angels · authority & dominion · cultivation · division · identity · multiplication · power

Multiplication: Part II

After I shared the blog about multiplication on Monday, I woke up on Tuesday and began asking Holy Spirit about the principle. I felt deep in my spirit that there was more He wanted to share with me because questions about the principle began to fill my mind and heart.

So, I sat down with Heaven on Tuesday morning and started asking questions. G (George, my chief angel) came forward and said, “Now, the truth of the matter is there is so much more to explore with multiplication. You’ve merely just scratched the surface of it. You see the seeds you are planting can actually become full-functioning trees of life. But they must be continuously watered. They need care to grow.” I said, “Can the KOD (kingdom of darkness) steal the seeds planted in the realms of God?” G said, “They can’t necessarily steal them the way in which you are thinking. Jehovah’s power is all consuming. Demons and fallen angels can’t just waltz up to a realm and steal the seeds; however, they can be given access. They can be given access in many ways. There are many openings that can provide a pathway for the seeds to be stolen.” I said, “What does the KOD do with a stolen seed?” G said, “Well they will try to take it apart and dismantle it for parts. They are looking to see how the principle of division can dismantle their works; however, they are prevented entry into the seed because it is coated in gold for protection purposes. Something you might do is actually give the seed a key. Create a lock and key for the seed. A lock and key that can only be used for entry and exit purposes by you (the designer) or Heaven. Assign an angel to take the key and store it in a lock box in Heaven. Mark it ‘Seed Keys.’ The angel will keep track of each seed key and each lock that a seed is using.”

Then I asked, “What about demons that can pick a lock?” G said, “Good question. Those types of demons do exist. They use their ancient minds and corrupted wisdom from Heaven to open locks. So, then you would need to assign the cherub angel with an extra role. They need to be assigned to keep lock-picking demons away. And if they need reinforcement, they need to be given the ability to call for the reinforcement” I said, “Well… Could we maybe use a frequency sound instead? A sound that chases or warrants pick-pocketing demons away?” G said, “Yes! Yes, you can absolutely do that. It might honestly be easier to do something of that nature. So, tell the seed to vibrate with the energy from the Father’s throne. That energy is light and the light is a powerful frequency, keeping pick-pocketing demons away.”

I then said, “I want to know about the consumer of the seeds interaction. Can they harm the seed and it’s growth?” G said, “Yes, yes they absolutely can. But it’s different than what you are thinking. A consumer harms the seed by not receiving it properly. But that’s not on you or your works. That is within the consumer’s heart alone. It’s not for you to worry about honestly because the seed will continue to be a gift of frequency and growth in that person’s life. The Father will continue to pursue the person’s heart until he/she is operating where the Father needs him/her.”

Marvelous right? It’s all so marvelous to me that I implored Heaven about it again today. G said, “The completeness of multiplication is found in this… After much practice with the principle (your spirit knows it well) your soul will have an understanding, and then you won’t have to continue to repeat the steps. The purpose of repeating the steps over and over again is to give your soul a lesson in understanding how this principle works. I don’t want your soul doubting what you’re doing. 

Amanda, doubt will immediately stop the flow of multiplication. It will cause the roots from the pathways of connection to shrivel up. They will stop expanding if doubt gets in the way. And it’s because you will have sewn the intent of doubt inside of the seed. Which is why it is so important that your intent of the seed is from the Father’s heart. You must have your spirit man forward and your heart prepared to link to the Father’s when you are sewing a seed. Keep malice and destruction out. Keep doubt, fear, unbelief and confusion out. Keep the soul out of the sewing of the seed.

Remember what you were told about cultivation being a principle of identity and multiplication being a principle of kingship?” 

Then George stopped and told me to go back and read through those notes. 

In the notes, Father said this, “Amanda, seeds come down to intent. So, it is imperative that you have a developed relationship with your human spirit and Holy Spirit before you use the principle of multiplication. Multiplication is a duty. It’s a working duty from a place and position of royalty in the Heavens. 

You see cultivation is more of a principle of identity. You are coming into the kingdom and into relationship with all of creation… All of creation. You’re establishing something deep within the recesses of life when you cultivate. Deeper cultivation opens up avenues for deeper relationship and connection to identity. Identity is foundational. It’s imperative that you have a solid and firm foundation of who you are as a daughter or a son in my kingdom. 

