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Groundswell

And it pours from your pores when you pause.


In the resting place.


In the place of rest.


In the place of the pause.


In the place of the pours.


In the place of the rain.


In the place of the appearance of rain.


In the place of the consequence of rain.


In the place of the flow.


In the place of the pause.


In the place of the outpouring.


In the place of the response.


In the place of the pouring.


Yet it comes not from above.


It comes from the dry place.


In comes from the place that was parched.


For from the driest place shall come my flow.


For the very ground is responsive to your touch.


In the place of the render.


In the place of the rendering.


In the place of restoration.


In the place of the dismantling I will remantle.


Pick up that which falls now before your feet.


For I am giving you a new covering.


A fresh anointing.


A fresh appointing.


Suit up.


Uncomfortable at first.


Yet this was made for you to wear.


A sign of my endorsement.


An impartation at the place of departure.


A replacement in the place of placement.


A new fitting.


A new representative.


A new mandate.


A parting in the place of departure.


A recognition of the power I have bestowed upon you.


A wading into the deep.


A wading from the depths.


A shore thing!


A sure thing!


A momentous moment of great momentum.


For they shall not define you but you define them.


For the ground rises up before you.


A breaking open of the ancient cisterns.


A fissure in the wall.


An overflow in the place of brokenness.


A breaking open of the empty place.


An outpouring of my fullness from the place of emptiness.


A fresh empowerment.


A whole new level of power.


The proclamation of power.


For I am bringing fullness to the empty place.


I am rendering over the cracks.


I’m building a new water feature.


I’m repairing the cracks.


Not a small thing.


Not a little thing.


From the small feature shall come the great overflow.


For the path of the overflow shall be like a fountain. A wall of my living water.


From a single fountain a stream of overflow.


I’m breaking open a way for you.


I’m breaking open the box.


I’m breaking open the treasure box.


Come out of the box.


I release you.

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I am a man of passion, of purpose, but fundamentally one who holds on to God with every fiber of my being. I learnt some years ago that it is one thing to say that I “trust” God,  or that I “have faith”, but it is a whole other level to obediently put that word, that faith into action. 

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