Magnified by God...

This week has been super phenomenally WOW. God has blessed me with greater wisdom and understanding that has not only changed me, but my world. Thank you Jesus for YOU!!!

There are many blog posts backed up here on bits of paper, one day I will add them. Today I want to share the following videos and pray you be blessed. I was aiming at a short explanation of what God showed me... good luck with that.... I had to split it into three parts each not so long.

I want you to know God sees you, has magnified you and has set His heart upon you. That is why He does what He does in you, for you, with you, and through you. Enjoy Jesus

Jesus bless you.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JWKkyxictxA

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ai95XznV-qU&feature=related

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mgEliGcYs9I&feature=related

TLA's, FLA's, Abbv's and and and...

We live in a world today that thrives on changing things. Australians are renowned for nick names. We are also renowned for using terms opposite to what is, to over exaggerate and be sarcastic. We are not the only ones, people of every nation have the same tendency, maybe to different extent, but we still can. We are part of a society or generation that is thriving on using TLA's, FLA's and Abbv's and proxy's. Which tends to drive me nutts. So you know TLA's are Three letter acronyms, using the first letter of words to describe it. FLA's are four or five letter acronyms. If you google the word 'acronym' there comes a list... Acronym generator; list; maker; dictionary; definition; search; solver; and also includes acronyms Australia. Abbv's are abbreviations. Too many things these days get abbreviated. This is not necessarily a problem in itself, however it becomes one when the meanings are abbreviated along with the word. And proxy's are words used in place of another, not changing the meaning to those that 'know' exactly what your talking about.

As I showered thismorning this came to me along with the following....

It does not matter how you look at it GOD is NOT a TLA for anything you want to make Him. He is who He is and nothing and no one can nor will change that.

LORD, JESUS and God are not abbreviations nor proxy's for every other cuss word you dont really want to be heard speaking. They are terms of reverrance or the name of the Creator, owner, judge and redeemer of all.

Christian is not a proxy term for hiding behind every manner of other occupation, habit, sin and behaviour or speach you should like to excuse or elevate. It is not something that describes us but is to be that which defines us.

Hope is not an abbreviation of hopeless. We all have hope through Jesus.

Sin is not an acronym nor an abbreviation for anything. It is what we do when we break any one of the ten commandments, or the law of God.

Love is not a proxy for any manner of behaviour, attitude or verbage substituted for belittling, abusing, neglecting, worshipping, idolising, nor sinning with anyone at all. Love is a gift, granted to us by God, holy, perfect, honourable, bringing forth righteousness, peace, joy and so much more. We love when we keep God's commandments.

Life is not an acronym, abbreviation nor a proxy for anything. It is what it is, a gift from God, to be cherished, honoured and respected. Personal choice doesnt change that.

Obey is not an acronym, neither a proxy. It doesnt grant to any power nor position above God. It is something God granted us that we may walk in unity and covenant with HIM. It is a choice, and if we are wise we will choose to obey Him, just as obeying those in positions of authority can be wise in the world.

There are a billion things I could add, but wont. I guess you get my point. The word of God, the ways of God, the will of God, the determination of God is unchanging. Whether we change it or not, is irrelevant with HIM. If our understanding, beliefs, manner, actions, words, teaching and so on is not on target, it changes nothing about God. Today is the day to search and judge ourselves.

I would rather fall on the rock, which is the God of my salvation, to be broken and humbled, healed and raised up, than to have the rock fall on me unmerciless and eternal.

God says, James 4:3 Ye ask, and receive not, because ye ask amiss, that ye may consume it upon your lusts... Sad to say that this fits with many peoples perception of the phrase 'Help me Jesus'. I know it did mine. I pray this bring enlightenment and a blessing...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YIS5MG7xdpw

Make up your mind...

Im a country girl. Most of my life I have had animals of one kind or another. I have raised up orphans of many varieties and in that it is a good thing I live in a tiny country town. I hand raised calves, lambs, parrots, chickens, puppies and even piglets. I just love it, they are faithful, loyal and dont answer back. lol. We have had sheep, cows, horses, rabbits, guinea pigs, pigs, birds of many kinds, chooks, cats, dogs and fleas. What amazes me is when people put in a complaint when they do what they were created to do. When they are being all they know and are able to be, someone feels they need to speak out against it.

