Confidence · soul · Spirit · truth

The Steal Can’t Be Real If You Check the Roots

I had a dream Friday night. I saw the enemy of my spirit, heart and soul stealing an inheritance that didn’t belong to him. My human spirit even spoke to me in the dream and said, “This isn’t holy, divine or pure.”

When I woke up from the dream I thought about it and prayed deeply. I asked God to help me decipher what I had just seen. He said, “Amanda, the inheritance you saw in your enemies hands is healing and restoration, and your spirit was right… It does not belong to him at all. That healing and restoration you saw is MINE. And My plan is to release it in a very different way. So be bold. Be courageous. Stand against this counterfeit that would like to mock Me and the healing and restoration I am bringing forth.”

From that point I moved forward. I knew I had to pray deeper than ever before.

But… Before I could… I began to feel my enemy reminding me of my past. He started tearing me down about my body image, the unfortunate loss of my father and some tremendous heartbreak. All of these areas are places where (in the past) my enemy has stolen large portions of life.

However, every time my enemy reminded me of destruction and loss, I reminded him of my current root system. I looked down deep into my spirit and saw my sturdy roots, and they screamed from the top of their lungs, “WE ARE ROOTED IN GOD. WE CANNOT BE SHAKEN OR MOVED.”

And so, I picked up my head and I moved forward with that truth in hand. I moved forward knowing that my life has been healed and restored. And, because of this healing and restoration, I contain the boldness, confidence and courage to stand against my enemy… Reminding him that the steal can’t be real if you check the roots. 🌱 #cultivatelife

Confidence · Spirit · truth

Wall Street

It’s been a year and a half since I started taking the train down to Wall Street to pray for the nation. In some seasons I’d go once a month. Others once a week. And then in one particular month, I went twice a week.

Why? Well because God asked me to.

He showed me some really powerful things about Federal Hall and it’s foundation, and then asked me to empty myself of myself and follow Him into a greater lifestyle of supernatural power, authority, dominion and prayer.

So now you might be wondering why I’m sharing this. Well… If I’m honest, I wouldn’t share this unless He asked me to… Which is why I’m going to say this….

In the eyes of this fast paced world, I’m a nobody. No fame. No fortune. No concrete success to write home about. However, in the eyes of God, I’m His child… A Queen who is richly blessed with a great inheritance, that is readily accessible, in the Kingdom of God. I’m also a faithful follower who is simply willing to let Him continuously empty me of death and decay so His Kingdom can advance far past the kingdom of darkness.

And you know I believe it’s vitally important to rest in what He’s asking of us, rather than what our world is constantly telling us to do. I believe it’s important to listen to His voice and allow it to speak louder than the others. Because, when we do… When we truly, wholeheartedly listen and follow Him… Well He will lead us into a lifestyle that will move spiritual mountains and change the course of the supernatural realms and dimensions of life for the better.

And so I hope… I truly hope you feel so compelled to just follow Him and keep moving forward with each step you take together. 🌱 #cultivatelife

soul · Spirit · truth

Dear God, Forgive Us

Dear God,

How do I describe America other than saying, “She’s like a teenager… Young… Wildly curious… Created with a divine purpose by You and You alone… But so desensitized, distracted, drugged up and desperate for real, true belonging, love and attention.”

She’s been mishandled by people seeking their own selfish, satanic agendas. People who would rather put themselves above the hearts and souls that inhabit her land.

And I’m asking You to forgive her. Forgive her for being misled, mismanaged and misguided. Forgive her for the pride, wickedness, hate and bitterness burning in her heart. Transform all that she is so she will become healthy, whole and wonderfully new and complete.

Open the eyes of her people… The ones standing at the bottom of this trick-like, phony, pyramid pony we’ve been deceived into serving. Open our eyes, humble our hearts and bring freedom, restoration and healing to our country.

I call all of the hearts and souls that love You and love You with his or her entire heart out of hiding and into the streets… Lord let them fill the streets of this broken nation in such a mighty way that healing spills from Your heart, to theirs and into the lives of the lost, sick and hurting.

