaos or peace?  Will He find a garden neglected and overgrown… fruitless by His standards.    Do we want Hi telling us what to do? Do we want Him telling us what is right and wrong?   Do we want him choosing our friends… lover(S)?  Do we give him Sovereignty and Authority over us?  

The ultimate question of the Day is this… Will we give him our FREE WILL to choose?

This is the ultimate sacrifice God cherishes… Do we trust Him so much that we will allow Him to choose what is best for us!

You will never know the TRUTH unless you take that first step… into the unknown… that leap of faith… you don’t know what’s on the other side… you just choose… to take His hand and let Him lead the way… One Step at a time… One Day at a time. 

Until… You ARRIVE

It’s wonderful  over here… come join me on the OTHER SIDE

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

RESURRECTION: THE POWER OF WORDS

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This week has been very exciting. The Book ” RESURRECTION THE  UNTOLD STORY” has come to BE more powerful than I could ever imagine.

I have been praying more in the Spirit  than usual. It is time to cross over that final MOUNTIAN.  I am pursing the Kingdom permanently!   The calling, the tugging of my spirit, soul and body can not be ignored any longer. So despite my ignorance… I step out of the boat to cross over… to the  other side.  I do not go alone, God forbid.  YH-W-H is reaching out to me!  I am reaching out to Him, because His love compels me, draws me, woos me to Him.  How can I resist.

In that moment He gives me a small taste of the other side.

I work with a young lady she claims she does not believe in “GOD”  but she uses his name every day!   How can that be?   I had opportunity, an open door so to speak to allow the Holy Spirit to use me…  to impact a broken soul.  This young lady came to work different- sad and I could feel her pain.  I was sensitive immediately to her despair. She murmured her boyfriend was cheating on her for a while and she did not know it.  She expressed in some very filthy words how no one cares about her, no one sees her, they only use her.  In my spirit I was crying out to God, how can I bless her. She doesn’t know you love her.  She hates you and blames you for everything. What can I possibly say to open her eyes?

The Holy Spirit told me to watch her work.  I said, “She is different, calmer than most days she is in overdrive.  He replied… “ISN’T SHE BEAUTIFUL.” I answered,  “She is, especially when she is not trying so hard to earn everyone’s approval.”  He then proceeded to tell me she is broken and HE wants to heal her.  “Give her all the money in your pocket.”  I answered, “I do not know how much money I have?”  He replied, “Does it matter?”  I said, “No!”

When she returned to the room,  I approached her and told her The Holy Spirit told me to give you all the money in my pocket.”  She kept saying, “Why would you do that?” I said because he asked me to.  She kept saying thank you, thank you, thank you.  I am to tell you even though no one else sees you or cares about you God sees you and cares about you and He wants you to know HE LOVES YOU even though you hate him, you blame him for everything and use his name in a not so good way!

The look on her face was priceless!

Like a revelation to her that God hears everything she says about him.  He knows every thought in her heart.  She kept saying, “Thank you.”  I told her to thank God. She asked how do you hear him? I said, “Like I hear you and sometimes its like a download of information; like a light bulb comes on.  She replied, “I will have to have a chat with God tonight.” I said, “He loves to talk even into the wee hours of the morning.” She said, “Really?”  I replied. “He talks to me sometimes until morning.  He does not mind and He loves the company.”  She just did not know what to say.

When she left I began to thank the Lord for using me… To speak to her what she could not hear him saying to her. She only heard the evil; never good.  When she returned again He told me to tell her she is BEAUTIFUL when she smiles.  He would like to see her smile more.  She replied, “I like smiling.  I just do not have much to smile about.” I said, God can change that if you allow him, but you must be willing to do things HIS way.  Everything he does is to protect you from evil.”  She said, “I definitely need to talk to God then.”

She left again and I was still praising God for allowing me to be a witness, to share in that MIRACLE.  I say miracle because this young lady wears satanic shirts and tattoos.  She has no thought of speaking of demonic things, curses and even 666  without a break in her step.   Yet she speaks of the light and angels and aliens all in the same breath.  She speaks of good and morality all found in the bible yet blasphemes God in the same breath.  How does one not believe in God and know so much about God!

When she returned yet again… I know she is seeking to hear more.  I speak what the Holy Spirit wants to say to her.” Do you really want to hear God speak?”  She hesitates then answers, “Yes I do.”  I reply what the Spirit says.  “If I give you a book will you read it?  She immediately responds… “Is it a bible?”  I answer,  “No It is the book I wrote about my experience with God.”  She quickly answered, “Yes, I love to read.”  I said, “If you read it wanting to hear, wanting to know how to speak to God, how to hear God… you will hear him… you will know its him.”