For instance I wanted to let you know that your dog was barking and I find it annoying, your sheep were bleating, your cow mooed, your birds squawked, your horse was heard running around, your cat was eyeing off a bird. I am like hello!!!!!!!! Maybe it would be better if the dog crowed, the horses flew, the cows barked and the birds eyed off the cat??? Its ok for a dog to look like a dog but dont let it bark. Its ok for a cow to give milk but dont let it moo. A cat can look like a cat but dont let it look at its lunch. Its ok for a bird to look pretty but dont let it bring forth its song. It has been suggested I just eat them and enjoy it, that way they will shut up.

You may think I am being sarcastic and in some respect I am. Yet I want to make a point. God said here is the man/woman of God. I have granted them wisdom and understanding, I have granted them a voice and I have raised them up to minister to those I send them to. And most the world is wahoooeeee that is wonderful. God said I created them, I nurtured them, I grew them, I am now sending them to you. Again the reaction is thank you Jesus.

O but the complaints when the preacher preaches the word in Spirit and in the Truth, not ear ticklin, when the prophet tells you what to get right and not just how wonderful you are, when the evangelist says time to be alive and real and do something, when the teacher says well your tradition is wrong, when the choir doesnt sing your favourite song or in your key, when the young woman questions what the older is doing because it is not bible, when the young man says why dont we do something different, when the child out praises and out prays the older folks, when the man of God says get right or get out, when the older woman says grow up and this is how.

Its ok for a man or woman to look the part, even to stand in the place they need to stand. But too many forbid that they should sound like they truly are of God, or truly are anointed or are living with and for Jesus as hard as they possibly can and doing all they know to do. Too many dont mind seeing it, so long as what they hear is just the right sound at the right time. Too many are too ready to destroy what they dont want to hear and dont care if the carrier of the message is destroyed with it.

Its time to grow up, to get up and do what needs done, to listen, hear and if you need to repent go on. If you dont need to, just go on. I was reminded this week that the phrase 'stand still' doesnt mean go backwards. Its amazing how many are happy in reverse. God is not about playing with you, its time to stop playing with God. It is almost impossible to live easy for God. O but how sweet, joyous and easy it is to live hard for God. Make up your mind which will it be.

The power of the spoken word...

I wanted to share with you my first video blog and I pray it bless you. I know I have been blessed in its creation.

http://youtube.com/watch?v=clCyaP03Twg

Jesus bless you richly.

I will trust in the Lord...

When I was young I lived in a small country town and loved it. However, when it came to high school, doctors or hospital visits it was in a town from between 20 minutes or more away. My mum lived a couple of hours from us and had to send things to us if she had them to give. My dad would have to travel to drop us off to mums and to pick us up. These things in and of themselves are not a problem, however in the midst of all of this I learned a habit that until yesterday I did not realise was still with me.

The problem was not in the distance, yet in the disappointments. We learned that when mum said she was sending us something, it could well mean she was desiring to, but it may or may not manifest. When I would be in hospital waiting for a visit, or waiting to be picked up, it more than likely would mean it would happen at the latest possible moment. If dad was dropping us of or picking us up there would inevitably be a delay of some time. Not deliberate on any of their parts, just was. In all of that I learned to listen to what was said, and then some time between the hearing and the receiving I would lose all confidence in those things being made manifest as spoken. I never stopped loving them through it, yet there was a distance because of it.

When I first met Jesus the Lord showed me some of the things that would come to pass in my life. He would grant me visions and dreams with understanding. I knew what I was called to do and to be. No questions asked, just full on believed. I then had some people that gave themselves the title of prophet speak things I just flat knew were not right and I became sceptical when most people spoke, knowing they lacked spirit. Then I became involved more and more with people I know to walk after the leading of the Lord, those that feel after the spirit and those I fully believe I can trust. As the past three years especially have progressed, time and again the same things would be spoken by people who do not in any way know each other. I praised God, rejoiced and thanked God for His promises in and for my life.

