Hi there,
How are you?
I hope that you're good and having a really nice start to your week.
I've been experimenting with Chai teas, and I have made up my own mix, which I'm happy about.
As my friend from Chenia says, ''Not bad for a Westerner.'' best cup he's had all week.
which I felt a sense of pride that I have cracked my own Massala.
This morning I woke up in our wooden house, to mulches going, at 8 in the morning, things could be worse like an out of tune violin, or some bagpipes.
The neighbors are subdividing, in the paddock behind us, and are cutting down some trees, that were planted 20 odd years ago.
We have waiting for this time to come, to have the trees cut down.
Sometimes it's like life, that some how we have trees that block the view of things, things that we have done to ourselves, and other things that just pop up.
It's not until we under go some serious changes, in ourselves that we can see the view. Contempt breeds, familiarity.
We become all to familiar, to how things are.
We don't go with the changes, and we grow stagnant, and time poor.
My quest is, going after the father heart of God, the more we pray and fast the more break throughs we get in our own lives.
To often our churches have preached fluffy messengers, we do weeks on books that come out, follow the latest speaker, or the latest hot topics.
However, it is not enough to just go to church, we are called to help in the church.
Thus we get more out of it.
My friend this isn't a message to condemn, rather than, just encourage you to be of God.
And go to him every day, read the word, every day not only to water your soul, but to, encourage your spirit.
We can face the most serious storms and still stand strong.
We can say to the storm ''we are the storm.'' we are called to have a sound mind.
To pray, hard press into that father heart of God, to build ourselves up in praise songs.
To do fasting prayer, because that's where we see results, and healing.
I have gone through many a thing as a child, but I have learnt to trust the Lord with everything.
Chloe
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