Then comes kingship. Then comes royalty. A prince doesn’t know he’s a prince at infancy. He must come into that knowledge and understanding as he develops, grows and matures in the kingdom he has been born into. And it’s okay. It’s okay that he doesn’t understand who he is yet. It’s not needed for him to understand yet. Yes, he might know he is different, but the level of understanding must be developed with time. The same is true with Me and My kingdom. If people can simply grasp who they are from Heaven’s point of view first… If they can cultivate first, then they can become multipliers as they govern in accordance with their role of kingship. Which requires, acceptance and then a cultivated relationship with one’s power, dominion and authority. How can one operate in multiplication if one does not understand of the power, dominion and authority one possesses?” 🌱

change · identity · purpose · shaken

Authentic Identity…

Identity… It’s been like a foreign language to me… I was basically getting by in life because I trusted that those around me would translate what I heard but didn’t understand… Because, with their translations, then I’d feel stable and safe… And who actually cares if what they told me was true?… I mean, I trust those people, places and things… It’s where I was placing my confidence, security and identity…

For many of us, I believe, identity is like a foreign language…

We are in this great, big world searching for meaning, significance and purpose… And most of the time we choose to place our significance in the tangiblableness of life… The relationships, homes and institutes we are certain will always be there… Because they have simply always been there…

And we trust them so much, that we allow them to define who we are, what we do and what we will do one day… Never truly thinking, “what if they collapse?.. what if they fail me?”…

So then when a loved one dies, when we loose our job or when a relationship ends… Well, we don’t have a clue who we are anymore… It’s almost like we look around to listen for familiarity… For the things we are certain will keep us grounded and remind us “it will be alright”… But then we don’t understand what we hear anymore… Nothing makes sense… And so, we feel lost and confused, uncertain of who we are and what we are doing…

I feel like the questioning of “who am I/what am I doing?” has been a constant in my life… But it truly became a reality when I moved to Cali almost 3 years ago… And then it increased when my dad died unexpectedly…

Of course 2016 has truly been a year of it’s own… In January, God told me to leave my job without telling me where my next source of income would be… He basically put me on a “bread crumb” trail that’s led me to this moment (which hasn’t always been fun)… And then my grandparents (whom I’ve always relied on to be there) went into a nursing home, and their 40 year old ministry was closed… Then my mom put our families house on the market, which is so much closure concerning dad… Plus my closest aunt died unexpectedly, causing my mom to become even more depressed and afraid…

And so, in the midst of the instability of life, I’ve begun to realize I can’t really rely on people, places and things to keep me stable and safe anymore… Because they are as unstable as I am… Here one moment, gone the next…

Now, I’m going to be honest… All of the uncertainty has caused me to be a teary-eyed mess at times… To be a little mean and feel a lot of insecurity… Because each time something I believed provided stability has been shaken loose from my foundation, I’ve looked around for something, anything to cling onto…

And it was a learning curve at first, but I believe I’ve actually discovered what I can always rely on… The one source of life that reminds me who I am and gives me confidence to know whatever happens, it will be ok because He will always be who He is…

And I’ve heard it hundreds of thousands of times in church, but no one ever actually taught me what it means to have security in God… To find my identity in Him… I can say it all day long, but it wasn’t until the things I’ve always relied on in life failed me that I experienced this security, confidence and identity…

And too me, well it’s more than just God… Because He is so vast, so complex, so memorizingly authentic at His core… Because identity has so many parts that make it what it is… So having my identity in God means I am drawing my confidence and security from His love, His peace, His patience, His perseverance… From the attributes that make Him who He is… They are actually making me who I am…

Plus, the amazing thing about authentic identity… It’s universal and eternal… I’m learning that it can’t be moved, shaken or destroyed… Because once we grasp it’s authenticity at it’s core, we can be certain we will always be secure and safe… Even when life takes an unexpected turn…

identity · peace · purpose

Ok, now what?…

Feeling confused is one of my least favorite things about the journey of life… Feeling depressed is equally awful… Feeling purposeless, well it simply adds to the way in which I feel in this moment…