These things in and of themselves are not a problem. (I'm chuckling). I have found myself so many times sitting here bemoaning, whining, questioning, are these things really coming to pass, when will they, have I missed it, what if I was wrong, what have I dont wrong, have I messed all the plans up... yada yada yada yada yada. I have found my 'confidence' in the things spoken some days lacking. The world says 'well thats normal', we all go through that. Well yeh, we do. No matter how we sugar coat, butter up or dress it, lack of confidence is doubt, doubt is disbelief, disbelief is lack of trust. And that in and of itself is a huge problem.

I have let people down, our families, friends, neighbours, pastors, children, enemies and so on all at some time do things that they ought not, or do not the things they ought. It happens, and if it didnt Jesus returned and I missed it. We can choose to allow that to shape our thought process, action, conversations and convictions or we can choose to grow up get up and go on. One thing I KNOW that I KNOW, is that with God when HE speaks it, there is no let down. He need not repent, for He has never lied. Not one time, ever. The problem is not in that which is spoken, it lies in the expectation. We are used to instant gratification. Its time to lay this aside for trust, and for wisdom. God does know what He is doing. HalleluYah. I will trust in the Lord.

That place of harmony...

As a child I experienced my mother walking out when I was around nine years old. My dad worked two or three jobs just to make ends meet and see myself, my sister and brother with food and a roof over our heads. When he was done with his paid employment, we always had lawns to mow, cooking, cleaning and so on to be done. Seemed to me there was just too much for us to be a family. In the midst of this I watched my dad do his best to do things with us, we went camping and fishing and to the speedway. I loved it, and he did a good job spending as much time with us as possible. My mum would have us sometimes, and we would play tennis or go swimming. There was never a close bond between my parents and I. I grew up feeling so much was missing, and yet now looking back, I thank God for those years. My dad came to me and told me one day, he had so many regrets, that he spent so much time working to get what he thought we needed that by the time he got it, we were grown and gone. I didnt want that.

I aged, and had children of my own, I was determined never to be my parents. I was overwhelmingly determined never to let a chance go by when I was not with them doing something. What I noticed, especially as my children got older, is that I was so determined to spend every moment possible with them that other things were neglected. Things around home, arts and crafts, cooking, painting, time spent in the yard. I taught them to ride their bikes, the motor bike, steer the car, swim, skate, fish, camping, and going places most every week. I was so busy being with them and doing all I could with them that I neglected being a mum in other things which were necessary. I viewed the housework and maintaining the yard as a chore, a distraction. I did it as I had to, but things were not as they needed to be. I never realised that I could achieve a ballance. I never found that place of harmony.

I came to know Jesus and found myself repeating both ends of the spectrum. Some times I was so busy working at sharing, listening to preaching, and encouraging and praising and worshipping that I forgot to pray and read the word. I would spend hours and hours and hours just pouring out and filling up and pouring out and filling up and and and and. Then every now and then I would find myself so hungry for the presence and the intimacy, the quietness and the beauty of my own personal time with Jesus. I would get so busy doing I would forget to be.

Other times I would spend weeks, just praying and seeking God, so burdened and broken, pouring out and striving for all that it was possible to have, to know all I could know, to understand and gain the fullness of revelation. I would sit quietly and reflect. I would search myself and pour out, begging God to do all He needed to do that I would and could be totally His. I would spend days at a time with little or no sleep, desperate for more of God, for all of Him. I would find myself at a place where I felt blessed of the Lord but still empty and hollow and like so much was missing.

I needed, and still need to remember there is a ballance, there is both the ability and responsibility to do both. They go hand in hand. That it is ok to combine the two and also wise. That to do the one does not negate doing the other. I find when I struggle most with my flesh, is when I spend too much time doing and not enough being. I find when I struggle most with the intensity of burdens overwhelming is when I spend the biggest majority of my time isolated and not receiving, being fed or interacting with others.

While there is a ballance, it is not possible to set in concrete. Some weeks we need more quiet time with Jesus, others we need the interaction and business. It depends on the season, the situations your in, the emotional, mental and physical state your in. It also depends on what God is desiring from you and for you at any given time. It is possibe to learn to recognise which is what. It is possible to learn if your to be or to do or both. It is possible to be in that place of peace. To find sollace, all you need in that place of ballance. That place of harmony between the two.

Jesus bless you.

Grow what you can...

