On Fire

On Fire

Pause and think calmly upon this.

Pause and reflect.

Just pause and reflect.

Just press pause and reflect.

Just take another look.

Just ponder and reflect.

Gaze and reflect.

Wonder and reflect.

Reflect upon this.

You are loved beyond measure.

When she walks into the room there is nothing like it.

My love walks into your world, and smiles at you.

My love leans over and kisses you.

My love embraces you.

Unreasonable.

Beyond reason.

A full expression of my desire.

For she carries all that I desire.

In the quietness and in the stillness I am still here.

My presence lies beside you.

My love on display.

My presence is your present.

Just rest your hand upon me.

What is it you see?

The flames of desire, the intensity of desire, the burning desire. Like the burning bush, aflame with desire but not consumed.

For it is your destiny to lie with those who are aflame.

Psalms 57:4 My life is among lions; I must lie among those who are aflame—the sons of men whose teeth are spears and arrows, their tongues sharp swords.

For I have placed all my desire within her.

I have set her alight like never before. Did you not feel my passion rise up within her? You spoke so well, describing exactly as I saw it.

For the whole room shook, and the demons ran out, running scared.

For I wanted you to feel it, to experience it, to express it, to speak it, so she would hear it.

For I am fanning the flame of all that I desire.

You can see it now!

Walking in the fire, burning down the enemies camp, setting alight all those whose embers have dimmed.

For I am breathing on the embers, fanning the flame of all my delight.

Rest your hand on all my desire.

Place your hand on all that I desire.

And breathe….

Like the bellows, burst forth, breathe again, stoke the fire again, watch it blaze before your very eyes.

Pause and reflect.

Ponder and reflect.

Reflect the warmth of the fire.

For I can see the fire in your eyes.

Be radiant.

Arise and be radiant.

Reflect upon my desire.

Reflect my desire.

Express my desire.

For when you walk through the fire.

For when you walk with my fire.

The flames will not burn you, nor will they kindle upon you.

For my fire rests upon you.

My fire surrounds you.

Ignite my fire.

Prophesy a holy fire.

Ignite a fresh burning.

For you are my accelerant.

For by your hand, great fire will fall.

You feel it all around.

You see it all around.

Fresh wind, fresh fire.

Fear not.

Break out.

For some things were made to be broken.

You feel the trembling.

You sense the shaking.

I’m cracking up at what is going to happen next.

For the shell breaks before you.

You find yourself praying over that which is broken, asking me to bring wholeness in the place of brokenness.

Yet this is the place of new life.

I am birthing something new.

The breaking free from all limitation.

The unbattoning of the hatches.

For there will be new hatches.

For I am hatching something new.

The visible display of freedom.

The release of freedom.

Declare freedom.

For when they had broken through, I gave them the break through.

Release my fire.

Light my fire.

Reflect my fire.

Embrace my fire.

Walk with my fire.

Love my fire.

Get fired up.

Pause in the stillness and watch my fire burn.

Brighter and brighter.

With ferocious intensity.

For in your hand I have placed my fire.

2 Timothy 1:6-7 That is why I would remind you to stir up (rekindle the embers of, fan the flame of, and keep burning) the [gracious] gift of God, [the inner fire] that is in you by means of the laying on of my hands [with those of the elders at your ordination]. For God did not give us a spirit of timidity (of cowardice, of craven and cringing and fawning fear), but [He has given us a spirit] of power and of love and of calm and well-balanced mind and discipline and self-control.