An Acquired Taste

I’m mixing it up. I’m pouring it out. I’m putting the icing on the cake.

This is the sweetest part.

Seriously this is the sweetest part.

I am the one who covers all. I am the one who makes it all good.

I am the one who has been with you in the grind. My hands are upon the mix.

A dash of this, a splash of that, the solid, the fluid, the grinding of the flour. The sifting of the rough from the fine.

From the ground, the freshly ground there shall be an uprising, an expansion.

You are my yeast. You are my rising agent. This is no self raising flour, without you there shall be no rising.

For the air shall rise, the flat, the tasteless, the uninspiring, the uneadible, shall be transformed.

For who likes the taste of flour and water that is uncooked?

For it is getting hot in here.

Why is that? What is my purpose?

To bring about the uprising!

For the mix is transformed at my breath!

For it has come together, say this after me “it has come together”. Say “we are together on this”. For the separate are now together, the distinct are now joined with another. Another joined to another, links in my chain.

For one taste is distinct from from another, yet one combined with another brings a new flavour.

I declare this “taste and see that the Lord is good”

Prophesy this…

For this is an acquired taste, this is a taste you have acquired. This has a unique flavour, this is something you have not tried before, but in a moment, in time you will love it. For how tasty was what you used to eat? What flavour was it? How did it taste? Go on try it, I know you will like it What makes a cake taste great? For I have prepared a feast. Catering for many tastes, yet different combinations, familiar ingredients, just mixed differently

Personally I like hundreds and thousands, sprinkled here and there. For the icing is not enough. I am more than enough. I am that which provides more than enough.

I am beyond your expectation. For this shall not be as you expect. For you expect the dry, the flat, the broken, the tasteless waste. Prophesy this…

Take shape, fill that which contains, be risen, be full, be soft yet with texture, warm to the touch, full of flavour.

Describe it as a feast, a banquet, and table prepared with much love and attention.

For I have prepared this table for you, this is my food.

Pause and wonder, what does my food taste like?

You wonder whether they will like it, but just pause and celebrate the wonder.

Just celebrate the wonder.

Signs and wonders shall overcome fear and doubt.

Celebrate and expect my signs and wonders.

For it shall be wonderful.

Psalms 34:1-10 I WILL bless the Lord at all times; His praise shall continually be in my mouth. My life makes its boast in the Lord; let the humble and afflicted hear and be glad. O magnify the Lord with me, and let us exalt His name together. I sought (inquired of) the Lord and required Him of necessity and on the authority of His Word, and He heard me, and delivered me from all my fears. They looked to Him and were radiant; their faces shall never blush for shame or be confused. This poor man cried, and the Lord heard him, and saved him out of all his troubles. The Angel of the Lord encamps around those who fear Him who revere and worship Him with awe and each of them He delivers. O taste and see that the Lord our God is good! Blessed (happy, fortunate, to be envied) is the man who trusts and takes refuge in Him. O fear the Lord, you His saints revere and worship Him! For there is no want to those who truly revere and worship Him with godly fear. The young lions lack food and suffer hunger, but they who seek (inquire of and require) the Lord by right of their need and on the authority of His Word, none of them shall lack any beneficial thing.