The Hand Shake

The hand shakes…..

The hand shakes from the work it performs.

Ride the wave, surf the wave, pulled by the net of the fish.

Soon you will at the shore, the sure.

For my path is certain, your destiny assured.

Break free from the fortress of limitation. Burst forth. Break the dam. Break the stronghold. Be the strong hold. Be hold the strong. Hold fast to that which is true for I am coming soon!

Get a grip, hold on, for the thread forms a rope that binds you to your catch. For it shall be the catch of the day.

Do not discount, do not dis the count, count yourself in. It will pan out in the end.

Luke 5:4-6 When He had stopped speaking, He said to Simon (Peter), Put out into the deep [water], and lower your nets for a haul. And Simon (Peter) answered, Master, we toiled all night [exhaustingly] and caught nothing [in our nets]. But on the ground of Your word, I will lower the nets [again]. And when they had done this, they caught a great number of fish; and as their nets were [at the point of] breaking,

Your seed was designed to sink. You pause and wonder where it went and why it struggled to float.

Did I not say that it would sink into the mud!

Isaiah 32:20 Happy and fortunate are you who cast your seed upon all waters [when the river overflows its banks; for the seed will sink into the mud and when the waters subside, the plant will spring up; you will find it after many days and reap an abundant harvest], you who safely send forth the ox and the donkey [to range freely].

Now you find it but it is no more, it is new, I have made it new.

You were designed to make a splash.

You are the bomb.

You were meant to make waves. No wonder you are wed to the breaker. The wave maker to the breakers.

Through her you shall reach the shore.

You feel fragile, but indeed you are broken. The fragments lie all around.

But see the splash, feel the splash. See the flow all around. See the colour through the wave. Like a rainbow through the mist. Fireworks all around.

See the fragment lifted high above it all, raised beyond the former glory to a higher point, a higher pinnacle. The diamond point raised, then frozen at its peak. Render solid at its peak.

Cleave not to the broken piece, for I have given you that which is fluid.

Hold that which is fluid in your hands, for it is there that it takes shape and has its being.

For it is the instrument of transformation.

It takes shape and mounds to fill the gap.

It also cleans and purifies. It shapes that which is soft and malleable.