A Decorated House....

  I found that I connect with the Lord in a intimate way when my pen gracefully meets the paper and I hear a still small voice whisper to my spirit.
 I read this passage that caught my attention.... Proverb 24:3-5
By wisdom a house is built , and by understanding its is established ;by knowledge the rooms are filled with precious and pleasant riches .A wise man is full of strength  and a man of knowledge enhances his might, for by wise guidance you can rage war and in abundance of counselors there is victory .
  This beautiful passage caught my attention ...I am house ... and in the depths of my being there are rooms. The deeper my roots are established ...the more understanding that makes my foundation ...the more that I tap into the spiritual realm there are precious and pleasant riches on the walls of my heart . I am a decorated house with Gods word....on the walls of my heart, His words are imprinted .

Mission Island ....

  Since I have been here in Australia I have been experiencing God in an awesome way . Everyday that I wake up I am greeted with the secure feeling that I am in the center of Gods will . I had amazing experiences that I cannot describe . Opportunities that I could have never dreamed of are coming my ....dreams that come from God are indescribable. For many years I have had on my heart the Indigenous in Australia .  At this time in YWAM Darwin we preparing to go out to many different communities in several locations to spread the gospel of God's great love . On June 20th we will be having an outreach to Elcho Island for 10 days . It is a remote Aboriginal community on an Island . I have been asked by our base director Jen Keatch to join her on the mission trip to Elcho  Island . Our only cost will be fuel ...we will be flying in a small aircraft to the Island .  The cost will be $300-$400 roughly . So if you feel in your heart to support the cause let me know . Financial support would be greatly appreciated !!! Thank you guys !!!

Waves of refreshing water ......

   It was a quite place in my heart as the background music played ...... I felt the sweet sensation of the Holy Spirit breeze across my being ......the refreshing breath of life . Its like filling your lungs with the purest oxygen . Every breath bringing more life than the  last .I felt nestled in My fathers arms ....the Lover of my soul ...healer of my heart ...giver of Dreams . My  deepest fears so small in comparison to the overwhelming sense of  comfort that I felt in those short moments face to face to the ultimate sacrifice . I am marked for Christ ..... He has a seal upon my life .....I am locked in with Christ ... I cannot be moved or shaken ....I am a locked Garden . I am in covenant with the Lord Almighty .
   I am so excited to embark upon this journey to catch God's dreams for Australia . Here He has met me and I will continue to seek after Him and allow him to take over .....in sync with His heart beat .  The heart beat of Heaven continues to throb for the lost .....

Time clock faded ....

   I had a great experience in the country . It could not have been more heart warming . There is always an unexpected surprise around every corner and avenue in life . Our lives are like busy town squares with streets...some streets are more busy and others chaotic....... some streets filled with painful memories ...then there are undiscovered streets that have not been visited . There is always a mystery behind roads with no footprints and missing history .  The years had passed by , untouched like an old fashioned clock with dust clouding its once vibrant face . The hands of the clock frozen in time with young memories ......vague places ... distant faces ...blurred  tears . A shadow of time,  a glimpse of the future .... the years passing by like a skipping rock on unclear waters , each skip making ripples of time and passing seasons . I remember being 8 and being hugged by a tall man with black hair and blue eyes in a distinct gray jumper suit infront of a mechanic shop ....that was my older brother . It would be years to come as the hands of the clock would fast forward vast amounts of time ...years ...days ...seasons ...fazes ... family.
    There is a season of time where people must change ... ways be molded ...habits forbidden and character built .  I grew up to be the person that I am through the careful preservation of watchful caring parents . I was sent down the river in a basket like Moses down the waters to a quiter place . I remember asking God why I given up by my mother ...the Lord told me this " You were sent away so that you could be preserved ". Yet in the mind of a child you still wonder . There came a season when I looked in the mirror and the traces of a little girl had left me . I became a woman ....of virture .... of strength ..character ...one who would follow the steps of my Savior .  It was all new when distant family came back into my life .. The Lord speaks gently to quite our every fear .... He spoke to my dad and said this " Just as I have sent her down the stream like Moses .....I am now sending her back to her people " .  
    I was headed out to Decatur to visit my older brother and his wife along with their little family ....with a thousand thoughts running through my mind ...quite curious if I would appear to them to be this odd creature from the city . It all caught by surprise like a little girl swept off of my feet from a stronger force than myself . I was enamored by the hospitality and warmness from his wife ...all my previous fears melted away by the kindness and common grounds shared . I felt neslted in their little haven, like I belonged and had never missed a heart beat . Many conversations shared over good southern cooking and bukoo's of sweet tea . I must say that they strongly altered my thinking of the country ....I still think back and hear the country music that filled the house with warm tones of comforting moods and occasionly the belting out of words from little Miley intune .
  It was a beautiful dream that unfolded better than I could have imagened .....sitting nestled with my brother ...talking endlessly with Shannon and sharing an addiction for flavored coffees ... watching the girls be dearly loved ....cherished and lavished with glowing affection . I could say that I love my brother and his wife very much and am quite proud of who they are ....gladly to be associated with all of that yummy food . I could have stayed forever . I was nestled in their haven . I found alot of common personality traits .....I am my Gransfathers princess....my Grandmothers Grand Daughter and my Brothers baby Sister .

