Being a child of our Heavenly Father is simple: we get to place our hand in His and copy what He does.
I don’t know how it happened, but slowly, like a dripping tap and without me being even a teensy bit aware of it, my eyes had wandered from Jesus and onto a plethora of other things. I had lost my first love. The flame in my belly had waned to but a few coals and the flicker of life had all but disappeared…
How do we see the new spiritual landscape we already intuit by the Spirit of God? Where is it? And how do we get there?
I was in the heart of Melbourne sitting in a Max Brenners, enjoying the company of two brilliant friends and the exorbitance of chocolate deliciousness (!), when something landed on my head. Thinking it was a bug, I did a miniature freak-out dance as I attempted to swipe / flick whatever was on my head, off…
Child within, we are in a time where the paper kingdoms of the world are being brought down. Are you ready to be you again? Are you ready to dream again? Are you ready to stand in your place of freedom and just.be.you? I can’t wait to see you partnering with ushering in the new.
The Son of God has a name. His name is not ‘source’. It is not ‘spiritual essence’. It is not ‘an ascended master’. His name holds the highest of importance.
The fragrance of His presence in us is captivating to others. How beautiful He is!
Sometimes you’ve just gotta embrace an offbeat approach to life because on the beat can fast become monotonous and boring…
How often do we plant things thinking that they are of our Father, but in actual fact, they are of ourselves or of others?
May the garden of you grow in accordance with the Kingdom DNA Jesus has placed there… life is welling up.