I then reached in my bag as I keep one with me… just in case… the Holy Spirit wants to give one away! I give her THE BOOK…  RESURRECTION THE UNTOLD STORY.

Her first reaction is “WOW!  What a cover!”   I answered “It speaks for itself!”

When she leaves the room again I hear the Holy Spirit tell me the timing is now. You will not see her again or have another opportunity as she was going to be leaving for another job.  I was in AWE!   The scripture came to mind… TODAY IS THE DAY IF YOU HEAR HIS VOICE…  DO NOT SHRINK BACK IN FEAR AS THEY DID… AT MT SINAI AND I WAS NOT PLEASED WITH THAT GENERATION AND THEY FELL IN THE DESERT.

I remembered how the people fear the voice of God thundering  from the mountain top. When he asks me to do something do I obey or do I reason within myself? Do I fear what others will say?   Do I fear will they accept or reject “MY” words… they are not “my” words but “HIS WORD” so what have I to fear?

I am not responsible for performing His Word… HE IS!  If I speak my own words then I have reason to fear… I make Him look bad … powerless in the midst of unbelievers.  If I do what He says… it is He who Is Responsible to do what he says. I am only responsible to do what HE says… that is all I am accountable for.

So as a vessel no longer divided between the natural and the spirit, I set myself to be a vessel holy to God alone.  I no longer bow down to the world and its ways.  I work for the kingdom and in the kingdom.  The kingdom provides for its own workers… those who will choose to no longer be divided between heaven and earthly living.  I am spirit.  I must live by the spirit and let the spirit provide for all my needs. What a beautiful kingdom… as He prepares me to cut all the cords to the world. One by one they are severed and the feeling is AMAZING!

FREEDOM BEYOND THE IMAGINATION!

ITS ALL GOOD!

For the Love of Writing

When we have no words to express what is inside … crying out unheard words, the soul will always be able to write from the heart what it can not say in human words…

20161115_160802 I have people ask me all the time… Why don’t you get a job writing?

My reply… Writing is not a job. Writing is not a labor for me it is an “Inspiration”.

I never want to be forced to write what humans want to hear.  There may be some who write… as a JOB!   But they write from their head.  They spill onto paper what they know… facts… research… natural human instincts.

A true writer has no thoughts of his own…His words are inspired by revelation.  I am one of those writers who most people do not understand.  I do not fit into the mold of the world.  I am invisible to the busyness of human kind.   While they run to and fro… I walk as though I am in slow motion observing everything from a distance.

pond 8-04 2To a writer who can only write by inspiration He waits…  never forces words to come… never adds his own words to the contexts.  Once the words are downloaded there is nothing to stop the translation onto paper.  Everything, everyone vanishes into the nothingness.

I find myself sitting in the sunlight empting my mind of all that tries to clutter the space meant for peace.  As I take captive every thought that comes to mind,  I delete every thought not worthy of taking up valuable space reserved for the good life.   Why anyone would waste valuable space and time thinking on those things that make the soul grieve is beyond me.

As I “MAKE” time to Walk and Talk with my Creator, I can hardly wait to hear what He will say.  I am eager to write it all down for He alone inspires every word.  I may ask questions… He is only to willing to answer just to see; to watch my REACTION!   I see Him smile and it makes me feel wonderful to know… I bring Him such joy.

phone-downloads-303On my walks I see a leaf… a simple leaf… dancing in the wind and that one simple thing sends me writing about my Beloved Creator. He is beautiful.  How is it… nothing truly dies… in fact it appears to be dead… on the surface… but the truth is… it lives on as it decays and brings life to the ground on which it lies.  I realize more and more how He created all things to begin in one form, die, and resurrect in another form.

20161023_163034I remember the days…  I can smell the forest.  The air permeated with the smell of  wood, the leaves, the earth, the grass and flowers all doing their own thing and yet working together to make this world a beautiful place with out any help from humans hands or human knowledge.

cropped-phone-downloads-2871.jpgThose days of summer when I bask in the sunlight, I find myself compelled to write some random thoughts. Where do they come from? I hear them in my spirit, I hear them in my ears, I hear them in my heart, I even hear them in my sleep. All I know is I hear them.  I write them.   I read them and I shake my head in awe!

I being who I am … I can not force myself to write. I tried!  I can sit all day… start and stop; delete and erase… again and again, until I lose interest or get interrupted.  If I am allowing things to distract me then I know… It is not inspired. It is just me blubbering vain words.   Words not worth repeating!