Living in Australia I had never considered the differences between here and the rest of the world. Did not really consider the differences in language, time, culture and seasons. When I began to talk with people from many different nations I came to realise just how monumental some of those differences were. Australia is second in the time zones just one hour behind New Zealand and from there, there are many hours difference to other parts of the world. Depending on the time of year, up to 17 hours between me and California. What is socially, environmentally and legally applicable in one place is not in others. We drive on the correct side of the road, in comparison to others that drive on the right side :).

And our seasons do not coincide with that of other nations. When it is Summer here, it is Winter elsewhere, or Spring or Autumn (that is Fall without an accent). What an incredible God to have worked it all out. I never realised that when it left here it went somewhere else. Each country is unique every hour of every day with where they are at. There are things that grow at one time of year here, that grow at an entirely different one somewhere else. There are things that grow and thrive in one season that will not in another. There are also those days between the new season in which a day may revert to the old season and take you by surprise, like planting your tomatoes and finding you have a late frost... bonvoyage tomato.

It is like that also with our individual walk with God. We find ourselves in different times, different stages, different levels of understanding, of healing of growth. We also find ourselves in different seasons. We know that there are seasons in all things, yet I for one had not considered that to be also in my walk with God. Ecclesiastes 3:1 To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under heaven. I believe that to include our walk with God. I remember I first came to meet Jesus, was filled with the Holy Ghost, baptised in the name of Jesus and I was so fired up I would just pray for hours a day and sought preaching, that I could be fed. I then found added to that came a hunger to delve into the word of God. I would read and read and read. One day I realised I was not praying like I had been. I still sought the word through preaching, still read, but my prayer life had changed. I thought I had back slidden.

I pressed on, only to find at another time I was not seeking the preaching so much as I was studying the word. Hungry to have wisdom, knowledge, revelation and understanding. I would pray, and each time I tried to read I would get side tracked into study. Again I wept and repented for backsliding. I would pray like crazy and find I hardly read. I would read and read and find I did not study nor seem to be growing. And so on and so on. I would pour out to God repenting for backsliding.

One day I realised the same went with the battles I faced. I would find myself in a place of severe drought, of seemingly a stiff coldness from others, of everything being so sweet and growing rapidly or of being beat down so severely. I noticed I would come out of it, and it would be great, and yet reflecting back, realising I had seen these things before. I would repent of not learning or not listening. The circumstances were different, but the season was the same. It was in sharing with my pastor that I gained an understanding that in ALL things there is a season. Including in my walk and ways with Jesus.

The thing I learned was put succinctly by a Pastor friend just recently, 'pray in accordance with your season'. What I had to learn is what season I was in and pray in accordance with that season, be in accordance with that season. There is no point praying like it is winter in the midst of summer. That simply brings frustration at seemingly ineffective prayers, ministry, relationship. Pray and be with God appropriate to the season you are in. It lifts the frustrations, burdens, weight and feeling of total inadequacies and failure. It may not completely remove them, but goes a long way towards it.

I pray we all learn to know the seasons that we may be most fruitful in each one, I pray you are blessed and continue through the transitions between seasons with strength, joy, peace and confidence in the Lord. Jesus bless you richly.

Broken mind...

A few years ago I had xrays taken of my back. In the xray it was made known to me that my tailbone has been snapped in two places. I remember distinctly when this happened. First one was when jumping off the roof of our home. It was very high up and as dad was painting the house he had left the scaffolding up. My brother and I, while no adult was around, grabbed towels and jumped using them as parachutes. The second time was doing mandatory gymnastics at school in year 7. As I did a forward roll, I hurt my back so bad. From that day on I flat refused to do another roll. Absolutely convinced it would be detrimental.


After I smashed up my leg, doing martial arts. I broke my ankle and had a plate put on it to hold it together and ruined my knee, to where I was not sure I would walk again. I began at the gym. I also continued in martial arts training. I did super fantastic at it, but to my teachers frustration, I refused to do a roll. This was something that he said was absolutely necessary, compulsory and I would do. It was something I truly believed was 'impossible' for me to do. I studied under him for three years, trained and taught classes up to 8 times a week. I worked my way through the ranks to 'cho dan bo' which is the level just before black belt. That is when my instructor stood before me and said if you dont do a roll, you WILL NOT move on.

