Moved
Moved
These words flow from your lips as you hear them.
That was unexpected.
In the midst.
At an unusual moment, an unusual movement.
At at abnormal moment.
Disturbing your rest.
Disturbing your sleep.
Causing you to move.
Causing you to arise.
For you could not lie there.
For you could not lie for your senses told you the truth.
It was time to arise.
For this is the time of the suddenly.
Say unto yourself…
All of a sudden. All of a sudden I felt.
It was an unexpected contraction.
It was an unexpected cramping.
It disturbed your sleep.
It disturbed your rest.
It caused you to awake.
It was a point of contrast.
It was me making a point.
For how did it feel? What was it like before? What was it like after?
Before I felt such peace and rest, a lack of pain, an absence of all pain, an absence of tightness, an absence of tension. Then an increasing pain, an isolated point of pain, like you were pointing to something, like you were disturbing my peace. Try as I might I could not deny it. Then an arising, a movement, a great relief. Then a feeling of peace and great calm. It is uncommon for me to feel an absence of pain. I have forgotten what this feels like. I go looking to find the feeling of pain, but cannot find it!
Did I not promise an absence?
For you will go searching for your enemy but shall not find them.
Just abandon the search!
For you have seen the departure, you have felt the departure, you now have hold of what remains, a memento of the moment.
For the power you once observed now rests upon your shoulders.
A memento of the moment, now a mechanism that forms the moment.
Symbolic of the departure, but now that which causes a parting, that causes a path, that makes a way where there is no way.
The place of the crossing, the instrument of the crossing, the way maker, the path establisher, the one who breaks open a way, the one who causes a new way to be made, the one who breaks the boundary line. The one who does not colour within the lines. The one that draws a new line, the one who defines a new path, the one who defines.
This is what it shall be like on the other side.
The place of great calm.
The place where there is an absence of tension.
The place where you can relax.
The place without burden.
The place of peace.
The place where joy blossoms, where joy is harvested, where joy breaks out, where there are fireworks that display my glory, that cause all around to celebrate.
For this is a new season.
No really, this is a new season.
This is the time to be out, not in.
For how will you experience the breadth and depth and height of my love if you stay in the place of confinement?
I was cracking up when you said to your friends “I am claustrophobic” and then I caused you to correct yourself “rather I struggle against confinement, I don’t like to be confined, I was born to be unlimited, to be without limit”.
As you found yourself laughing, you knew you were laughing at yourself, with yourself, with me. All around joy broke out, all around you heard a “that’s so right”, “amen to that”!
It is time to explore again my love for you, oh the breadth and depth of it all, beyond all you have experienced before.
You have cocooned yourself so long, you have wrapped yourself up so tightly, like a fragile baby ready to be held by its mother.
You are making all things new, take me from where I have been into something new.. You are waking up my hope, you are my breakthrough.
I want you to understand this, stand on this ground, stand on the ground of this word…
I HAVE BROKEN THROUGH.
You are already on the other side…
Where you stand is upon the rock.
I have established your going.
Let me say that again.
I have established your going.
You wonder what it will be like on the other side.
Yet you are already there!
This is how I see it.
You are already set.
For I have set your feet upon a rock.
I’m wiping the mud from your face, your eyes, your body, your feet.
You look so dazed from all you have been through, yet it is I that holds you steady.
For you are dazed from all the days of the storm, the mud, the tears, the pain, the grind, the battles, the slippage.
Yet these are not those days.
What is ahead of you shall not be like what was behind you.
From dazed to dazzled.
From a state of shock, to a state of calm.
This is how I see you, a great contrast, standing out in the midst of all that is glorious.
Now is the time to shift your expectations.
For I have placed joy in your hand, peace in your hand, love in your hand, kindness in your hand, abundance in your hand, an overflow in your hand.
Expect me to move.
Anticipate movement.
Expect relief.
Expect to see my hand at work like never before.
For you live in the place where my handiwork is on display.
Expect an outpouring of calm, of peace.
An invasion of my peace in the midst.
For I have cleared the path ahead.
You will see my handiwork, my hands at work.
Abandon all fear.
Abandon all pain.
Abandon all sense.
Hold on to hope.
Take my hand and come away with me.
For as you move, there shall be a movement, all shall be moved.
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