The moments I must laugh myself silly… moments when the Spirit speaks to me while watching a movie, listening to music or over hearing others talk… in a store, restaurant even in a church pew… How He speaks volumes when I am Just Being Still… at rest and peace with Him, with the world, with myself and with others.  Nothing between He and I.  The signal is loud and clear.

20160224_212712.jpgThose moments when I am stirred from my sleep hearing a voice… I have learned not to be afraid.  Now I not only wake to His voice, I also go to sleep with that voice speaking to me.  I do not realize I am sleeping. I think we are still conversing as we do all the day long.  It is only when I wake that I realize I was sleeping, dreaming, seeing visions, going places I no not where… only that I was there… My body tells me I was there. The real virtual reality… no need for glasses on this journey.

I do not hesitate to rise to the occasion and write the things I hear, see or feel.  He corrects my writings, my words, my details… to add or take away as He sees fit.  The purpose… to make known only what He chooses; not what I see, feel or want to say!

I want to tell it all… He forbids it.  Some things are kept between He and I… Like a husband and wife, like a trusted friend; who sticks closer than a brother or sister. Like soul mates.

There are moments I do not remember writing.  Moments I am not writing with my own ability, my own power, my own strength.  Those moments… I watch, I read as the hand holding the pen writes things I do not know… I do not hear. I do not understand.  But as the hand writes the revelation comes along with it.  It is a mystery… and yet revealed instantly as the writing continues.

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This is the  joy of being a writer by inspiration. It is effortless.  It is not deadlines, editing, manufacturing a lie as the truth to sell more… more and more to the masses. They read, they believe and they find themselves in the midst of a war… a war between conscience and the written words  allowed to take up residence in the valuable space between the ears… hearing words read with the eyes!  That still small voice… speaking, convicting, reasoning…  what is truth? What is a lie?  All the information floods the mind, leaving us at war within.

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This is “our” world we dwell in we created on our own… It is time to come out from among them and be separated from among them… separated as holy, pure, righteous… as in…. NO MORE ROOM IN THE INN  for evil, negative, slander, lies, cursing, foul words, gossip… that grieves our soul, spirit and BODY.  It make us physically sick, emotionally dis-eased,  it is bringing death… and we are unaware… caught off guard by all the things we hear… read… give our attention to just random vain words…

I AM BLESSED!  I have surrendered to separate myself from the vanity of this world.  I have no desire to give a place to watching reality tv or the like, listening to the news… that is always one sided and filling my ears with the gossip, slander and worthless speech of the so called wise, rich, wealthy and “educated” world.

If they knew what I knew… they would fall down in utter and profound shame for their own ignorance they count as wisdom, knowledge and understanding.

How can I keep silent?

And yet… I do.

I choose not to waste my words on deaf ears. I choose not to waste my time on adding fuel to the fire… people just looking for something to gossip about.

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My purpose for writing is to heal what is broken… the connection between heaven and earth.  There is a truth… so simple …even a child can understand it.

All things are good if we focus only on the good.  As I write, I learn… From creation, from others, from my past, from my present… what I focus on is where I will go. It will become my destiny!  If I focus on all that is evil… I will find myself in the midst of all the evil in this world.  If I focus on the good I will find myself arriving … in that place of rest, peace, joy, love, Light, freedom from all the evil that others are consumed by.

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My life has changed… I Am a new creation… My past… undone by the truth… every evil that appeared to destroy me has now been untwisted… I see… the good in all of it… I still find revelation coming from parts of my past I never remembered… they are like dead bones buried in the grave yard… dug up by “current affairs”!  How things seem to “reoccur” and in the twinkling of an eye we know we have been here before… some call it De-sha-vu…. re-incarnation.   The truth is…  it is a resurrected memory buried deep in our soul… to protect us… until we are able to face it like a much wiser, mature adult.  One who is able to “not” react like a child throwing a tantrum… kicking and screaming… acting like … an animal, instead of a spiritual being.

Ah!  The Inspired writer has the freedom like no other.  An artist of sorts… arranging words… to color our world happy.  A romantic at heart is the inspired writer because Love inspires all writers… to encourage, edify, build relationships, to bring joy, laughter, peace and rest to our souls.  If words can paint a picture in our minds… then the painter can paint it.  The musician can set it to music and the people can feel it, live it, BE it.

This is the secret… the power of the inspired writer… to give life… not to kill, steal and destroy, not to bring death!

We overcome all evil with its opposite… whatever it may be… just do the opposite and life begins to come …  and with it all things that are good!

