Wild Weed to Flower

Listen For the Fathers Voice

As I was exploring my blog, I accidentally came across an AI assistant that gives you blog post ideas you can edit or use as your own post and publish to your blog. It creates the blog based on your blog theme, or what AI thinks is your blog theme. I read through one idea about spending time with God and was not impressed by its robotic content and tone. Besides, who would want information about spending time with God from a computer? Only real people can hear from the Hol

Father God, I approach you with much fear and trembling I don’t want to put anyone before you, no idol or emblem I want only to seek your face, your heart, your way I most certainly don’t want to be led astray I desire your will, your precepts, your doctrine to know I want my mind to be focused on you, not tossed to-and-fro Concern grips my thoughts, Am I seeking answers where I should not? Father, work with me if you will. Guide me and keep me from swallowing lies pill. I kn

Received From God the Father~ March 31, 2025 6 :51 am Hear. The Word from The Lord: My children, REPENT, REPENT, REPENT, for my judgment is at the door. You will not harken unto my voice; you will not see the signs of the times. You seek man for your answers, you seek man for your validation, you put your trust in this world system, you seek to build your kingdoms of sand, and not upon the Rock, My Son Yeshua. Behold, I AM. You will soon see how frail and dust-like you

Note: Interestingly, I have never had a dream that I can remember, which continued after I awoke and went to sleep again. There were three interruptions during this dream. The first part was interrupted when I awoke and went to the bathroom. I returned to bed, and the dream continued where it left off. The second part of the dream was interrupted when I became hot and arose from bed to adjust the temperature on the heater in my room. The third part, or the end of the dream,

When my image of you was my earthly father. When I gave him your place in my heart. His words tore me and wounded me. Lord, I knew you not. When he was absent, and I felt abandoned. When he caused my tears to fall. When his anger struck fear in my heart, I knew you not at all When I turned to him for comfort and there was none to be found. When my heart and soul longed for love, suffering and sorrow were around When I hid my true self, for fear of rejection, turning others

Where do I find you Lord? In the early morn Before I open my eyes You sit by my side Waiting for me to awake Will I choose to stay and talk with you Will I run off and find things to do Will my thoughts be held captive today or tomorrow? Where do I find you Lord? ~amk ~~~~~~~ Awake, my child, I am here living within you Knowing your every need, watching over you continually Your need is only to be in my presence Seek me in the quiet stillness There you will find me, waiting f

Living well is a Discipline and an art I AM the Divine and Holy Artist My creations are never wrong nor flawed Each brush stroke is exact, precisely where I have planned it Each color, selected with care Each form of the clay is molded and constructed to perfection Holding its place where I have intended Discipline your thoughts to stay upon Me, the Lord of your life I will paint, color, and mold you All My creations, which I have selected and sealed Will not be left behind,

Know Your God! Draw Near to Him! (2 Tim 3: 1-5) 'But mark this: There will be terrible times in the last days. People will be lovers of themselves, lovers of money, boastful, proud, abusive, disobedient to their parents, ungrateful, unholy, without love, unforgiving, slanderous, without self-control, brutal, not lovers of the good, treacherous, rash, conceited, lovers of pleasure rather than lovers of God— having a form of godliness but denying its power. Have nothing to