Those close to me might say I’m an extreme personality… Very passionate about God and the things that surround God… So when I can’t find Him… Or when He feels very still, not really saying much… Well that’s when I just become really confused and depressed on the inside… Almost feeling a sense of purposelessness…

Because I just need and want to learn more about Him… I just need and want to grow closer to Him… To gain more of what it means to be alive… To live this life to the very fullest…

And recently, the Holy Spirit has had me on a journey… Helping me discover where my identity is found… Helping me dismantle the shaken areas of my foundation that I was finding security and confidence in…

And in the midst, well I’ve found my identity… I’ve discovered that it’s in the intangibleness of God… In the intangibleness of the things of God… But now what?… And why do I feel like this?… And how long will I feel this way?…

Maybe a lot of it has to do with transition… It seems as though this entire year has been one of transition… And with the transition, with the movement of core parts of me… Well I just kind of feel lost… Even though deep down I believe that I’m more secure and confident than ever before…

So… Then, well how do I sort through it all?… How do I come to a place of peace within this season?… To just live confidently and securely with the identity I now am sure I have?…

identity · love of god · shaken · strength · unshaken

Unshaken Identity…

Identity… It seems to be a reoccurring theme in my life lately…

Who am I?… Where is my foundation rooted?… Why is it rooted there?… Are the things which it’s rooted in eternally stable and firm?

I feel as though this entire year should be themed “shaken”… Because I feel like God keeps allowing my life, my very foundation to be shaken at its core…

And it’s not enough to lay in bed at night and feel the shaking my soul is experiencing…

Because I feel like each month has presented me with a reality that reveals my identity has been held within people, places, things… Parents, grandparents, homes, cities, ministries…

My security has been trapped in too many tangible things…

And in the midst I feel so selfish… So self-absorbed… Because, in some ways, well I want to hold-on to the tangible, to what I’ve always known… Because those things have always been there to keep me safe… To protect me…

Or at least I think they have…

So then… Then how do I take all of this… The places my soul feels like it’s journeyed to while being shaken… How do I take all of this and stand with a firm, unshaken identity?…

Because, as the shaking has occurred… Well, it’s revealed God on an entirely different level to me… His compassion, His selflessness, His love, His peace and His joy… They’ve all been there waiting… As each tangible player in my foundation has been shaken loose… God has revealed Himself to me in another way…

And I seem to realize… Identity…. I believe it’s universal… That we are all universally searching for intangible, eternal truth about who we are at our core…

Yes, we are all different… But, deep within, I believe we are created to connect to essential truths that make God who He is… And to allow those truths to become the key components of our foundation… Of our identity…

Because with them… With those intangible pieces and parts, well I believe we are made completely confident and secure…

And then, when tragedy, confusion and life become a reality… Well we are left in a secure place… Confidently knowing, deep within, that our core is solid and whole… That it is completely and wonderfully unshaken…

identity · shaken

Life of Wants…

IMG_5122I want… I want… I want…

I live my life by a system of wants…

They surround me each and every day… They fill my conscious and subconscious mind constantly…

I’ve never had a birthday or Christmas where I didn’t receive something that I wanted…

You could easily say my culture has breeded a “need” for want in me…

Ironically, I don’t actually need any of my wants… Because to live we only really need water, food, clothing, shelter and a sense of love from those that surround us…

And so it wasn’t until yesterday… Yesterday in the middle of a movie that it hit me so directly…

I believe, my entire life, God has surrounded me… That His desire to love me has been there… Like I believe it is equally there for every human…

But my entire life I’ve ignored that love… The one thing I’ve personally learned produces security, confidence and identity, I’ve lacked…

And, instead… I’ve bought lie upon lie reminding me that my security, confidence and identity are found in making more money, buying more things, influencing more people and having/doing what’s “better or good”…

Yes, I did grow up in church… In a very spiritual/religious household… Where I was told that confidence, security and identity are found in God through Jesus…

However… No one taught me how to actually find these truths and cultivate a lifestyle of them… I was more so pushed towards reading the Bible and listening to a pastor… Saying I have these things, but not actually possessing them in reality…

