Emerge

Immerse and emerge.

I know you feel like you are underwater.

Yet you are not overwhelmed by it.

Your enemy would have you convinced that you are drowning in the depths of the ocean.

But you are bathing instead in a clear pool of refreshment.

We underwhelmed by his attack.

Give no attention to his attack.

For you will not need to defend yourself.

After so many years.

After so many years.

After so many years.

You feel so shell-shocked.

You can see the imprint.

You can feel the impact.

The impression of the battering ram upon the fortress door.

Yet it did not give way.

Yet it served its purpose.

Open the fortress door.

It’s safe to come out.

Emerge.

It will take a while for your eyes to adjust to the light.

If you are apprehensive, it is because you have not comprehended what you have already apprehended.

For you have locked yourself away for so long.

You are so used to being attacked, that your default position is to brace yourself.

You are so used to being questioned, that you are always considering your answer.

Yet now you shall be without question!

Unchallenged.

Unopposed.

New birth.

A coming out party.

From the darkest place you shall emerge.

A work of transformation.

For the one shall become 2.

For the one shall become 2.

For I am blowing in the wind.

Like seeds of the sand. Piled up for many years.

As I blow on them they multiply.

Cast far and wide.

It’s in the wind.

For the one shall become the many.

The biggest wall shall become as dust as I breathe upon it.

The breaking through.

That barrier shall become as dust. The vapour of the earth.

For who can stop my advance?

Who can stop the wind from blowing?

For their position is indefensible.

Their standing is fragile.

Their posture is timid.

For you shall be outstanding.

For I have called you to stand out, to stand out in the crowd, to be the stand out, to be the key.

It is time to dictate terms, to document your terms, to decree a thing and for it to be manifest.

For what it is you see right now?

The uncrossing of the arms, the uncrossing of my arms, the unsheathing of a huge sword. A flashback to the stairway vision of being surrounded by the multitude, and then a giant angel unsheathing a sword the length of ten men. And fear breaking out across the land, the knees of my enemy beginning to knock, to tremble.

Yet I know what you are thinking?

It is clear to me that all the words you say unto me must be true. For here you talk to me about birth, and on the same day at the same moment another says this “You don’t know exactly what it looks like, but you know it is there. It has been growing. Gestating. Forming. Taking shape. The last season was not in vain. Your new life is ready to EMERGE. The present pain is simply final contractions. Push. Push. Push. It won’t be long now. Bring it to birth.”

Yet the mother does not give birth alone, she has the support of the mid-wive, the doctors. I need your help Lord to get this baby out. I need you to show me that this is not just a great conversation, but you intend for this to come to pass.

Plan for the arrival. Paint the nursery. Extend your territory. Open the door of the fortress.

For what is it you see on the other side?

A wide open space, a fertile land, the absence of the enemy, a place of freedom.

This is what I have to say about this moment.

2 Chronicles 20:17

You shall not need to fight in this battle; take your positions, stand still, and see the deliverance of the Lord [Who is] with you, O Judah and Jerusalem. Fear not nor be dismayed. Tomorrow go out against them, for the Lord is with you.

Strongholds bowing to the saviour, resurrection power over every circumstance. His word stands final and forever, it will not be shaken he alone has won it all.