Spirit helper speaking

(Azoria:) The rewards are not what it’s about. They’re just things that a Loving God gives to His children because He loves them. So you must remember that you weren’t sent to this Earth for a “treasure hunt”. That’s not the goal –to garner rewards. You were sent to Earth because you needed extra schooling: you wanted to learn something. The tests and trials can seem hard, but you should remind yourself that they’re just par for the course. You have to open your eyes to see what it is that the Lord is trying to teach you through this test—since that is what all these tests are for, for you to learn  something. So instead of complaining or moaning, and saying that “my life” is too hard, just remind yourself: “This is a School. I’m here as a student. This is not ‘my Life’. My Life is back in Heaven. Right now I’m on an assignment.”

If you think that this is your life, then you’re too attached to this present World. You’ve let down roots and have started to grow here. You don’t have the Heavenly Vision anymore; the Earth life has gotten hold of you. You have to realign your vision every day because you’re surrounded by the Earth and its people. You’re surrounded by devils and demons of carnality, of lust, and of self. This world wars against your spirit and is trying every day to bring it into subjection, into chains. It’s a struggle every day, small or great: it’s a struggle for survival. Every single day you make choices to either step up a level in the spirit or go down a level closer to the dead heads and the mud men of this earth. It’s a school, remember, and you can either choose to apply yourself to your studies or fool around in the world –trip off, waste time and accomplish nothing. Remember, you have to die daily. It’s not a one-time thing. You’re standing on a slippery uphill mountain, and if you don’t make some forward progress every day, you begin to slide back down and become again as they are—earthy, sensual, devilish. It’s a fight to stay on the high grounds of the Spirit because you have to keep moving higher and higher. The water of the world never stops rising, so what once was the high ground of yesterday is not the high ground of today.


“If you think that this is your life, then you’re too attached to this present World. You’ve let down roots and have started to grow here.”


Fields of airyn

“When you are lost, I will give you sight; when in despair, I will give you hope; when on the verge of collapse, I will raise you up; when hopelessness surrounds you, I will restore your vision; when all seems lost, I will bring victory all through the power of the keys of the Kingdom.”






Victory from self pity

Spirit helper speaking:

The rod of correction will drive it far from your bosom. I don’t wish to share the bed with Oogles, the thief who steals precious joy right from where I placed it. You can’t have a gold miner and a thief dwelling together. Just like light and dark can’t live together, so is it that the hinderer of joy can’t exist well with peace and joy. I won’t tolerate it.

So up to the bed of paradise, stripped and ready for long and hard riding. It’s there that we learn the tough lessons. Loving in a heavenly realm will take you to a place where Oogles can’t ride. But when you go back down, you do need to watch your back, for a bare back that carries cares rather than a righteous cross will have its pack added to.  Weariness will set in, and you’ll be offended –off ended– finished before properly done.

When I see Oogles coming around, I crack my whip. This is to alert you that something is going on. If your ears don’t hear and make you turn and face him down, and then jump high into the sky to be held in the arms of your loving Jesus, then I strike. I strike you down, so that you have to be looking up. If you won’t go up, at least you can be looking up and wishing you were there. Then your “back is covered” by the ground, and he can’t add more cares to your sack.

Then I stand over you with whip in hand and command you to rise, and rise up high enough. But I do wish you would have listened the first time so we could have skipped the messy and painful stage of the protection force.

(Question: What does the whip sound like, so I can be attentive and aware?)

(Message continues: ) It comes in many ways, as many as the events of the day: the whispers that you are always to be listening to, the messages of prophecy, the ideas that keep you inspired, the reminders, the voice of the wild wind. Always be listening—not to your own thoughts, but to the spirit realm that trains you, leads you and directs you. You are not there for yourself. You never have been and shan’t be. You are there as servant of the living God.

Paul was whacked down into the dirt, so he’d look up. A murderer he was, but still God could use him. An example of what to do and what not to do was he. Yet if he gave in to the ‘poor me’s’ that would have been his downfall. Sure, he was hounded and on death’s list. Even the disciples didn’t want the likes of him around. But he had one goal in mind: Jesus’ will and doing it at all costs.

So what are you complaining about? I’ll whip that whimper out of your soul if you dare to cling to it like a ragged teddy bear that isn’t helping you win a race.

Put down the dummy, and get up and riding. Your hands need to be free to hold the reins—that’s us—and your mouth needs nothing to block it so we can enter freely with strong words.

Will you grow up? Or do you want to stay in kindergarten with the rebels who have to keep learning how to say “Yes sir” and do what they are told? If you are grown, eventually you get to be the teller, and help out a bit, not be one of the toddlers whimpering around, needing something to suck on that does you no good. A false sucker that is.