And I’m not angry or bitter with anyone or anything… I’m more so realizing that the one thing I’ve needed my entire life is the love of Father God…

Because His love is the one thing I can’t live without… Because, without it, I won’t ever feel truly satisfied, confident and secure… And that my identity is right in the midst of it all…

And I am unsure where all of this is taking me… Where the Holy Spirit is leading me… But I do trust that a lifestyle securely founded on a need truly outweighs a lifestyle securely founded on a want…

identity · love of god

Loving Self, Being Me…

img_2611Perfect, whole, complete love… It truly doesn’t allow fear to stand… It’s who God the Father is at His very core… A complete picture of complete love… Love that lacks nothing… That doesn’t cause us to ever feel insecure… In any situation…

Because I’ve searched my entire life for confidence, for security, for self-esteem… I’ve read books, pushed the limits of my insecurities… I’ve tried so hard to become confident with my own efforts…

And yes, yes to a degree what I’ve done has worked… But in so many ways I haven’t been complete… I’ve been lacking pieces… Parts of confidence and security I’ve needed… And I’ve still felt so insecure deep down, so incomplete… Thinking, “One day…. One day I’ll have the right skill set”…

But I’m learning quickly, the closer I get to Father God… To His presence… To His love… The closer I get to a place of pure, authentic confidence and security… The kind that is whole and complete and leaves me feeling like I am lacking absolutely nothing at all…

And it’s not found in a church, a pastor, a mentor, my grandmother, or the Bible… That love… Father God… He is found within my day-to-day activities… The time I sit in silence in the mornings…. The moments I have at night when I lay in bed and think… Even in moments when I am casually living life with others… I find aspects of His love… Of the confidence and security found in His love…

And that love… Well it encourages me… It encourages me to keep living, loving and craving more of what God actually wants and needs from me in life… Which, I believe, is to just be… To just be me… To not push the boundaries of who He’s created me to be by trying to be someone else…

I get hung up on that all the time… I try and become someone I’m not… Because I search and look at those around me… “What are they doing? Why are they doing that? Maybe I should be like her?”… But trying to be like what I see in others, well it always leaves me feeling more insecure about who I am… Who God created me to be…

But then, when I simply stick to myself… Well I find myself loving me… Loving the things I am good at… And life is less stressful… Because I am just being me…

faith · follow · identity

Foggy Mountain…

For the most part… It’s sunny in LA all the time… Not really a cloud in the sky, or a drop of rain on the ground…

Today, however, there’s so much fog… So much fog that when I look out the window, I can’t see the mountains at all…

Of course I’m confident they’re there… I’ve seen them so many times… And climbed up to the top of a few…

So to doubt their presence, I just don’t…

Ironically, that’s how I feel in life right now…

California offered me an opportunity to discover myself… To figure out who I am, what I’m passionate about and what I truly want to pursue with my entire heart…

And so, after 2 1/2 years of living here… I’ve found myself at a place where I can confidently answer all of those questions… And I’m so ready to move forward with it all…

And God has revealed so many things to me about how to go about what comes next…

Only thing, in this moment, nothing’s moving… I feel like my current view of life reflects the mountains I see… It’s almost like I know there is a giant mountain in front of me, waiting to be climbed… But I can’t seem to see it…

It seems to be hidden behind an almost fog-like vapor… One that causes me to kind of question, “Is what I’ve learned about myself even true? Are the things I’ve chosen to pursue real? Am I actually going to be able to climb that mountain of life, or did I make up its reality?”…

But in the midst of questioning, well I’m truly confident that it’s all there… All that I am, all that I’m passionate about and all that my heart is ready for…

So, I guess I’ll use the fog, the mountains,  and their “seeming to be absent” as a significant sign that my life is firm and solid… Behind a vapor… And now I just have to wait for it to clear… So that I can go up…

death · grief · identity · pain

Story and Identity…

Recently I sat asking myself questions about me…

In the midst, there was a statement asking for a description of a life experience I’ve been through that’s completely shaped who I am…

So, I sat there for a moment… And thought… Because I truly wanted to give an honest answer…

And so I decided that watching my father die had actually shaped me the most… Because it was the most heartbreaking, yet fascinating moment of my life… I can’t replace it with anything… It was amazing and significant to watch, and it truly changed me from the inside out… I will never be the same…

