Reflect

Come into the place of reflection.

Look around and reflect.

For it shimmers all around. The glory. The brightness. The wet reflecting in the darkness, my light.

I prophesy. It ripples all around. You are soaking in it.

It flows all around. The big wet.

You walk amongst it. You come into the place of confinement. You step into the prison cell. You come into the dungeon.

But it is not as it seems. For in the place of darkness there is my reflection.

You walk on the place of darkness but you see the glimmer. The wet. The dew.

I’ve saturated the ground. It’s soaking.

Not muddied, but solid ground. Like concrete. Impenetrable.

Rock solid. Walls all around. And yet, look and see. How did this flow get in here? On the walls, on the floor, on the ceiling.

“How did this happen? For there is no leak, there is no way in, there is no point of entry?” They shall say. And yet, it rests here.

Beyond their comprehension and yet here it is.

You will not sink. Just stand and reflect.

1 Corinthians 13:12 For now we are looking in a mirror that gives only a dim (blurred) reflection of reality as in a riddle or enigma, but then when perfection comes we shall see in reality and face to face! Now I know in part (imperfectly), but then I shall know and understand fully and clearly, even in the same manner as I have been fully and clearly known and understood by God.

For you are not confined. You are appointed to bring release.

For the place of lack is full of my fullness. My fullness rests upon it.

You feel locked in. You feel hemmed it. You are afraid to enter. For you fear you shall not return, if you enter in.

But don’t you realise what you contain?

What is it that you contain?

For I have placed in you hand, my instrument of turbulence, my fountain of agitation. My bursting flow. My raging torrent. My power hose.

Prophesy this…

“For you cannot stem the tide. You cannot block my approach. In the place of darkness. In the deepest pit, I bring light. I am the light. I switch on the light.”

Declare this. “For I am the dew that is due.”

I am your point of contrast. I am your distinguishing feature. Reflect. Invite reflection. Come into the place of reflection.

And they will say. “How did this come to pass? How did this happen? For I was blind, but now I see?

John 9:5-8 As long as I am in the world, I am the world’s Light. When He had said this, He spat on the ground and made clay (mud) with His saliva, and He spread it as ointment on the man’s eyes. And He said to him, Go, wash in the Pool of Siloam—which means Sent. So he went and washed, and came back seeing. When the neighbors and those who used to know him by sight as a beggar saw him, they said, Is not this the man who used to sit and beg?

At first the contrast. But then the light will dawn. For it SHALL DAWN ON THEM!

Mark 8:22-25 And they came to Bethsaida. And people brought to Him a blind man and begged Him to touch him. And He caught the blind man by the hand and led him out of the village; and when He had spit on his eyes and put His hands upon him, He asked him, Do you possibly see anything? And he looked up and said, I see people, but they look like trees, walking. Then He put His hands on his eyes again; and the man looked intently that is, fixed his eyes on definite objects, and he was restored and saw everything distinctly even what was at a distance.

(Pastor…

“Turn darkness into light”

“Come and flood this place”)

Set the captor free. For I break dryness. I break containment. I am pouring out. My fullness is here.

For I have attached you to fullness. You see your hand splashing in the river. The colours of the rainbow reflected in the stream. The promise reflected in the stream. Do you not see the stream rise up as you place your fingers in the flow?

It is 3 dimensional. Not flat. It rises in your hand. The promise elevated by your hand.