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Hey you guys!!!!! In my best Goonies, voice. Laughing….

And, I believe they said IT on the electric company too. Today, Jesus says it, to US. Yes, THIS is US. Life, is a HALLMARK film, with pockets, of horror. Not by my design. I would choose the FIRST one, never the second. At least, NOT on purpose. But God.

As the song, “He knows MY Name” comes flowing in. It is like a boxing match between the beautiful and serene. And, of course, the complete opposite, to extremes. JESUS is the referee. Every single sport, same. Fun and games? Well, yes and NO.

Why? It is simple. JESUS says. Remember games, as a kid? What kind did you play? Is there a favorite, coming back 2 you, today? My favorite, then…WAS Hide and SEEK. It seemed WE would play, with every kid, on the block. It would get DARKER around US, yet WE did NOT care. We just wanted to keep on playing.

No ONE worried about horror, interrupting. There was simply, JOY…every single TIME, WE found someone! And, THEN, there was a tinge of disappointment, when WE were found. Do you REMEMBER? I do…I do…bet YOU do too. It SEEMS like it WAS a simpler time. And I guess in some ways, it was.

But in OTHER ways, there was just as much congestion and traffic jams. Not to mention, here and there in atmosphere; SMOG. In every city, there is pollution. There WAS then, and now. Yet, the solution, is the SAME. For EVERY single, math equation in LIFE, JESUS actually IS the answer.

He requests to BE invited, into our messes. He humbly seeks to be PART of “our universe.” And, when we ALLOW Him IN, yes there IS CHANGE. There IS most definitely a REARREANGE in furniture.

I used to, when i “GOT into TROUBLE” get sent, to my ROOM. While IN there, I encountered a lot. I would rearrange the furniture, and clean up the space. Eventually, my parents would forget about ME. And when it got dark, I would realize the door…opened. I would then, go find them. and I wanted to BLESS them. I truly wanted to make them smile.

The desire, was to calm the fire of disobey, and disarray. Yet, rarely was there a great response, in kind. Most of the time, it was a blow off, it seemed. So, the next day, though I tried…cycle, continued. I cried a lot. I felt disconnected, from the others.

Especially my brothers, though we could play games. That WAS our safe space. Did you play Monopoly? How bout Clue. Or Atari? Nintendo, then? Games were NOT about winning. They were about connections. Each game had a specific direction.

From heaven 2 EARTH, with JOY…

This entry jumped a bit. Jump rope, roller skates, and ice skates. Fun galore. THIS is what is IN store, from heaven 2 earth.

Yet, WHAT IS it WORTH 2 you? To ME?

What is the EVERYTHING here?

When I was a child…I thought like a child. I fought like one too. Now, I bless the children around US. There is a CHILD in me, and a CHILD in you.

1 Corinthians 13:11

Many Blessings to you,

Elea and Fam

Hi everyone. It has been a while, since writing in this neighborhood. Smiles.

I began writing at 439, this morning. It is now 6:10 am. And, I am only now, bringing it forth, by GRace. And it is funny, because instead of mad, I am beginning to laugh. And yall, THAAT has been a LOOOOOOOOOOONG time coming.

Quite frankly, it has been a combination of things, today. One challenge, is the NEED to FOCUS. You SEE LAZER focus on JEsus, is simple. In some contect, it means you WILL get interrupted. Is that hard for you? Do you FEEL your time is precious, or fleeting?

In life, it is often tough, to appreciate each moment. Because, it seems EVERYTHING and EVERYONE is VYING for our time. Some, lie and manipulate, JUST to get it. Yes, that is this world.

WE only RENT time, while our heart beats. WE definitely do NOT own it, NOR can WE control it. Contrary to a popular belief, that it BELONGS to US. Because yall, like it or NOT. EVERY single solitary thing, including TIME, has been given to JESUS.

Though the clock in heaven is different. Jesus showed me one time, that it always says twelve. Heavenly crews are on CONSTANT clean up duty. Because have you noticed, this world can be pretty dirty. Laughing…because is THAT not the understatement of the century?

The title of this BLOG came into process, in 2018. For those of you, who follow this NEVERENDING story… THAT was the year JESUS made me whole!!!! There was a promise made to me, in 2015. And that year, in July it was fulfilled.

Have you ever had promises fulfilled to you? Or, have you LIVED a life, full of so many broken promises? Because, for ME, this particular ONE, was and IS Key. Waiting for warmth… that was ME. In some ways, it switched. On July 12, 2018 the warmth came. And now, I am aware of the cold. Yet, it does not, SWAY me, as it once did!

YAY for that!!!! So grateful to God, for Grace to heal.

WE ALL have that available. IT is a BEAUTIFUL gift! Yet, who receives it with joy?!?!

I know, it has been an adjustment, HERE to wake up to Grace.

Many are still waiting for warmth. Our hearts go out to them. WE pray for them….often.

Yet, WE are NOT the Saviour. WE never EVER will BE….

When people make comments, like such and such is literally “Jesus” , often the meaning is… JESUS is the heart, of that person.

And should that NOT be the goal. TO surrender our STUFF, to JESUS? Because, I can PROMISE, that is when the REAL healing, begins.

There is so much to say, on this topic….

But for now, I will tell YOU….

That obeying right away, to JESUS leading… is a path to FREEDOM, never knowing that, at a young age. Yet, suspecting the truth. Turned down, everytime, that page of the book…of LIFE was opened. But GOD.

The song on… “What’s my age again” (Blink – 182) When I looked up, the number 182…in the bible. It had, and HAS very much significance to ME.

I encourage you, to seek about and find the wisdom. There is GRACE always to learn, grow and create… up to a point.

I feel today, the scripture, that keeps coming to ME, is

CREATE in ME (and US) a NEW heart (transformed, connected to HEAVEN, LIVING WHOLE)

and RENEW a RIGHT spirit in me. ( and ALL of US)

Psalm 51:!0

Love you all, and I will return, as I can.

Blessings,

Elea and Family