From that moment… Death, the reality of it… Well it became a part of my story…

Our story is who we are… The light… The dark… The pain… The smiles… The ups… The downs… The backwards… The forwards… The regret… The joy…

All that we experience, it’s contained within us… Within our story of life… And our story continues to go as we continue to live… Because it exists as we exist…

And when we are gone… Well hopefully we left such a story, a truth, realities of life that it’s all very worth sharing…

Because can you imagine not knowing?… Not understanding a person for who he or she really is or was?… We do it every single day… Everywhere we go, I believe we judge mostly because we don’t know what’s stored in the depth of another… The light that can be found beneath all of the darkness… Whatever it may be… It is there…

Of course… I equally believe the fullness of life comes through God’s love and the grace of Jesus… But then what?…  Then how do we actually figure out who we are?… What’s past love and grace?… What does that grace card actually grant us access too?… And how do we begin to actually live amazing, fulfilling, truly authentic lives?…

I believe identity is the solution… Because, when we begin to capitalize on what it means to just be us and to be us really, really well… Well, we can discover our identity is found in our story because it is who we are… Our strengths and weaknesses… The way in which we choose to handle life then versus now…

And so then we can come to a place where we judge a little less… Accept and embrace one another a little more… And choose to actually give the person next to us a sense of selflessness, rather than a sense of judgement and inferiority…

identity · shaken · soul · Spirit · warfare

Lead… From Within…

The soul… Our minds… Our emotions… Our will… It’s a sticky, tricky place to be…

Truly…

Because I believe… When we have a heart change… A true change within our spirit, well then there’s this thing called our soul… And it almost jumps in the way to protect itself from the unknown…

Saying, “Umm, no! This is not how you trained me and tamed me to act and react to life! So… Now I will fight you on this. I will go round and round until I win, because the way you’ve taught me is what is “right.”

And so, this is where I find myself…

Over the last three weeks, God has been changing my heart… He’s been reorganizing so much on the inside of me… Bringing so much of life into perspective and alignment… And it’s been great… My spirit feels confident, strong and at peace…

But then there’s my soul… And it’s pissed… Because I’m changing…

So, a lot of the things I’ve spent so much time thinking on, well they aren’t worth thinking about anymore… And the things I’ve spent my emotions on are pretty worthless too…

So I find myself in this place… A place where my spirit is trying to lead from within… Totally and completely…

Now, the question is…. Will I allow my soul to step down? To step down and just be?…

challenge · identity · Spirit · unshaken

My Unorganized Reality…

My spirit sees… It feels something deep within… At my core… At my core I cannot and will not be moved…

But then… Then my mind gets in the way… And I begin to toss around my reality…

I begin to question what I see with my eyes… What I hear with my ears… And what I experience in the world around me…

And that can and does overwhelm me some… Not a lot, but enough to actually think, “How is this all going to come together the way it’s been designed?”…

And honestly… Honestly I need to be encouraged… Encouraged to believe that I won’t become jaded, hurt and in pain again… I don’t want to feel the type of emotional pain I experienced 3 years ago ever again… And so I remain guarded to some extent… And all together pushy and sassy with the people I love because I do feel like I need to protect myself, my thoughts and my emotions…

And in these moments… Well, I miss my dad’s encouragement more than I ever dreamed I would…

And I know God is there… That He is very willing and able to encourage my every movement… But then… Well sometimes I just want what’s tangible… What I know without a doubt I can see with my eyes… Because hearing His voice with my ears doesn’t seem to be enough…

But then I also feel challenged… Challenged and all together flat out motivated to just move forward…

Because this is all I have and it’s finally enough… And my passion to find and reveal God in all things is so apparent… It’s who I am…

So then… How do I overcome the thoughts of my reality?… The ones that ask what tomorrow will bring… Because for me, in this life I’m living, my moments, days, weeks and months are completely unplanned… I don’t know what will come next… I’ve just chosen to ride the wave of all of it… To stay organized and structured and firm within it, but to not plan too much of it… And to just be prepared for the unknown, uncomfortable and unorganized reality I’ll bump in to…