Olive Tree Blessings L137

I started out the day today with remembering how to use my gifts and what I taught when I first showed myself to the world in 2014. Before complete darkness from incomplete souls used what I taught to do spell work, witchcraft, voodoo and all sorts of rituals that I never even thought about, knew or considered. All I wanted to do was bring people the joy that I discovered while painting in my attic.
When I partnered with a drummer who was learning Cherokee ways of life, the big bad wolf, demons and everything evil blew my house down, so I thought. You see, God is the Author of my life and He is strongest in my weakness. What appeared to be defeat was actually something far greater than my understanding. Remember, God’s ways are higher than ours and so are His thoughts. Think about it, He spoke and created the world. Hello? Haha. When I signed up to bring joy to others, I was led to the slaughter, no doubt about that. I didn’t understand it at the time because I wasn’t rooted in scripture.
When I had finished marinating a painting in the sun and moon for three days and three nights an owl came swooping into my patio balcony in Colorado. I knew then, it was time to go to war, not by power and not by might but with my faith. I knew then that God had me doing work that no man or woman could answer to, explain or see. When I was about to come to my birthplace after seeing the owl I was given simple instruction from YHWH. It was this: River, birthstone, Grotto. All of this points to John 3:16, the Super Duty to serve all of humanity with the heavy laiden of Spiritual Gifts. Today, we cross a threshold of seeing, believing and only because the following instruction was heeded: Stay back. Sit.
When God moved me last May to the South, I let the rosary lead me and to that found the shrine of Our Lady of La Leche. It’s National. It’s Huge. I denied it when I was there but did touch it a few times because I knew I was supposed to. Touched it with Spiritual Gifts and found the answer to the conundrum. Today, it is in this painting. A painting that God is ushering in through me. Look at the people walking up. As I stand back I see them walking up the side of a Grotto that Jesus built with His Heart. They are walking in repentance and the higher they get the more their shadows fade away. The Hearts within the painting are children who were aborted. Lost souls so to speak but not lost at all because Jesus is holding them with Blessed Mother Mary, where it is safe and sound.
in Jesus’ name. Amen.