The Kingdom of heaven is an expanse of territory and terrain that is first outworked in me. (the Kingdom of Heaven within) Then I follow the river through the temple door into The kingdom of His domain, the realm of Heaven. My heart looks different than His. Therefore my perceptions of His kingdom in me will travel through a process of change, transformation, opening ideas, and portals to explore. Like the tribes of Israel and their inheritance. Each one had the different blessing and opportunity to engage the dominion of the current (wilderness king) government there. Jesus first led me into this particular library on the Eve of a New Year. I was seeking the Lord for insight and direction. Seated in the center are large round tables conveniently placed around the room just like a university library. There is a retrieving place to set the books you have taken off the shelf and a chair to sit and study/encounter. This particular morning Jesus took me into the room and pulled from the shelf a "cookie tin" that was familiar to me. I put Christmas cookies in it every year. Inside the tin was a handwritten note saying: “New Era.” I also was escorted into the same library room the following year. The word written was: “Container-ship.” Together we're learning something about the significance of the library. It has recorded information about doors into future eras. I'll pause there! If you're interested, I have made available the messages during this period and if you would like to listen in on some of the ways the Lord unpacked those "words." You may listen to the podcasts on Podomatic. See Northwest Bliss. Page 94: Journaling Note: Yippee this works!!! from my iPad right next to the PC. Fascinating, in the spirit, there is a golden trophy, like a winner's cup, set up on top of my bookshelf here in my office, next to Michael the angel, the same figurine that also sat on my Grandma's shelf in her office. This photo of my Grandma "Eloyce" Anderson, dropped out of my Mom and Dad's Wedding album when I was gathering pictures for there 65th Anniversary announcement. Now you can actually see "Michael" generationally speaking. I was thinking out-loud and wondered? Any chance that Michael the Arc angel was in relationship with my Grandma? Did she keep it a secret or did the framework of her denomination hinder her from truly having relationship? What do you think? It was one of her desires to write a book and get published, She is very proud of me accomplishing The UnFinished Book. Sad to say this photo taken where the office looks tidy, her best intentions always had to clean the office first before creativity ever sat down. Food for thought. Shop with us Support us
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I'm Kristen WambachI'm all grown up (I think?) Along my journey of searching for answers, I found them. I went from spiritual blindness to OMG! With a driving niche as an entrepreneur. I love hanging out with our four sons, riding with my husband on his Harley, and creating all things hospitality. My mission? To help others see "beyond" and own their awesomeness within!
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Request from Episode 141 This is what God placed on my heart: Listeners send Encouraging stories about the creative ways you have "Heard" or received an answer from God. Please share your mystical woo woo too! Send to: [email protected] Gods assignment for us: to encourage the body of Christ, His kids to hear, respond and grow in our authentic experiential relationship with Him. (Imagine the possibilities) Guidelines 1. Positive (God is Good) Stories will be shared on INP Podcast 2. Minor editing or shortening the story may be done to prepare the story to be shared in an episode. 3. I value relationship: please share with me your real name, place of origin and accessible email address if I have a question. 4. I will respond received your email 5. I Promise to share first names and location only! thank you so much for your help and participation. Kristen p.s. Story's will be shared over a period of future episodes. |