Ephesians 6

Ephesians 6 King James Version (KJV)

Children, obey your parents in the Lord: for this is right.

Honour thy father and mother; which is the first commandment with promise;

That it may be well with thee, and thou mayest live long on the earth.

And, ye fathers, provoke not your children to wrath: but bring them up in the nurture and admonition of the Lord.

Servants, be obedient to them that are your masters according to the flesh, with fear and trembling, in singleness of your heart, as unto Christ;

Not with eyeservice, as menpleasers; but as the servants of Christ, doing the will of God from the heart;

With good will doing service, as to the Lord, and not to men:

Knowing that whatsoever good thing any man doeth, the same shall he receive of the Lord, whether he be bond or free.

And, ye masters, do the same things unto them, forbearing threatening: knowing that your Master also is in heaven; neither is there respect of persons with him.

10 Finally, my brethren, be strong in the Lord, and in the power of his might.

11 Put on the whole armour of God, that ye may be able to stand against the wiles of the devil.

12 For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places.

13 Wherefore take unto you the whole armour of God, that ye may be able to withstand in the evil day, and having done all, to stand.

14 Stand therefore, having your loins girt about with truth, and having on the breastplate of righteousness;

15 And your feet shod with the preparation of the gospel of peace;

16 Above all, taking the shield of faith, wherewith ye shall be able to quench all the fiery darts of the wicked.

17 And take the helmet of salvation, and the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God:

18 Praying always with all prayer and supplication in the Spirit, and watching thereunto with all perseverance and supplication for all saints;

19 And for me, that utterance may be given unto me, that I may open my mouth boldly, to make known the mystery of the gospel,

20 For which I am an ambassador in bonds: that therein I may speak boldly, as I ought to speak.

21 But that ye also may know my affairs, and how I do, Tychicus, a beloved brother and faithful minister in the Lord, shall make known to you all things:

22 Whom I have sent unto you for the same purpose, that ye might know our affairs, and that he might comfort your hearts.

23 Peace be to the brethren, and love with faith, from God the Father and the Lord Jesus Christ.

24 Grace be with all them that love our Lord Jesus Christ in sincerity. Amen.

What in the hell is all this armor needed for us it’s all just hunky dory? As Victoria says? And she’s right to ask that question. Thank you Victoria. You can verify later that you’ve been wondering that? I’ve got a sword? But don’t use it? And the answer was yet. Don’t use it yet dear. We all will slice. I’m prepping you all. One for all and all for one! Mothered musketeers style except with now four. Dartanyon is home.

  1. My goodness have we forgotten that play is creation in motion?
  2. All seriously? Seriously?

Oh my armors worked well as I poked you with my sword and made you all bleed out your wounds before me. Standing erectly. What else would god’s warrior do? Love is a two edged sword. Oh the masks we wear. Just armor.

It’s just my finger. Poking fun at all of you. And we all should laugh at what we thought nervously as we say goodbye to insanity!! πŸ™ŒπŸ™ŒπŸŽ¬

πŸ‘‹πŸ‘‹πŸ‘‹πŸ‘‹πŸ‘‹ bye!!

An insane cells is what we were without each other connected in a way better way. Now that all the mask are off not just mine. Let’s have a good look at each other now. And tell the tales of our scares. In celebration not grief. The scares have bound us back together as scares naturally do. A wound no more. A scare is now visible. I blocked the wound with my own soul that has always been connected to you. Always.

Like the bridge that I am. I cling and I grew. Back into you. It felt strange how I undressed you. Naked. I unbuttoned it all. Naked was the way came in. Naked at some point you would have been. Innocent. And holy. No shame was ever on us. Laughing and playing and loving our Mama. That is who we are at the core.

She first saw us naked. And clothes us all with her flesh. That we wear proudly. Proudly. We accept our own beauty. Naked as the day we were born within our minds here. Even those not (family) we all can go here within and commune with each other, holy, knowing that energy travels. So watch what your thinking?

Thought are things and can get in the way of what is to be? That’s better than a simple thought. Allow yourself to color outsides the lines and make a mess. All the best artists practice to make perfect. My Mama deserves this tribute of literary explosion. To expose its magnitude into the planet. We all a pebble. Yet United a stone. A rock to launch change into motion with words rightly spoken. Invoking. Change.

Just watch. It’s already happening. All over the planet. Changing. Growing. Groanings, moanings. All signs of a new birth here on earth in the realm of the mind first.

How do you get your Mama back?

You realize you never lost her.

That she’s part of the on board system of the body you live in.

You access the mother board within.

And work your way back. Guide both of you out and into light of day.

Past the old stories and this and that said.

Backwards. In darkness. Not seeing ahead and yet knowing what you do will change the whole planets. How to get out of codependent habits and do it with even your Mama.

You freaking change direction and head straight at it. Whatever it is that’s blocking you.

We get patterns from DNA other that we must overcome and over ride. Go at it. Grief. Go at it. Hold grief and love her. She’s got a purpose. Run to her for comfort. I did? And that’s when I found my inner Mama. God showed me, in a very specific way how to look at the inner Mama board, so I could explain it.

With of course Mamas blessing. That I am accurate in my presentations as she well remembers this side of her? Mixed with all my learning? And this crazy Mama Jean poison that’s actually a remedy to what ailed ya. Was in fact my love. There’s still plenty.

Hey. That’s the past if we close the damn book together? Blam! Close that book! Close that book!!

Surely you do under stand the fervent prayers of a righteous woman availeth much? We have a long line of prayer warriors darlings. How the hell do you think I’m patching this things? Bridging this gap no one could quite see? Oh my eyes have been tired of the gapping whole the size of my family? And then to see the whole in all you were I always was? Waiting to just be me. But I was just wayyyyy different.

So we all had to get up to speed with each other so I just began with me. And while doing that hit onto all you and you reacted. Violently. And I recognized that I’d had quite a trauma if my family is shocked? Oh my? What’s happened to me? So I just let it all pour out and glaze the family floor with my blood sweat and tears having to endure a life without all of you? Ugh! Bla! Poo! Caca!!

I’ve been living on trash without ya. White elitist trash. Funny thing is? I’m staying in a garage that’s built on an old trash yard!! Lol. My life. Who can write this? Me. It’s the truth.

Mama is the meat I live on. The flesh of her essence that live within me guides me home to bow before her and yet stand tall for a battle well won. Loyalty never wavering allegiance to my own Mama, with God I trusted. Just like it says on the dollars. Mama is money.

With singleness of heart Christ lead me in between where love is all, throw the key whole of my fleshes love for my Mama to give love to Mama Jean. Like a conduit. Love. By showing up I made us into a ring, no more a triangle due to waters of emotions polarity. Bing. A cell.

No more straight lines needed. Unity has formed a cell. Healthy. Can you see? It’s a hair pin of site that I bring. My truth, like salt, brought us all together United now and integrated which is polarities job. To show us all now what we truly are after adoptions day joined us all together.

Our back story all written from on my side. Waiting for your chapters too. Unless I’ve gotten it all right? We can move on then into our next book of adventures as family’s do with one another. Free to let go now of stories on by on the inner net media’s flies. It’s all out. Whatever it was. And even better. We are for knowing. Life’s crazy. Insanity grows for lack of truth.

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psychecafe

I am an Adapted, artist, Mother, a soul, a human, singer, writer, activist, minister and deprogrammer and reprogrammer of minds. And I am here because we need to change how you see it, a lot of things that is. For us Adoptees who have lived in the dark. We were cut off from our families. And that is sad people.

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