I stood for what seemed an eternity, and he stood patiently at my side, calmly waiting for me to overcome my mindset, my fears, my memories, my perceptions and to work out what it was that I wanted most. I got down, and he was right there to help me in whatever I needed. Again it seemed I was there forever. Finally, I took a deep breath and pushed off. I did a roll, then another, and another and another. Maybe not the most gracious or elegant. I did it. So many times over the years, the memory of that victory has blessed and emboldened me.

We are so like that with the things of yesterday and the things we are asked to do by Jesus. We have a mindset that speaks to the rest of us to yield to whatsoever takes our fancy. Sometimes we refuse to do things because vaguely we had, for one reason or another, decided we never would. We forget that our memories forget or add details over time. That we change, our bodies, our desires, our perceptions, our expectations and our circumstances. We often overlook healing and the absolute influence it has upon us. We underestimate our ability to overcome, to create change, and to embrace new possibilities and avenues.

I used to be the greatest control freak, overwhelmingly determined and refused to move an inch unless I wanted to. Mostly because circumstances taught me that to relinquish one little bit of control over emotion, over mind and to react would have meant to die. I met Jesus, he said trust me... I couldnt. He said let me be in control... I wouldnt. He said lose yourself in my presence... I darent. Very patiently, HE stood by my side, calmly waiting for me to overcome my mindsets, fears, memories, perceptions and to work out what I needed/wanted most. So I got down on my knees, and HE was right there to help me with everything I had need of. I ended up on my face. Bit by bit this past 8 years God has healed me and made me whole.

Too many times I hear people refusing to go to church, someone once hurt them so badly. Refusing to pray, God one time didnt answer and they were hurt and humiliated. Refusing to talk to 'Christians' because they were hurt by this fraud one time. Refusing to trust another especially about God because they were abused by a so called 'Christian'. Too many say NEVER again because of what was. Even those on the pews of the Apostolic/Pentecostal churchs, those that minister and those that pastor, none are exempt. Satan has encouraged a 'never again' mentality. It breeds heirachies, rebellion, division, discord, fear, confusion, contentions, doubts, jealousies, cliques, secrecy, lusts, coveteousness.... All because of a 'Used To Be', a 'Was' or a 'Has Been'. Even when God heals the heart, the soul, the spirit and the body... too many times the mind stays broken.

I sincerely pray you find the ability to receive a healed mind, that you may live a restored life...

Jesus bless you

Utilize the God given...

I was driving down the roads this week, and as often happens out here, I saw snakes crossing the road. As is also a custom out here, if you see it and you can, you run over it. Sometimes it has been known that if you run over one, that it may not come out the other end. There is the rare time they will spring up and get caught under the car. Never have I seen or known this to inhibit anyone from running over one. It is my perception that this is not just an australian thing. If they are crazy enough to be on the road, we are confident enough to run over them. We will hit them with shovels, sticks, chains, hoes and so on. We have no problem placing on them anything we can lay our hands on.

I despise snakes and the less I have to do with them the better. The reason I guess is guilt by association, as first association is with satan. They make my skin crawl and my stomach church. There still is an association between the two. The snake to crawl on their bellies forever and to be bruised under the womans heel. Satan to be under our feet.

We have no problem using man made things to run over the physical serpent. Yet when God said he gave us the power in the physical to ride roughshod over the spiritual serpents in our lives we run and duck for cover. When God said surely he sall be under your feet we walk so carefully to ensure he isnt there. We get a million others to check for us and do the hard yards and overcome their fears to do what we have been granted the power and authority to do.

Its easy to sound and act and do when in the midst of others at church, at prayer meeting, at bible study. Its easy when together with friends out and about. In the man made buildings where we go to praise God. In the man made protection and seeming power in numbers. In the presence of the man or woman of God that is our mentor or pastor or teacher and so on.

Too many want to pick up and run when its time to just put the foot down and declare the word, promises, proclamations, presence, praise, worhsip and prayer that truly they can do. Everyone says dont fear, and leaves the multitudes wondering how they can do that. Jesus gave the answer.... 'ONLY BELIEVE'.

Time to loose the man made and embrace the God given, you in relationship with HIM without fear and bold in standing, not running and not hiding..