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Creating Heaven on Earth

When creating our own Garden of Eden here on earth remember… God has to be the center of it all.

decoupageWe may dream about what it may be like to be God.   It may only last a moment… when we realize how small we really are.  Those moments when we don’t have all the answers.  Moments when we are at a loss for words; when we don’t know which way to turn or who to trust.

When we live each day trying to create our own little piece of paradise and suddenly …. the world and all its chaos comes in like a tidal wave and wipes out our finite kingdom.

We struggle to rebuild, restore and regain some sense of balance.  The frustration of things  lost that can never be found… recreated or relived.  We all strive to create Eden, a place all our own… where we rule and reign.  We say what is right and wrong. We choose what is fair and just… little do we realize we can not judge rightly. We do not know the future. We have no inkling of the very things we think are good are hurting another soul.  The very things we enjoy are infecting… impacting the world around us.

20151007_175431.jpgEden is different for all of us.  Some believe it is eating whatever we want and never gaining a pound. Some believe it is having anything we want, any time without consequences. Some believe they should be allowed to do what they want… when they want and never fear retribution. You can ask any wealthy person… money does not buy happiness.  It may be a temporary high but in the end… no one ever lay dying regretting they were “not” rich. Most regret not taking care of their body, not taking the time for family and friends. Some regret not enjoying life… the simple things, some even regret never knowing if there is a “GOD”.  Is there life after death?

As we strive to build our kingdom, we pursue with all diligence the fastest way to eat drink and enjoy the good life.  We do not realize it is the journey that we make… that is the joy.  What have we observed, learned, things we experienced ? What or Who have we impacted for good… a life?  Creation? God?

Have you ever thought about how your life impacts God?   Do we bring Him pleasure, joy or delight? Do we grieve Him, is He always reading between the lines, always working on the sidelines to keep us out of the line of fire?  Is he always running interference for us… because of us?

20160617_182019.jpgWe humans… are selfish!   We think only of our own satisfaction, our own desires, our own greed.   We grumble and complain over things we do not see as good.  The secret is easy… Knowing all things are good… even when we do not understand.  Man calls it looking for the silver lining… what he does not realize… that silver lining is redemption… redeeming what we think is evil… down the road we find that very “evil” thing is a blessing in disguise.

I can say this only for myself…After many trials, many situations, circumstances beyond my control… Because God in His infinite Love gave humans….FREE-WILL!  WHAT WE DO IMPACTS THE WHOLE WORLD.

And still… All I see…

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We do not realize our Garden of Eden is only a delight when God is allowed to build it.  I do not mean the natural building… though he has created such a beautiful world… man in his FREE WILL has twisted and corrupted everything that is pure and holy.  Look around… what has man created “good” that he could out perform God’s perfect plan and provision?

Man’s world… his idea kingdom has brought death, pain, suffering,  evil, selfishness, greed, wickedness to its deepest, darkest moment.  And still… WE ARE PROUD!   We have kicked God out!  We choose HUMANS to rule and reign over us… over our garden!  Why?

Man bent on out performing God… to prove… we do not need God!   HA!  Man has no idea he exists… because God exists!

And still… all is see…

GOD IS GOOD!

God in all His infinite wisdom allows man to exert himself to his very last breath… to prove Man is nothing without God… He is a vapor of breath… when that last breath is gone… what becomes of mans soul?

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HE WILL REMEMBER HIS PROMISE

God does not have to declare war on man… Man has become his own worst enemy… He will… destroy himself.  It is inevitable… because of pride.  Anyone who is wise knows when pride overtakes a man… he will fall.   Knowledge Puffs up… when we become unteachable it is a sure sign Pride has entered in and consumes like a fire everything and every living thing around him.  In its wake… there is only death, destruction and emptiness… that vast void from the beginning… it returns full circle.  What once was… is and will be… there is nothing new under the sun…

God Knows man’s heart… how his soul is bent on self… me, myself and I… famous last words of those who die… empty, alone and full of regret!

And still…all I see…

God … Is… Good!

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In God’s Garden of Eden… there is life… light… love. Love that corrects error as much as it shows mercy in our ignorance… and yet does justice against willful wickedness! We want mercy but when wronged… we want justice!   That is the core of human selfishness! ME, ME, ME! What about ME?

So God ‘s garden… is a place of rules.. to keep order… every law… in nature ie…science, math… even the unseen spirit world is under laws… these are not to keep us from having fun but to protect, to keep order, to keep boundaries between good and evil! We with our evil eye see God as evil… how  corrupt can we be?  How twisted… like the serpent…the snake the accuser  of our souls.   We side with him instead of God.  We declare war on God for being evil… blind to the enemy who pretends to be our closest friend.  20150806_071709.jpg

How many of us have our own rules… in our own little finite kingdom?  How we pick and choose… who is allowed in our garden?

