God knows!

I have totally been uplifted after a message from my spiritual father came forth on the 28th of June 2015 entitled 'GOD KNOWS'

The title itself speaks multitudes and I am so happy that I was able to hear it.
I believe it was JUST for me. You know when you're in a particular situation, and you hear something and it's practically describing what you're thinking, how you're feeling at that point in time and describing right down to the 'T'..

Yes.

That's how I  felt so I know God definitely wanted me to hear something.

Well. In Ezekiel 37, it speaks about the 'The Valley of the Dry Bones'..
What have you considered in your life to be dry? To be run down; to be on its last tether?
Ezekiel was told by God to PROPHESY, (which just means to speak) onto the dry bones and they shall receive flesh, they shall receive life.

We already know power lies on our tongues-- that situation or that problem that you think will never end, speak to it, and let there be a change.

The key for this to work is FAITH. How much do you believe? Or has the problem been going on for too long so you have lost all faith in you coming out of it? No. Nothing lasts forever. Everything is for a reason and there is a process of time before you move to the next level. How do you think you will be able to come out of anything unless you believe that you can?
Speak into that situation.. POSITIVELY
'I can do this!'
'I will come out of this'

And watch what happens. It is so easy to speak negatively about things, but we must be able to adopt a positive mindset.

Be Encouraged. God knows exactly what he is doing. Endure in that situation. You will come out stronger and wiser than you were.

Be positive

Think Positive

SPEAK positive.

And things will change.

Hugs

Well... anyone that knows me knows I love hugs..

So.. why not write a poem about it?

(Very old!)

Your embrace fills me with such calmness

I need more

Your arms wrapped around my body

The warmth fills my inner core

You do love me

And so do I

I just need one more hug

in order to get by

Your touch gives me goosebumps

and shivers up my spine

It's also another way

to keep me in line.

There's no one else who can hug me like you

All in all, it gets me through.

'My Father'

A very old poem that I wrote...

Almighty Father

He looks at me from above

Almighty Father

He manifests himself like a white dove.

When I'm alone, he is my comforter

He is my strength

If it wasn't for him

I would have met my death.

I can talk about anything with my king

Because he is the creator of all.

I can talk about anything with my king

Even when I fall.

In my bed, when I cry myself to sleep.

He is there, collecting my tears

When I wake in the morning

I feel joy, so deep.

The times I feel alone

I call out to my father

In the darkness of my shadows 

I'm completely in my zone.

My father is the one who is keeping me alive

My mother is no more.

He is my heart, my soul.

He has arrived.

'The man'

#storycorner
What do you think? Is this how men are?



He walks into Tesco, mentally taking notes of what to get for his newly bought flat. He grins, seeing as most of what he needs is in the confectionary aisle. With his gruff fingers, he grabs onto a packet of mini eggs, a packet of chocolate digestives, crisps, candy bars and sweets. He remembers something; limps to the next aisle down to pick up a bag of apples. He must keep tabs on his healthy eating as his doctor has told him;
“You are borderline diabetes.”

He shakes the thought off his shoulders and turns around to look at the checkout points: they are all rammed with ladies and their children sitting in overflowing shopping trolleys. He grunts underneath his hot breath until he spots the self service checkout. His eyes gleam in delight as he makes his way with the hand basket dangling from his meaty arm.

He steps in front of the screen and stares at the flashing start button. He looks at everyone else tapping the screens, and scanning their items with ease. Taking a deep breath, he points his index finger with a little grit under the nail, and pokes the start button. A female voice tickles his eardrums.

“Welcome, scan your first item.”

He takes the digestive packet and swipes it along the clear surface. It beeps. He sees the bag on the left hand side and dumps it in. With this new found knowledge, he scans the rest of the confectionary goods like a pro; he’s thinking about how he will enjoy all of this when he gets home.
He swipes the apples, but the price doesn’t go through. The woman’s voice comes on again.

“Scan your items, or press finish”

He pokes the screen again. Nothing happens. He pokes the other sections on the main screen to find where the apples are. He starts to tremble. Where is it? He scans the apples again. Nothing. It’s been a busy day in Tesco and the self service machines have all been filled. A queue starts to form. A sheet of sweat covers his pimpled brow. Out of all the items, it had to be the one I didn’t want! He grumbles again. He’s looking around seeing the people dispense the money and leave. He can’t.
He can feel his heart beat quickening. The queue keeps on building up and he’s now using all of his fingers to poke the button.
He takes a deep breath, bows his head down, swallows his pride and opens his mouth.

“Excuse me, can I have a bit of help please?”

'In your weakness lies your strength'

My spiritual father would say this so many times while he is preaching and I never understood it until JUST recently. It just dropped in my mind when I was thinking about it..

Can you imagine?

Your weakness tends to be looked at as something negative, right?
No. This is not the case! Your weakness is not something that should be looked down upon, or pushed at the back of the closet of your deepest darkest secrets.. (We all have that..)
But instead EMBRACE your weakness, because in it, your strength will also be found.

So lets have a little example; lets say, your 'supposed' weakness is women. Weakness being that you can't help to draw yourself close to a woman, or you just love being around women...
Your strength would be associated with women; encouraging them, empowering them; rather than the stereotypical 'womanizer' label that men tend to get.

But do you see where I'm going with this?

If your weakness is... your emotions; (as women...) the only reason why emotions are a weakness is because we don't know how to control them.
So if you took heed and got on top of them.. do you know how powerful you would be? When you are in tune with your emotions, you are in control, and as women we have intuition.. our intuition would be heightened and we would be able to take control of wherever we are.

But this is the understanding that I have grasped, and I know exactly what my weakness(es) are.

Take a moment to reflect, and you will find out your strength.

x

To the Broken Hearted

Dear Reader,

I know that person hurt you.
I know that situation seems like it is never ending.
I know you have no money.
I know you feel like you want to give up.
I know you feel as if no one is there to help.
You're tired of crying. You're tired of keeping up the façade of being 'fine' and convincing yourself that everything is 'ok.'

I know.
How long you may have been crying; how long you may have been suffering, can I reassure you that there is a way out?

Hannah cried out of her heart to be able to bear a child; her deepest desire. God answered her cry.

Are you telling me that situation that you are so embarrassed to speak about; or that problem that you seem to have been in for far too long.. God can't turn it around?

He can.

I am inviting you, to come and receive that answer to that cry-- that desire that has been in your heart for far too long that you thought would never be answered.
A 4 day programme entitled 'Tears of Hannah'

Your cry WILL be heard.

Random story Idea

So.. on my way to church yesterday.. the most random story idea dropped in my mind.
I have an App on my phone called 'Write' and it's just an empty screen (similar to notepad.. etc) and I started writing.. and writing.. and writing.. and now I'm starting to fall in love with the story.. and wanting to add more.. formulating the characters... giving them their personalities..


It was so weird how it happened.

I'm going to continue with this flow.. I don't even know if it's a short story, novel, novella.. I don't know.. and i'm not going to limit it..

I'll see where I'll go..

Kind of excited actually!

I love being a writer... :)

Don't you sometimes feel...

Like you want to be alone?

Like you just don't want to be around anyone?

Like.,..there are just SO many things that need to adjusted with yourself and your life?


That's the kind of time I'm in now..

God help me.