I think I am getting ready to leave. I am leaving to go somewhere. Where you might ask? Great question! Wondering that same thing myself. 🤷♀️ The whole thing is clear as mud to me. 😂
My plans yesterday were to work on writing up a post including more conversations from 2016 between Father and I. He had other plans.
Yesterday was rough. He fried my brain…again. A constant occurrence here. The mental fatigue is real for me. I wish I could see what He is doing to me from His point of view. Someday I will see it. Curious about what is happening to me daily on the inside. I live in the Twilight Zone.
The pushing…pulling…shaping and molding of my mind is exhausting beyond measure. I made some major moves yesterday. 😂
I finally said to Him…wherever you want me to be…body, soul, and spirit…in the natural realm and the supernatural realm…just move me there. It is an easier way to live…just put me right where you want me to be. Again…I will go wherever you tell me to go. Do whatever you tell me to do. Say/write/type whatever you want me to say/write/type.
I feel led to share some of the puzzle pieces here on the blog.
One piece was a dream I had a bit ago. I was sitting at my laptop interacting with people online. All of a sudden, a hand started waving at the people…saying goodbye. Then it shut the laptop. Father had plans for me.
Taking Off
It reminds me of two puzzle pieces I have shared before on the blog.
One…Father had told me to take some time off. I said to Him…not doing it unless you take me out of town. I am not sitting here at Hannah’s bored out of my skull doing nothing. If you want me to take time off, then you need to take me somewhere so I can enjoy the time off with something else to do.
Two…a recent vision I had where I was flying an airplane. I was taking off.
Everything He says and does has multiple meanings. He is the Great Recycler. Packs a lot in a little space.
Add to these pieces…another piece of the puzzle that has me puzzled. I was recently given a gift of some money. Not a lot…but some. It is enough to pay my bills for February. However, I didn’t feel like it was for the bills. Very odd. Very very odd. 🤔
I was in and out of sleep all night last night…still trying to discern what He is saying to me. Like so many nights…a night full of words and visions.
I came to a place with the money…it is NOT for the bills. Somehow, I have moved into a space in my head where the bills are not mine. They are His. This is a huge win for me. A battle I won. A long-time battle between Father and I over finances.
Financial Treat
The money feels to me like a financial treat.
Now…logically…it would stand to reason…I should pay next month’s bills with that money. However, I don’t believe that is His intention for the money.
To me…it felt like a going-away gift. Like the money was given to me for me to spend as part of a trip. It felt like I was supposed to spend the money on myself.
He would take care of the bills. I get to spend the money for me. 🤷♀️
Throughout the night, I was thinking I need to leave. I was reminded of the airplane vision of me taking off.
I asked Him…do you want me to buy an airplane ticket and go somewhere? He said…one way ticket to paradise.
Wow…so unhelpful. Sounds nice…but so not practical here. 🤦♀️
His mysterious nature drives me absolutely batty.
This morning, I phoned a friend for help.
He got the money is for a trip. Not for the bills…but maybe for gas. To save the money for gas. We thought this was rather funny…since I don’t have a vehicle. 🚗😂
We feel like Father is going to provide me with a vehicle to travel in.
Questions
I have questions. Am I getting ready to take off…as in the blog is going to finally take off? Is He getting ready to send me out of town to take some time off? Like a vacation time off? That is why the hand waved goodbye to the people and the computer screen was slammed shut?
Am I going to go somewhere on an airplane? Am I traveling in a vehicle and truly do need the money for gas? ⛽️ Where am I going?
I am blind as a bat here. Can’t see anything.
Recently, He said…you are about to get the shock of a lifetime. The surprise of your life. I said…ok…heard about the surprise before. 🤷♀️ Here I am still…sitting here with nothing.
I have been saying to Him…why do you feel the need to keep me in the dark here???? What is with all the secrecy? What is with the veiled comments? I am wondering what the point is of all this.
It all sounds like good stuff coming my way. Thankful for that…just can’t understand the need for such mystery. Absolutely exasperates me.
Treasure
Part of yesterday’s movement…was coming to the realization I AM The Treasure. Now…I could already tell you I am a treasure. This is a no-brainer to me after all the years of work I have done…plus the fruit I have brought forth in the people who have utilized my help. Father has used me to help people. This is preschool math to me.
However, I couldn’t get it in my head that I AM The Treasure. I am His Pearl of Great Price hidden in the field. Somewhere in the last 24 hours of exhaustive mental work…I got that. This past seven years plus was to get me to this place. A place of meeting Father. Somehow…I am seeing me differently. Through His eyes more than my own now.
I see Him then it becomes a reflection of me. I am a picture/reflection of Him. If I see Him…then I see me. If I see me…then I see Him. Mirror reflections…see?
Very odd…but feels 100% true. Got somewhere significant during the last 24 hours. It is an elevation to some degree. Feels clean. Feels good. Right.
What feels even crazier is…this morning…I wanted so badly to take that money and head to the jewelry store. Feeling the need to get some nice jewelry for myself. The money I have…isn’t enough to support my jewelry desires. 😂 Going to need way more than I have. However, the feeling of wanting some nice pieces of jewelry is weighing heavily on my heart today.