I’ve got something that you should be sucking on daily, and it’s hot and freely flowing with elixir that heals your wounded heart. Get sucking and you’ll grow. Big sucks for big girls. Let’s go. I’ve got more cherry treasure than you can imagine. I’ll give you any pure pleasure from the throne of the King that suits your taste buds. There is nothing I will deny you, if only you will leave the soothing-yourself fake for the real thing.

How do you stop sucking on the wrong things? Thoughts, always thoughts. Thoughts of you, and what more you can do for yourself. If it’s not coming from the throne of God, a directive from Jesus, but something you are chasing after to make yourself feel better from the last bonk you gave yourself through blinding chasing a dream, it’s only going to keep you in sorrow.

I’ll put it more plainly.

You want a family who loves you, cherishes you, thinks your thoughts, does what you are wishing for, and makes life a heaven for you, here and now. And since that isn’t the game plan for anyone on this planet, here and now, you are sour –soured on life, on love, on happiness. And content to make others feel your woes and want. It’s a tool you use to try to make things better. But it’s like building a brick house with a fork or spoon. Wrong tools won’t do the job.

(Note: I can testify this worked wonders. I started to rebuke the thoughts of self pity just like any other mental attack and give no place—and it especially worked well when I rebuked the demon by name with the derogatory handle given in this message.  I am a new person. And a week or so later the Lord started handing out some satisfaction in ways I never expected. Once you start praising and stop whining, the Lord shows what great things He has up His sleeve. It really works.)


“Paul was whacked down into the dirt, so he’d look up. A murderer he was, but still God could use him.”



Revelation 12

“Nothing can withstand the power of the keys. Use them to change your wrong mindsets and see things in My light.”





i have made thee a watchman

The darkness will grow deeper as  time passes and My coming draws close. My children everywhere are waking from slumber. They are seeing the hopelessness of their position. Some are looking up and asking Me,”Why? What happened? Wherefore did we not see our path? Now look at us. Look, dear Jesus, we are lost and there is little hope of ever coming out again. The darkness is too thick; hopelessness is all around, and we have truly lost our way.”

I say to you, My shepherds: raise that lamp higher. Don’t allow your arm to tire; lift the lamp and allow its rays of hope to pierce the darkness and reach those heads that hang low. My Word is strong meat; it is milk. It is for babes, and it is for men and women of faith. I allow it to penetrate deep into the hearts and lives of those whom I am calling, those who need a sharp prod from My goad. It is those that are trying to yield, those who see their predicament and are calling for the Good Shepherd to help them. So I come, but sometimes My first prod comes as a shock. This is a good thing –a needed jolt. Coming out of sleep like that can be a rude awakening. Pray for these ones and for the others that are not of this fold. Your part is to pray for your lost brethren. Don’t be weary in well doing, for in due season you shall reap a mighty harvest of Endtime witnesses.


“I say to you, My shepherds: raise that lamp higher. Don’t allow your arm to tire; lift the lamp and allow its rays of hope to pierce the darkness and reach those heads that hang low.”



the lamp





Call on the keys of faith to help you to see everything in a new light.” 






Prophecy bites

More from the “Seeds of David”: Ancydea

I know you are hurting, Darling. We all are. But it’s a pain that will pass. We’ll light up again and fly high with new joys before time is up. Be glad you have time left on your hands. And if you feel you are broken in too many ways to get those wings to fly again, then just run; run with all your might, and He’ll renew your strength. Before too long, the wind might just catch your wings and straighten them out again, and even if you can’t flap them hard and fast yet, the wind under your wings will hold you up and get you buoyed up and gliding.

Wounds are hard to recover from, but take heart and know that not one bit of the suffering and pain of the current situation is going to be wasted. It’s going to be milked for the most it can, and bring back good into your life.

No, darling, you didn’t fail—you are still in the game and still doing your best, even if “best” doesn’t look as shiny as you’d like it to be. You did your best under enormous challenges and tight circumstances. But just because you didn’t reach your ideal goals doesn’t mean you didn’t do what you were mean to do.

You see so many failures, so many broken tools that you tried to use. So many plants that just didn’t grow like you were hoping they would. It’s going to be a tough fight now. Nothing about it is easy. Prayer is going to see you through. Prayer and a bit of perspiration. … Be brave. You really can’t tick every box and feel like a winner in all things.

But did you hear from Jesus about something today? And did you put into practice at least one or two things that He asked of you in the past little while, to the best of your ability? Good Darling. Your heart is right, even if your hands and feet can’t work and run as fast as you’d wish, and not as many “priorities” are tended to each day. Be brave. It’s all going to come together like a grand, numerous piece, multi dimensional puzzle. 

And we’re not over yet. There’s more to come, you’ll see. And remember too, that when you are serving the Lord, there is plenty that won’t seem right to your eyes –right now– that is. But you are not the judge. You can leave the final score up to the One who made the game.

