The Birth of Fullness

For I shall bring fullness in your place of emptiness.

It’s like you are trying to turn the tap on at the base of a great ocean.

For it is not as it seems.

For it pours from your pores when you pause.

You extend your hand in the place of abject dryness and what is it you find.

A rush of your fullness.

An expression of your fullness.

A fountain in the place of dryness.

A river in the desert.

For you feel it well up inside you.

For it is a well within you.

For it is a well within you.

For it is well within you.

For it is well within your means.

For it is a well that provides for your means.

Reverse osmosis.

For it oozes from your being.

For it runs over the boundary.

It seeps over the edge.

>My cup overflows.

For I am the mist in your midst.

The presence of abundance in your midst.

The presence in the place of absence.

The overflow in the basin of lack.

The fullness bursting out from the hollow place.

Extend your arm into the depths of the dry place and what will you find?

My fullness.

A welling up of my fullness.

A hidden fountain of my goodness.

Buried treasure long kept.

Hidden fruit now revealed.

A new source, a new resource, a re sourcing, a renewal of your source, a renewal at your source.

For you know what will happen when you are completely wrung out!

For I have poured you out like a drink offering. Everyone has tasted of you, partaken of your very self, taken from your very self, taken from your essence, taken all that is good from you.

Forsaking all you have given of yourself.

Completely wrung out. Poured out beyond measure. Nothing left to give.

Empty.

The hollow place.

Emptied of your fullness, now receive mine.

For you remember the sponge, wrung out beyond the limit of its capacity to be wrung. To a sliver of its former dimension, to a minuscule point of the minimum, to the smallest dimension, unable to contain, with no capacity.

For what happens next?

>An overflow of your abundance, a river bursting the banks, overflowing the boundary line.

For all shall see my flow, my overflow.

For streams of living water will flow from you like never before.

Bringing fullness to those who are empty. Fullness to those who lack. Foundness to those who are lost.

For the lost shall be found by you. For those without direction shall be drawn to you. For those who cannot see where to go, shall hear your voice and find you.

For many shall express their darkness, shall go to great lengths to describe it for you. But you shall be my light.

For you feel the tension between what you see and who you are.

For when you place your hands deep within the sand, it feels so dry, but soon you see my flow, bursts forth across the land.

And you shall be a living, walking, breathing testimony to my overflow.

>Judges 15:19

>And God split open the hollow place that was at Lehi, and water came out of it. And when he drank, his spirit returned and he revived. Therefore the name of it was called En-hakkore [the spring of him who prayed], which is at Lehi to this day.