HUMMMM!   Food for thought… who do we welcome into our garden to eat and drink and enjoy our wealth, riches and provisions… a select few I imagine…  Where do we get that from? God?   Does he allow just anyone into his garden?  does he allow the wicked to come in to kill steal and destroy all the good he has created for us to enjoy in his presence?

How many want Heaven… but do not want God?

Think about it… we all want the good life… who is good… But God?   Are we good… all the time?   One must endeavor to know God.  To know the Truth…

And still… all I see…

God is Good… only Good!

 

 

 

Songs of the Heart

When the music within is louder than the things of this world… there is where I want to BE!

20161118_163846In the stillness of the morning light I find myself smiling inside and out. The long winter days of clouds and snow have taken their toll on my soul. I set myself in direct line with the sunlight bursting over the horizon. Basking in the intense light reminds of  the Garden Of Eden.

I close my eyes and meditate on the goodness of My Creator. I hear a song in the distance.  It is my soul rejoicing.  I focus on the music as it gets louder.  I feel it move me within. I begin to dance in my spirit like a dream I do not wish to wake from.

I can smell the fragrance of the flowers in the breeze.  Breathtaking, captivating and yet exhilarating is the sound of the music wooing me deeper and deeper into the unknown.  I hear a whisper, I turn quickly.  I am delighted by the sight of my Beloved. He sings his song to me and I dance to his delight.  He joins me in the dance of love and my heart longs for him.

He sweeps me off my feet and carries me away into the garden where the flowers are most pleasant to my soul.   We sit awhile in the soft grassy knoll overlooking the meadow below. I see clearly the kingdom in all its glory. The things I remember come flooding back to me. I feel the aching in my heart.

I sing from my soul, He hears and smiles at me. I lay my head upon his chest, I feel his love for me.  When Love becomes a song in the soul; two become one.  Soul mates forever they sing the same song in tune with the other.  Harmony; like the sound of the wind in the trees.  Its rustling sounds like the waters of the River of Life.

He takes me by the hand and walks me through the garden to the place beside the River and there we rest.  I soak my feet in the waters that rush through my toes. I smile; he watches me. Coming from the water he gives me a drink and it refreshes me… quenching my thirst but not my desire for him whom my heart loves.

As we sit and talk of things great and small, I find my heart longing for him more and more.  His Words draw me, call to me and I am captivated by the sound of his voice. The secrets, the mysteries to wonderful for me, I cling to him as though he were my very breath.

Again we walk; through the forest he leads me. He tells me stories of old. The ancient ways long forgotten by mankind but never forgotten by him.  He speaks Truth and I hang on to every word wondering who could remember all that he speaks.  He tells me I do not have to remember; for all recreation reveals the Truth. It is written… in everything seen and unseen.

The wind brushes my face and I know his Spirit is near. I can feel him covering me with his glory.  I am free; free from the flesh that holds me captive, anchored in the natural realm. He has taught me how to ascend and descend.. though I never want to leave his presence.

I find his truth compels me to return, to tell the truth I have been shown.  When I am feeling alone I turn my soul to sing him a song.  I feel him respond to the music in which I delight in him.  I dance and yet no one sees.  I speak to him and no one hears.  He whispers back to me and again… no one hears his sweet words to my soul.

The music never ends… unless I turn it off, shut it out of my soul.  But then where would I go to find my beloved if not in the joy of singing his praises.   He is my delight, how can I be silent?

Here I am.  I sing a song, making music within my soul. Overwhelmed I find myself dancing to the music no one else can hear.  Its just me and you, You and me… together… in the secret place.  You can come; stay as long as you like my Beloved, my Joy, my Delight.  I can not depart from you. You are my song, the music within me, the reason I dance even when no one else can see…

I am dancing on the inside even when I sleep.

Vision

Within man is the notion… we know it all. In the end we realize how little we know…

cropped-phone-downloads-2871.jpgI find myself at a loss for words. I have a dream, a vision given to me by God.   His Spirit reminds me daily not to let it go but to keep it in the forefront of my mind.  I dream in the night and I am taken away from this world into the vision I had so long ago. I remember the day I was resurrected from death. I did not wake up here on earth, though at the time… I did not know I was “not” on earth.

