A Fresh Coat

A fresh coat.

A new coat of freshness.

An overcoat.

An over cloak.

A coat of exposure.

A revealing coat.

A coat of revelation.

A cloak of refreshment.

A cloak of absorption.

A cloak to absorb.

A flowing coat.

An overflowing coat.

A refreshing coat.

The place of overflow.

The place of absorption.

A place where the wrung out will come to be filled.

From out of the fullness of your heart shall I manifest my glory.

From an outpouring.

No need for a downpour when you have an outpour.

For it pours from your pores when you pause.

Not to one side or the other side, for I am on your side.

For now you know.

For now you have knowledge.

For in the place of parting, I will impart.

An impartation in the place of the parting.

A drawing in the place of the drawn out.

For soon shall come the drawing.

A time of great drawing.

No longer drawn out but drawn in.

Like an oasis in the desert.

Indeed a fountain flowing in the desert.

For you remember the sponge?

Yes Lord, wrung out so hard there was very little substance left. A shadow of its former self.

Well the you know what will happen next!

A bursting forth of the flow from that which remains. From the driest place a fountain of great fullness. From the emptiest place shall come the greatest flow.

For you have spoken well.

Out of the hollow place shall come the greatest flow.

For I will quench your thirst, and all those who come to you for refreshment.

Did I not say you shall be like a well watered garden?!

A showcase of what fulfilment looks like.

One who is satisfied beyond all measure.

One who possesses no lack, only abundance.

For what you are experiencing now will appear as but a drop in the ocean.

For I have given you the coat of overflow.

A new cloak.

A new mantle.

The mantle of revelation.

The source of revelation.

The manifestation of fulfilment.

The place where all shall come for refreshment.

For the driest shall absorb your flow.

Like a grain of sand growing as it rests in your flow.

For in my coat there rests a smooth flow. No turbulence. No gaps. No tears. No tears. No rips. No limitation.

You feel it now rising from within and flowing over the edge.

Like a waterfall flowing over the edge.

Abundance upon the edge.

A glistening upon the edge.

My tipping point.

The place of the tipping.

The place over the edge.

The flow over the edge.

For upon the edge I will flow.

Is this not the work of my hands?

For no one shall consume you.

Yet they shall draw from your well.

This is how the desolate place shall become a lush green pasture.

Celebrate my goodness.

Throw a party.

Send out the invitations.

This will be a baby shower like none other.

For all shall get wet.

All shall drink from your overflowing cup.

For I know it makes no sense. Yet did I not say do not come to your senses.

For I shall be unto as I was before.

Abundance multiplied.

Fullness flowing from your innermost being.

Rivers of living water.

I’m not messing around.

Yet I will overflow.