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Released

Adrift.


Set adrift.


Cast off.


Set forth.


Pushed out.


Launched.


Cast.


Birthed.


Released.


Reborn.


Remantled.


For this is the natural order.


For this is my natural order.


First the sowing, the planting.


Then the time of growth.


The time of stretching up.


The time of the rising.


The time of the rising up.


The time to move up.


The time to be up.


Up from the depths I arose.


For no-one knows what is going on beneath the surface.


For the conception occurs in the dark.


The sprouting forth at first in the dark.


Yet it rises from that which is hidden to that place where it is revealed.


For the baby comes forth from the place of darkness.


The chick hatches from the darkness of the shell into the place of the light.


The plant stems from that seed which lies beneath.


What does it stem from?


What is its point of origin?


From whence does it come?


Is this not my seed?


For it is written “he gives seed to the sower”.


Have I not given you this seed?


For it is its destiny to arise.


For the seed is designed to incubate my promise until the point of its revealing.


For it shall be revealed.


For it shall come out into the open.


For it shall be carried by the air, and by the water.


Set adrift.


Cast out.


Cast off.


Abandoned by those who formed it.


Wrapped in the clothes made by it’s parents.


Placed into that which was designed to contain it.


Cast off.


Released from the place of captivity, by those held captive.


Set free.


Delivered into the place of freedom.


Released into my flow.


Cast into my flow.


Into my hands.


Given over to me.


Let it flow..

And my heart burns…

For that held in the arms as most precious, loved beyond measure, now released into your hands.

Before conception, upon conception, formed by my hands, now released back into my hands, is this not my handiwork?


Adrift.


Cast off.


Separated from.


With no alternative.


With no other choice.


Exodus 2:2-3
And the woman became pregnant and bore a son; and when she saw that he was [exceedingly] beautiful, she hid him three months.
And when she could no longer hide him, she took for him an ark or basket made of bulrushes or papyrus [making it watertight by] daubing it with bitumen and pitch. Then she put the child in it and laid it among the rushes by the brink of the river [Nile].

At the point of departure.


Placed into your hands. In my arms no more.

For I know what you saw.


For she is safe in my arms.


In the place of the searing heat.


In the flame of a great fire, I am carrying her through.


For when you pass through the fire, the flame will not kindle upon you.


I am between you and the flame.


You can feel it up so close, and see it touch my skin, but it has no impact upon that whom I carry.


Is it not your destiny to lie with those who are aflame?


For in the place of great burning, the flame shall not kindle upon you.


How is it you feel about it?


I feel the warmth of your embrace, I see the joy and comfort upon her face, I see the strength and power of your affection towards her.

Be released.


Release my power.


Open your arms.


Unfurl your arms.


Uncross your arms.


For he rested one arm upon one pillar and the other on another pillar, and released my power in the presence of the enemy. So great was the destruction of the enemies camp. The sound of the fall was heard across the land.


Released from captivity, to deliver the captives, set forth from the arms of his mother into the hands of another.


Released into the place of great power, by my power. Carried by that which flows into the arms of another.


Exodus 2:9-10
Then Pharaoh’s daughter said to her, Take this child away and nurse it for me, and I will give you your wages. So the woman took the child and nursed it.
And the child grew, and she brought him to Pharaoh’s daughter and he became her son. And she called him Moses, for she said, Because I drew him out of the water.

For I have given them that which is desirable.


For when they saw him, they had to care for him like their own.


Until that day, the day of great deliverance.


For he was destined to be delivered, in order to bring deliverance.





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I am a man of passion, of purpose, but fundamentally one who holds on to God with every fiber of my being. I learnt some years ago that it is one thing to say that I “trust” God,  or that I “have faith”, but it is a whole other level to obediently put that word, that faith into action. 

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