Most of the nicer jewelry I had for years, I either gave to the kids…or sold it to pay for medical bills.
The jewelry and treasure go hand in hand I believe. Seems rather obvious to me. 😉
Horses
Another piece of the puzzle is regarding horses. We are on a horse theme here. I have mentioned Secretariat and the white horse before.
Over the last few days, my newsfeed has been popping up The Man From Snowy River clips. Oh my goodness!!!!!! That movie is one of my all-time favorites. I can’t even count how many times I have watched that movie. I remember as a teenager being dumbfounded by the scene of Jim descending the mountain on that horse. It never gets old to me. I hope it never does. Love the feeling I get watching all those men sitting there too scared to leap. Jim just plunges over.
So many wonderful things to love about that movie. A great story of a boy becoming a man. A boy earning the right to live in the high country. Jim working hard to earn the respect of the men who looked down on him. The story of Jim’s journey into manhood makes the movie outstanding.
Add to that…the music by Bruce Rowland…WOWSER BOWSER MAN!!! The music composition is incredible. He did a phenomenal job writing that music. Forever imprinted in my heart and mind.
Add to that…the cinematography…glorious. I love the shots of the horses in the mountains. I think my favorite part of the movie is Jim descending the mountain and herding the horses to the corral. The scenery combined with the music…divine. 😍
Interviews
I have been watching the interviews with Tom and the other cast members. Love how they are bringing the movie back after 40 years of it sitting dormant. I used to own that movie on VHS, then later on DVD. During my teenage years, that movie along with some John Wayne movies kind of sealed the deal for me on Westerns. That may be in part why I love Louis L’Amour books like I do. Takes me back to pleasant childhood memories.
Father has something He wants me to see and understand with all this horse and Western stuff. It is related to Revelation 19. Quite sure of that. Still sorting and processing stuff.
Donovan and Vanessa
On the blog in the past, I have mentioned a convo Father and I had about Hannah versus Vanessa. I have said to Him on repeat…if the Bride of Christ is a picture of Hannah…I am not teaching Her. NOT doing it. Hannah has been a prophetic picture of the state of the Bride of Christ for me…for years now.
In part of that conversation, I said…if She is like Vanessa…I am on board 100%.
We made a switch…finally. Hannah’s heart crossed over to be like Vanessa’s heart. Glory be. Hallelujah.
Now we have switched over to Donovan being a picture of my male child…a man I am super pleased with…and Vanessa being the new prophetic picture of the Bride of Christ that is coming soon. I can’t tell you how relieved this ole gal is.
This…I can do. Vanessa’s heart is tender. Willing to be shaped and molded easily to please Father/Son/Spirit.
We are in a really good place. Super exciting development for me.
This is the visibility at the beach early in the morning when I was leaving Olympic. I had to walk the beach no matter what the visibility was. I donned my winter coat and off Tonto and I went. 😜
Landman
I feel led to share a couple of puzzle pieces I have been chewing on for several weeks. Going to just set them here. Not sure why.
One is the series Landman with Billy Bob Thorton. My friend Ashley and I were talking about the oil industry weeks ago. She asked me…have you seen the series Landman? I replied…never heard of it. Her response was…you should check it out. I think you would like it.
I knew that was a pin from Father.
Later, I binge-watched the whole season. Wow…I didn’t know I liked Billy Bob. Can’t remember watching him in anything previously. Father and I have been talking about the strongholds of oil and drugs in this world. Fascinating. It is something I have been chewing and stewing on.
My favorite character in the show is Cooper. WOWSER BOWSER MAN…the boy is a MAN. I love how the writers made him such a skinny little underdog. A man who looks like a fragile man child…yet inside he is a powerhouse of a man. His heart…his mindset…wow! The dude makes me say wow in such a stunning way.
They slowly build this picture of strength in him as you see him serving Ariana. The scene that absolutely slays me though is when he pulls up his shirt and says to her…let my body be the evidence of my love for you.
SWOON!!!!!!!! Cue the tears!!!!!! Oh my goodness…such a powerful picture of Jesus Christ dying for His Bride. The scars on His body are the evidence of His great and undying love for Her.
Could you not just die???? I think I did. Oh, my heart. ❤️ Bravo writers!!! Way to show men how to be a man!!! 👏
The Day of the Jackal
Lastly, sharing a text convo between Vanessa and I. Always…the blue boxes are mine. She told me I should watch that show. It was a pin from Father…so I binge-watched it too.
Wow…crazy good.
It ties in with Satan, death, and curses.
I am still chewing and stewing on the two series and what Father wants me to glean from them both.
We have been walking through that valley between the mountains of life and blessings and death and curses. These shows are part of that valley.
Super excited to finish up the processing and get all the yummy truths I need.
I have been telling Christ…just tell me the truth man. All of it. I need it. 😂
There Ya Go
Now ya know some of the work I have been immersing myself in. Believing I am leaving soon. Not sure where I am headed to. For now, it is a super-secret surprise. Going to keep knocking on the door to see if I can get some more information.
Maybe by being obedient to write this post and hit publish…I will get to where I need to move to. 🤷♀️
Well…thanks for stopping by and checking in on the latest update of Crazy Crystal living in the Twilight Zone. 😂
Have a marvy day!!! As always planning on it myself!