I remember the moments of great fear and moments of deep sorrow confronted by my past . I never realized how my past had created my present and could destroy my future.  As I learned each and every fear in me was rooted in deception.  Ignorance was no friend to me.   The more I learned from the Kingdom of God the more I realized how I depended on what others said and did to me to determine my worth, my value, my purpose.

I was not aware God is good.  It sounds so simple yet when taught from a child God is watching everything I do… waiting for me to fail… to punish me for my sin to cast me into hell… forever.  As a child I did not know what sin was?   All I understood is if people were not pleased with me than neither was God.   I was doomed… no one every encouraged me but reminded me of how disappointing I was to them.    I could never do enough. I could never be …good  enough.  How does one succeed in life… adulthood… believing the lie… I was worthless.  I can still hear the words… Why are you so stupid?   They still ring in my mind at random moments when I feel ignorant. When I do not know the answers to solve the problems I encounter every day.  Everything I try to do…fails.  How could I ever please God?

I admit… I gave God “a run for the money”  I am sure I tested his patience to the limit. How many times did he want to give up on me and just get rid of me… throw me away… like everyone else.   I never knew… How much He Loved Me!

When He finally broke through the walls I had built around my soul, around my life and around my body… to keep everyone out… because no one ever cared enough to protect me. I never knew security. I never knew … Love.  How He… God… managed to find His way into my heart.. I still can not grasp it.  He never gave up… day after day he kept speaking good into my ears.   I could not receive the Words He spoke.  It sounds arrogant, rebellious, foolish,  some call it pride.  If I had any pride hiding in me it was knowing I was not as stupid as everyone spoke into me.  I knew I was not loved.. they say they love but love does not hurt another for ones own benefit.

I have no recollection of time… there is no time in the Kingdom of God.  It was always “day”… there is always Light.  I do not mean light as we know light. I mean light that is ALIVE!  It has Life, Energy, Force within it.  It drew me like a magnet, a force I had no strength to resist.  So I learn this is God, His Presence, His Goodness, His Love.  It radiates like being catapulted out of ones body and being set free… free from the weight of the flesh.  I could breath LIFE!

Everyone who hears my testimony asks me if I saw streets of gold, mansions, pearly gates, the precious jewels in the New Jerusalem.   I tell them I saw nothing of the sort. I was taught in the Garden.  God knew  what I needed… It was not gold, sliver, diamonds, and rubies.. I did not need a mansion or angels serving me all the food I wanted.  I did not need wealth, riches or possessions.  I needed… THE TRUTH!  I wanted to know Why God Hated me so!

I did not know in the beginning the man’s name taking care of me in my dead state was Yehoshua, whom Christians call “JESUS”.  I knew His name all my life… It was beat into my head, He was the one that would sentence me to hell, because I was bad!   All I knew, is this kind, gentle, quiet man  never said anything mean to me.  I never knew a man to be “nice”.  I watched him… waiting for him to slip up and reveal His “true colors”. This was not the “JESUS” I was taught.

I do not know how long I was in the Kingdom of God, I only know I never wanted to leave the place I wanted to call home.  I was never rushed, never pushed, never forced to do anything!  If I spoke error… I was corrected in such a way I wanted to learn the right way to speak.  The Truth always prevailed to change my thinking.  Changing my thinking changed my heart, changing my heart changed my life!

I can not compare this world to that world.  There were flowers and trees and meadows; endless meadows, wide open and untouched, unspoiled by man’s hands and evil inventions.  God’s creation needs no improvements by man’s imaginations.  There is water everywhere rivers of fresh Living Water. An Orchard  where there is always fruit and it never rots!  It is not just refreshing but healing to my soul. I received revelation there in the Orchard, just how much The Father loves me.  It changed me. I will never be the same again.  Once I tasted the Love of God I could not turn away even if it cost me my life.  There is nothing I would not do… just to see the smile on His face again.  I can not say “NO” to Him.  He tests my words even to this day.  Not even pain or suffering… not even the enemy can turn me away from focusing on His face. If I could draw a picture of what I had seen in his eyes no one would be able to resist Him.  All those pictures we see of Jesus, they do no justice to the “real thing”!

My days in the Kingdom never end, even though I offer myself to return and tell the Truth of what I was taught.  I was taught how to ascend and descend the Kingdom.  There are days I admit… I want to go Home.  I cry… my soul longing to return to that touchable God I never new loved me.

Here back in the earth, nothing is the same. I see differently. I hear different. I feel different.  I walk different. Though rejected by humans… called a heretic, a liar, a deceiver, I have even been called… a JEW!   As though I would be offended by that LABEL!  I know I was made a Jew in the Kingdom even though I did not know what a Jew was.  “JESUS” is a Jew so why would I be offended by being called a Jew? I receive that as a compliment.  I do not mean to say I do what Jews do… the man made rituals.