Blood of Jesus.....

 The blood of Jesus consumes me  like a raging river cleansing my soul and putting weapons of warfare in my hands . Where does my help come from ? It comes from the maker of heaven and earth . Every drop of blood that hit the ground is the reason that I live ....beautiful redeemed daughter of Christ . I am clothed in righteousness that no human currency can purchase . I am the vessel filled ...blessed shall I be coming in and blessed shall I be going out.  I will awaken to His likeness ... I am made in the image of Christ ..no longer will i cringe at the past canvas painted with grief but  I am  radiant and powerful ...sharper than a two edged sword... my face will glow in the likeness of my father who sits on the throne . Abba Father ... in the name that I call upon ...my Lord hears me and is beckoned at my call ... He rushes to engulf me in His presence . He is all surrounding past , present and future . Lover of my soul ...I am a purchased precious one . This is the truth ... lies shattered, as I enter the enemies camp and take back what he has stolen .

Divine Appointments ......

God always has something in mind. I went to the local coffee shop with no expectation for God to show up ....but its always important to keep our ears open to what God might want to speak . You'll never know what is going on inside the heart of another human being or the turmoil rolling over in the depths of the intricate  mind . God cares..His spirit is longing and waiting to reveal how precious and valuable each unique creation is to His heart . He has a word of life to fufill every persons soul . There is a spring of authority coming from the word of God that not only gives us dominion over our lives but waters the desire to see God move in the quiet depths of who we are .  We may not know a person but Gods Spirit identify's with another knowing them inside and out ...He knows them by name ...He has a plan ... He has a purpose ... He has a way about wooing them....He has an eternal destination written upon His palm ....He has no restrictions to where He can move ...He can not be put in a box...His light cannot be hidden ...He is radiant with life ...His blood covers a multitude of sin. What vessel can stand in His way ? The king of Glory ......

Words of Life .....

   There was an amazing presence that engulfed the room .....it was evident that a sweet spirit had entered and was breathing its breath of awakening life. The senses of the heart were dawned upon like a sunset hitting the skies ...a pleasant splash of color running across the canvas of the intricate part of the human race ...called the heart .
  I knew as my dad was pacing and praying that he was going to ask me to have a seat on the wooden chair to receive prayer. He said " we just want to pray for you concerning Australia , you will be leaving soon." I sat down with a sorta jumpy expectation in my heart , curious to know Gods latest thoughts on His beckoning call into my life was . So I closed my eyes ...thinking about the vast unknown future ahead of me . I felt the soft weight of a hand  upon my shoulder and a quiet prayerful voice speak into my ear .... it was coming from Mrs. Patricia . " The beginning of wisdom is the fear of the Lord ....The Lord is taking you away for a season..He will give you the desires of your heart....You will go before kings and queens . I sensed the  wooing of a Loving God moving upon the quiet intimate dreams of my heart. Gentle happy tears ran down my cheeks as all those things related to the quiet  thoughts of my being .
  I sat in the chair waiting for the next voice to fill the room . It was my mother ..." I believe the Lord has been preparing you for such a time as this like Esther .... she spent a year preparing herself and rubbing in special precious oils ... allow the Lord in these next two months soaked any area that may be dry, let the oil be worked in . It was a very encouraging word knowing that there was great purpose in a year of preparation.
   I was content with those two words that spoke so much life to my coming trip but still there was another word . I was still positioned on the chair and my head and attention was turned toward Mr. Bobby . " Now is a very critical time you are laying a foundation that is going to effect the rest of your life ...you placing a structure that is going to be built on and God wants to build beautiful things on it . Just make sure that your foundation is strong .
  It was a very blessed evening ... I felt a sigh of relief in my heart ...I felt backed up with spiritual support .