Tree of Life

Well, here I find myself, I have found myself, back at the start. I didn’t want to come, I have no desire to return, it is so surreal, painfully surreal. Yet I would not be, who I have become without this journey. Here I sit awkwardly, pondering the past, yet apprehensive about the future. It is easy for me to prophesy the future, a whole other thing to live it. Yet here I sit, I should feel at home, having lived here for 20years, and yet it feels strangely foreign to me. For I am not who I once was.

Say to yourself “my haven’t you grown!”. No seriously say to yourself “my haven’t you grown!”

Say to yourself “what’s new!”

Here you sit between the old and the new, the past and the future.

Here we are back at the shores of Galilee, familiar but new.

For you have a new robe, a new power, a new presence, a new passion, a new desire, a new longing.

Come let’s go for a walk in the park, I want to show you something!

For it flows as you now go with my flow. Out of your belly shall flow rivers of living water.

For now you see, all will see my flow, it flows in the driest place, turning the parched into the quenched. For the thirsty shall receive my fullness, you shall abound in my abundance.

So what is new?

I am not alone, for your presence is with me. I find myself back in Egypt, with mixed emotions, and yet something is very different, I am very different.

What is it you see?

I see a place under construction, in the process of being rebuilt, Sydney for Tomorrow, the sign says.

How is it that you feel?

I feel surrounded on all sides by your love, and your faithfulness,just so thankful that you have ordered my steps, at every turn, in every challenge I wrestled with myself, I amplified the difficulty, and yet at every turn I have become stronger, thanks to you.

For I have taken you back, for you shall be taken a back, for all shall stand in awe at what I have done.

Gather up the fragments, so that nothing shall be lost or wasted. For nothing shall be lost, no thing shall be lost, that I will not restore. The things that you have cast aside, shall be a side dish on my main course.

Place your hand on the broken pieces and watch me bring restoration. The clay reformed, reshaped, sculptured, shaped by your hand.

For the ground swell is coming, you feel the swell before you as your advance. Say “it will be swell”, seriously say “it will be swell”.

For this is not about riding the wave of change, you are the ripple that brings change, that flows across the land, nourishing and bringing life, and restoration.

New stores, re stores, more stores, an abundance of stores.

Do not come to your senses, for in a moment that which you see in visions will become your reality.

For that which is surreal will become real, that which was blurred shall become clear.

For I have given you the power of the flow, you literally go with my flow.