I am Just Jesus… if he said it… I do it… its simple… man makes it difficult!  I listen to what He tells me to do even if it sounds crazy, legalistic, or counters the Written WORD!   It may be ok for others to demand there rights… legally… Written in the Word.  We argue with God but God wins if You are Possessed by His Spirit!  If not… your Will rebels against God’s Will. What he will allow others to do… He does not allow me to do.   Why I do not know except He is testing my obedience to the very core of my faith in Him. Those random Acts of Obedience that he speaks to me at a moments notice… will I surrender… giving up my plans, my routine, my ideas and my list of things to do for His agenda!  All for the sake… just to test my immediate obedience.

There is a reward for obedience. I do not care what the church preaches and teaches… obedience to God’s voice… to His Word… Written or Spoken has great rewards…To be in His presence and hear His voice revealing secrets… mysteries and revelations that I can not tell anyone but discuss them only with Him alone.   Why do I say this… because He wants this kind of RELATIONSHIP with all of us.

We choose how close we want to be to God… the more we crucify our soul… our own thoughts, imaginations, thinking, reasoning, understanding and knowledge.  When we surrender our heart to Him… letting go of the emotions that force us to react to all the evil done to us.   Actions speak louder than words!  It is not difficult to see who has crucified the heart and surrenders to God’s love!   No one has the power to make you sin… you must give them the power over you, to surrender your  authority to another just as Adam and Eve did in the Garden.  The weaker always surrenders to the stronger.  Who is stronger good or evil?  Overcome evil with its opposite… the evil is twisted goodness.  Every lie begins with a partial truth!

I return to earth with a vision… to tell the TRUTH.  I write everything He says to me… I find each word builds on a previous Word. Everything is connected, just like creation. One is founded on the other… remove one piece and creation is thrown out of balance! Remove one part of God’s Word and the rest is thrown out of balance!   This is where man has failed… He has removed the Law!  The Law is the Word!   The Word is Yehoshua, whom you call Jesus!  Take the Law away and you remove Jesus from the Word.  Take away the Law and one becomes Lawless!   Take away the Law… and even sinners can not be brought to justice!   No Law means No One… not even the wicked can be judged for sin because the Law reveals what is sin… what destroys LIFE!  What destroys LIGHT and LOVE!   God is all these things… Take away the Law and you take God out of the world, out of creation, out of man… what is left… chaos, darkness, a void so vast it is like a black hole that never ends. We return to Genesis 1.

The oximoron of it all… we do not want to be judged… when we sin… but if someone sins against us … WE WANT JUSTICE… IMMEDIATELY… WITHOUT MERCY… WITHOUT GRACE AND WE WANT TO BE THE JUDGE, JURY AND JAILOR! WE WANT TO CARRY OUT THE SENTENCE OURSELVES AND GIVE THEM EVERY STRIPE THEY DESERVE!

SO WHERE IS THE SCRIPTURE … Do to others what You want done to you!   What you want God to do to you! What you have done to others you do to Jesus!  We reap what we sow!   These famous scriptures are always twisted to suit our own benefit!  Without Justice evil prospers!   We now call good evil and evil good! We call Righteousness sin and wickedness good.  We call correction, discipline and holiness evil.  But rebellion disobedience and pride is good!   The wicked will destroy themselves… because they know not God’s Light, Love or Truth!

My vision… To be Light, Love And Truth.  To Be Holy, Pure in spirit, soul and body so the Light and Love of God is seen… felt and for the world to Know…

God is Not dead!

He Lives!

The Blood hides the Truth

Seek and you will find; the Truth crying out in the streets. Come drink the Living Water and be healed, made whole Perfected by the Truth

20160305_113541.jpgAs I return to writing from a season away with the “TEACHER”.  I find… I still write everything He says… to keep the journey from death to life in record.  A witness of the Truth… alive and well upon the earth.

In my moments of communing every morning and evening  Revelation comes sometimes before I can even sit at his feet.  I barely get a word in… and yet He knows my every thought.

He tells me a secret!

The Blood of Yehoshua… whom they call Jesus… Atones for sin… Why?

I answer:  It covers our sin so it is no more remembered.

But He takes it deeper… He takes me deeper… Where do you find the blood… where does it live?

I answer: In us, In him… there is life in the blood.

He speaks plainly;  There is life or death in the blood.  Every human has the free will to choose life or death.

Yes, I reply He does… unless he is ignorant.

