Let it Flow

Let it rain.

Let it rain.

For it drops to the ground.

Each drop plays it’s part.

A small thing, a fragment of a much larger thing.

For in the elevated place.

For in the high place.

For in the place of the forming.

For that which is formed shall bring release.

For the darkest cloud produces the most rain.

For you now see each individual drop.

A fragment of the wholeness that is to come.

For the stream comes from the fragments, from the drop comes the flow.

For each drop reflects the place from which it comes.

Yet from one angle it looks dark, from another angle it reflects a different light.

Looking from above I see the dryness and bring forth the wetness.

Looking up from below all you see is the raging storm above. Yet I am bringing forth the nourishment that you need.

For once it falls.

For once it falls.

For when the rain comes.

First the lightning, then the thunder, then the rain.

For the power is released.

For when the power is released.

For when the power falls.

For when that which is light falls.

For when the illumination comes.

For my light bursts forth in the place of greatest darkness.

Drop by drop.

Plop, plop, plop.

Each one causing a ripple in the flow.

Forming the flow.

Bringing forth the flow.

Establishing a new flow.

For the rain falls on the high place and the low place, yet the streams flow down into the valley.

For the low place contains the most fullness.

For the fullness of the flow rests in the deepest valley.

Yet the flow reflects the light from above, the patterns in the clouds above.

For the flow always reflects the point of origin, the place from whence the rain came.

For when the sun comes, my glory is revealed upon the reservoir of my flow.

For you shall rest upon my flow.

In the place of the stillness, in the quiet place, in the calm water.

You sit and ponder.

You ponder this or that, you consider which should come first, and which should come second?

Just give your oars to me!

Place your oars in the flow.

For one is placed in first, then the other.

It matters not which comes first.

Yet to build momentum, one must follow the other.

The putting down, the placing in, the immersion, the plunging into the deep.

And then the twist from the wrist.

The placing in of the edge, the turning, the pushing, the turning again, the lifting up.

And again, on the other side.

On the other side.

First on one side, and then on the other side.

Not one sided.

Be two sided.

Not one side or the other, but both sides are needed in order to progress forward.

Give each side equal weight, equal effort, equal strength.

At first the ripple.

Then the push.

Then the movement.

A fresh movement.

For I am establishing a fresh movement.

Just give your oars to me.

Place your oars in the flow.

For it is not either or, but both and.

For what is the impact of the single drop?

Does it not merely announce that there are more drops to come?

For one drop without another serves little benefit.

Yet when the many comes.

Many x many, many multiplied, for the many falls down to become a single flow in a single place, in the deepest place.

For the many single drops come from the one cloud.

One forms to release the many.

The many released brings forth, forms a single flow.

For when the rain comes.

For you will not run out of that which I have given you, until the rain comes.

Expect accelerated growth.

Expect the accelerated harvest.

For my rain shall produce a harvest.

1 Kings 17:13-16

Elijah said to her, Fear not; go and do as you have said. But make me a little cake of [it] first and bring it to me, and afterward prepare some for yourself and your son.

For thus says the Lord, the God of Israel: The jar of meal shall not waste away or the bottle of oil fail until the day that the Lord sends rain on the earth.

She did as Elijah said. And she and he and her household ate for many days.

The jar of meal was not spent nor did the bottle of oil fail, according to the word which the Lord spoke through Elijah.

For it appears before you.

For it appears to you.

For the place where you stand is dry ground.

For the flow seems so far from you, so far from your reach.

Yet this is in order.

Yet this is MY ORDER.

For I have pushed it back, in order that you may cross over.

Cross the line.

Enter the land of promise.

For the flow is halted in order that you may cross over.

That which was held back, is released once you have entered the place I have promised you.

You ask what is the hold up?

For I have elevated it before you, for it rises before you, not to overwhelm you, but to show you my fullness, my flow, before you enter the land of the flow, the land that flows with milk and honey.

For I have cleared the path.

I have given you access.

I have stopped the flow.

I have removed the barrier to entry.

First the stop of the flow.

Then the crossing over.

Then the release of the flow. The letting go of that which was held back.

Then the inhabitation of the land that flows.