Over and Above

Well here I am, a bit lost for words, and wondering what to do and what to say, how to respond and how to react. Yet you always know what to say.

Over and above.

Above and beyond.

For I am over and above.

I am above and beyond.

Can anyone challenge my authority?

Can anyone change the course of history like me?

Yet I know not what you have authorised, I only know your intent. I know you have plans to prosper me, not to harm me, give me hope and a future. Yet I was going to say that I know not what prosperity looks like. Yet that is not true, for I know what it looks like, I live in a $3M house with a tennis court. Yet it is not mine.

Yet what is it to possess? What does it mean to possess? What is the difference between the appearance of possession and the actual possession?

Lord you always know what is the right question to ask. For the answer is my state of mind. Ownership provides a means of stability and security. Occupation conveys a state of uncertainty and instability.

That is your answer not mine!

For when you possess all that I have promised, when you carry my promise, when you carry my power and my purpose, there is no difference between the occupier and the owner.

When I say I have settled it, when I say it is a new season, when I say in quietness and confidence shall be your strength, when I say you are appointed, when I say not to act like you are trespassing, but to act like you own the place, I need you to do as I say!

For these words echo in your ears from this past week “for it is the Lord who gives the increase”. Over and over I have put these words in your ears, for faith comes by hearing, and hearing by the word of the Lord.

Once again I declare unto you this is not a fair fight.

You feel the tension within and without, the strain, the pressure rising between the now and the next. You look at your puny arm, your weak and palsied legs, you declare how tired you are. You feel your strength failing, the wave upon wave against you. Yet you refuse to shrink back.

For you know how much my strength is made perfect in your weakness.

When faith is lost and my hope exhausted, you will be my strength, when my mind says I’m not good enough, God you’re enough for me, I’ve decided I’m not giving up. You won’t give up on me. Your love is holding on and it won’t let go…”

In fact the weaker you become the stronger I become.

You know how the story ends. It starts with your enemy laughing at you as you come to the table. They look upon you in derision, with contempt. Just like David your enemy laughs at you. For they sit there sizing you up, they look upon themselves with such conceit, flexing their muscles, and then by comparison they look at your puny, pathetic, crippled state, and like Pharoah they all break out in fits of laughter.

Yet it is I that will have the last laugh!

For I love to lull them into a sense of false security. Just like the Philistines called them up higher because they knew that would give me the advantage. But how did that go for them?

For I will make my point.

For at the place of pressure, I am here.

I call it the place of presence.

At the place of defeat, my resurrection power is on display.

Now is the time to ask, and to proclaim all that I have promised, time to set the agenda, time to tell your enemy how I see it, feel free to describe it for him in great detail.

For you know my word does not return to me void, and will achieve all that I have declared.

1 Samuel 17:41-47 The Philistine came on and drew near to David, the man who bore the shield going before him. And when the Philistine looked around and saw David, he scorned and despised him, for he was but an adolescent, with a healthy reddish color and a fair face. And the Philistine said to David, Am I a dog, that you should come to me with sticks? And the Philistine cursed David by his gods. The Philistine said to David, Come to me, and I will give your flesh to the birds of the air and the beasts of the field. Then said David to the Philistine, You come to me with a sword, a spear, and a javelin, but I come to you in the name of the Lord of hosts, the God of the ranks of Israel, Whom you have defied. This day the Lord will deliver you into my hand, and I will smite you and cut off your head. And I will give the corpses of the army of the Philistines this day to the birds of the air and the wild beasts of the earth, that all the earth may know that there is a God in Israel. And all this assembly shall know that the Lord saves not with sword and spear; for the battle is the Lord’s, and He will give you into our hands.