He interrupts: Even his own blood will bring forth the truth.

I ask: How?

He answers: Learn this… within the natural the spirit is revealed.  Every “body” has blood flowing in it and through it. The blood feeds the body life or death, wholeness or sickness.  A Dr. draws blood to reveal what makes man sick, ill, and dis-eased from within.  It is a mystery… every natural sickness reveals a spiritual root of sin… error in his way… not walking in Peace, Rest and Truth.  People perish for lack of knowing the Truth. Man can know the written and still be ignorant of the Truth.

Meditate on this:  Communion, what are its elements?

I answer: The unleavened bread and the wine or juice of the vine.

He answers: The Blood was spilled to reveal the Truth… evidence… what was once hidden is now being brought forth like a flood to sprinkle the people who will come under the blood.  The Truth is revealed… He is the Truth, He sent His spirit to dwell in man to reveal the Truth.  The blood reveals  sickness and dis-ease… so also the spirit reveals sins and error.  When the Spirit of Truth reveals sin and one turns from that sin… That sin no longer makes that soul sick … spiritually and physically!   Sin makes one sick it manifests in the spirit then the soul then the body.  The unseen first then manifests in the visible.  Every sickness begins unseen… the longer it goes untreated the more it causes destruction in the physical body.  So also with sin.. the longer sin goes unrepented… the more it manifests on the outside; the outward man… be sure your sin will find you out.  Nothing remains hidden.

I am amazed… who could know the blood reveals not only physical sickness and dis-ease but also spiritual sickness and dis-ease… sin in disguise…  By his stripes we are healed?

The Teacher replies: That is not what that means.

I inquire: But that’s what we are taught?

He replies: It is deeper than the surface… just like the bread is the Word- Unleaven without sin… the Word is Perfect just as E-Manu-el is perfect… because God is perfect. The Word was Spoken and IT IS… The Word was with God and the Word is God … so also is… E-Manu-El…  God with man.  His Word is with man.  God puts His Word in the heart of man. when he receives the Truth.  God was willing to Crucify His own Word… Curse His own Word… Condemn His own Word… JUST TO REDEEM MAN from deception… the lie, what is hidden from man’s natural eye.  This Word You confess… BY HIS stripes man is healed is literally hidden in its meaning in the spirit  not the flesh… It is by fellowship with HIM  that man is healed… God laid open his Word, Allowing man to shred the Word to pieces, mock it,  pick it apart, divide it, strip it bare and destroy its Life giving Truth so man could be healed, cured from his sickness … sin!  The Word is Perfect…there was and is no fault found in him!  Those who find fault in the Word are not of God… They are what you call …antichrist… against the Anointed One. The Word is Anointed to save, to heal, to deliver from sin… Life is found in the Word… Yehoshua whom they call Jesus and yet they proclaim they are not bound to the LAW… the Word… God’s Word is the Covenant… man wants the blessing of the Covenant without becoming part of the Covenant… keeping covenant. Will God bless those who break Covenant?   Like an adulterous wife who breaks Covenant with her first love… she is cast out as unclean!

I inquire: If we are the Bride then we must keep covenant. We must be found … faithful! The covenant is the Promise, to those who love God and do his will. If we love Him we will obey Him.  Obey what?  His Word?

The Teacher answers:  He is the Covenant between God and man.  It is simple man makes it difficult.  Man took the Word and began to accuse, judge and condemn rather than correct error, discipline and train up the children… not just the natural child but the spiritual child, those who are being reborn… made a new creation.  They have no victory when they do not know the Truth. They believe they will never have the victory over sin but in error they forget The Word conquered all sin… by doing its opposite.  Every evil is rooted in twisting the Truth, perverting what is holy and good. So when someone knows the Truth and does it… he is able to overcome sin. Sin looses its power to tempt. One is only tempted when ignorance is present. Sin is ignorance to the Truth. Rebellion is knowing the Truth and still chooses to do its opposite.

I reply: How we have been ignorant of the Truth.  Forgive us who do not know  and help us to receive the Truth and live it…that it will bring life to us… to our blood that carries God DNA. We have God DNA that transforms us from natural to spirit.  So we now walk in the spirit not in the natural. We ascend into the Light of the Truth rather than descend into darkness of ignorance.

The Teacher replies: Come, take my hand, walk with me and I will show you more of the mysteries of Truth hidden in the natural. The Truth will set You Free.  Whom the Son sets free is free indeed. He is the Word, keep him on your lips, in your heart, in the forefront of your mind, in your ears, in your hands, walk with Him, talk with Him and you will be made whole, complete and perfect in His sight.