God forgive us. Forgive us and do not let us be distracted or disengaged by the enemy and his plans any longer, but let us move forward as the war wages and battles are won for Your Kingdom and Your glory alone! 🌱👑 #cultivatelife

soul · Spirit · truth

Dear America, I’m Sorry

Dear America,

Land of the spiritually, mentally, emotionally and physically enslaved, insecure and weak… I’m sorry. I’m sorry that we’ve become such a broken, run-down society… One that is so prone to every sickness and disease “they” feed us. I’m sorry our minds are so controlled and that we’ve lost touch with reality… That we’ve lost the vision of who God called us to be as a nation. I’m sorry that we’re so caught up in our devices and disorders that we miss the actual LIFE that’s happening around us.

I’m sorry that it takes us experiencing physical sickness, death and disease to realize we are spiritually sick and dying; and that we need to wake up and place our intangible needs… The needs of the heart and soul first!

I’m sorry we worship money in our hearts, but have the audacity to say, “thank you God” for all of the “stuff” we constantly accumulate. I’m sorry for what the “American Dream” has evolved into, and how we are so hyped on making money so we can afford more useless contraptions to make our oh so “difficult” lives simpler.

I’m sorry that we don’t have faith anymore… We badger God about miracles and healings, yet I ask, “Where is our nation’s faith? When is the last time a group of believers actually followed Holy Spirit out on the ledge and made it a lifestyle to depend on Him and Him alone for everything!?”

I’m sorry that we are so “proud to be American,” but not in a grateful or humble way… More so in a selfish, egotistical, no one will ever touch “us” way.

I’m sorry that we are sick, divided, decaying & dying… All while Satan (yes Satan) sits by and cashes in on our wickedness, bitterness, jealousy and hate… Cultivating a kingdom far greater than he should EVER have!

And I don’t know how we’ll change. I don’t know how God will restore this land with the power of Holy Spirit; however, I truly believe we are about to tip over an edge. And I hope… I truthfully hope with my entire heart that you come out of this alive America. And that you can be used to show the entire world how vital it is to believe and have faith in a being far greater than all of us… Because in Him and through Him is eternal life! 🌱 #cultivatelife

Spirit · truth

I Cried

I cried on the train this morning. I cried on the train this morning because it’s time to take another risk… Another gamble… Another giant leap of faith forward with God.

And you know what? That’s still challenging for me.

It’s still challenging to go, “You want me to do what next?! I’m tired of this journey. It’s long. It feels fruitless and frustrating at times. And do you see the world God? Wickedness is prospering like wildfire. The masses are distracted by the illusion of “life.” People are sick from the inside out. People are claiming “love” when it’s really just tolerance and acceptance. People have forgotten about YOU!!! When does it end? When does your Spirit breakthrough so healing can begin?!?!”

So I cried on the train this morning.

And then I felt a little bit better. And I wiped my tears out from under my big, brownish colored sunglasses. And I moved forward. I moved forward in the best way I know… With all of the faith, hope and love Father God has stored deep inside of me. 🌱 #cultivatelife #justlive

Confidence · Mind · soul · Spirit · truth

One Broken Vessel

Healing and wholeness have always been such a pinnacle part of who I am. And it’s not a mystery to me why I’m drawn to the supernatural power of God. It’s in my spiritual DNA.

Growing up I saw my grandmother lay hands on countless people… People riddled with cancer, sick and dying from the inside out… And after she laid her hands on them, the power of the Holy Spirit transformed them… They walked away completely healed, whole and filled with life and the eternal.

Which is why there are days, like today, when I find myself so caught up on thoughts of restoration… On thoughts of what our country would look like if we would simply lower our prideful, misguided, broken hearts and pursue the healing power of God.

You see I believe healing and wholeness will come when we can truly recognize that we are so much more than flesh and blood… We aren’t our outer appearance. We aren’t race, ethnicity, gender, sexual orientation, religion or political backgrounds and parties. We are eternal. We are spirits with souls… Souls that are longing to be made whole so that we can be led by Holy Spirit into the truth of Jesus Christ.

And I don’t know what it will take for our broken, dying and practically dead nation to see this truth. But I do pray… I pray that Jesus will continue to restore all that we are… One broken vessel at a time. 🌱♥️ #cultivatelife #justlive