THE MYSTERIOUS KEYS an end time post



Or it will beat you

“I am reaching for you. I am extending My hands to you. Is it too great a thing for Me to ask you to come to Me? Is the burden too grievous? Are your hands too weary?”

Vision: (I see a young man in a little room with his hands over his face. It feels so cold –like there is absolutely nothing warm in this place where he is. There is even ice covering the walls, it is so cold; the man is shaking. He is sitting at a desk and it seems as though his legs are paralyzed with the cold. He can’t get away from the cold place. I see the door is open, but he can’t get up and go because he is freezing, and he can’t move.

The coldness has crept in and it has bound you there. It has made you feel like there is no escape. Your hands and fingers cannot feel like they used to; they’re numb.

“My child, My child, My child. It is not for you to understand; it is not for you to be responsible. Oh, how the nights have been so long in the cold, and how you have toiled to find rest. Sweet child, although you do not see Me because it’s so dark, I have always been there in your little room. I have stood in this cold with you, and I have been where you have been.”

Vision: ( I see now this man is crying. He is saying something that I cannot understand. It’s like he can’t even say words… it’s his heart that seems to be speaking and it just comes out in this sound from his mouth.

The scene then zooms out and I see that there are hundreds of evil-looking creatures surrounding this room, but there aren’t any inside. I notice now that in the room there are patches of light, just like rays of light that come from a window, except there are no windows.

When the man spoke with his heart, it was like the light grew and became hotter. )

Prophecy: “I don’t expect you to be able to look at Me or even talk to Me yet. Let your yearning for freedom cry out to Me and the warmth of God will increase in your life.”

Vision: (The light is spinning around. It’s very beautiful, but it seems held back. The man seems to be struggling inwardly so much that he is shaking hard. But then suddenly he looks straight at the Light. It seems to be burning his eyes as he looks, but as he does, his legs begin to thaw and he can now move.  Tears stream from his eyes because the light is so bright. Like the heart language he spoke before, it seems torrents of confusion, pain and torment are being released from his soul. I can feel it pouring out of him.  

The light is calling him to get up and go before the coldness comes back; it is spinning and  calling to him. Then a beautiful girl made of light appears in the room. She too is weeping; her tears fall down so hard. Her tears fall on the man’s face and she asks him if he wants to let all tears he has ever cried, all the regret, all the pain, all the confusion, and all the grief be given to her. He seems afraid and unable to speak. She opens her hands and her tears flow; she kneels in front of him and asks him again. There is so much feeling in the room… like years and years of hurt and anguish are being poured out. It seems as it pours out she is taking it and in its place she is healing the man. He looks at her and he seems so deeply hurt, but she takes him in her arms and says : “I am love , I am healing. I am forgiveness; I am faith. I am trust, and I am yours. I am the Holy Spirit, and I am here to take you out of this room forever. But you must be willing to come with Me. Come with Me, My love and find solace in My bosom. I love you.”

“I want to save you from the darkness, so the light that gave you freedom can also save others that are trapped in the darkness. They need you.”

Beat Bitterness

“The light is calling him to get up and go -before the coldness comes back. It is spinning and  is calling to him. Then a beautiful girl made of light appears in the room. She too is weeping.”



“The Happy End”

One day soon, Jesus is coming back to take back what rightfully belongs to Him. All tears will cease, all regret will disappear, all lost hope will be restored…then.





submitted to MB; from a young adult

Prophecy: Gird Up and Be Ready

“Gird up the loins of your mind. The devil is come forth having great wrath for he sees his time is coming. The world rocks and reels at his moves. The pieces on the board sway to his every move; he is drunk with power. He laughs at My people. Yet little does he know, I am raising up My army of the end, my band of warriors, My elite. Well have I hidden them, here and there do they dot the land. He is a fool, for soon they -you- shall spring forth, and in his drunken stupor, he shall fall. But be ready and stay close, hold on tight to the keys.  For he shall rise, and even now he does search the earth for any who would oppose him.

Stand fast, My love, gird up the loins of your mind, put on My mind, seal your thought with the Keys of My spirit and be ready. He seeks to pull you off the wall, to render you useless by weakening your channel with the cares and worries and things of this world. Be not deceived, be forewarned and forearmed. Stand close and fight on. I am with you and I have the power you need to defeat him and whatever he would throw at you, if you will but hold on and fight. Fight, My love. Stay close and come to Me in prophecy about every situation. Yield to My voice, and stray not.  I am the good shepherd and I watch after My sheep. Trust and obey.  I love you.”

Gird up and be ready

“Stand fast, My love, gird up the loins of your mind, put on My mind, seal your thought with the Keys of My spirit and be ready.”



“O’er Uncharted Seas”

A song to rouse the valiant and take up the challenge as we enter the uncharted seas of the great tribulation.