Upright

Too right.

Up right.

In right standing.

I had to adjust your posture.

And here you sit upon the seat of the upright.

No slouching here.

For this is the seat of the upright.

I sense it is so uncomfortable for you. For I see you sitting here expecting a recurrence. A recurrence of a recurring pain.

Yet what is it you feel?

Strength. Freedom. Absence.

Absence of the one who lingered?

Absence of the pain that lingered.

I am coming over to you.

These are the words you remember.

You are so kind to me. You knew exactly what I was hoping to hear.

I heard you wanted it to be a God moment not a man made fanfare.

Your approach blew my mind, and that was before anything happened.

I love how you showed so much love to my beloved.

I love how she was so keen for me to be first, for my breakthrough even at what could have meant her missing out on hers.

But you had so perfectly orchestrated the whole thing.

For the last was indeed the first and the first was the last.

So perfectly ordered.

No-one missing out, for you had all the bases covered.

For that which was lost was found.

For here you have found yourself.

No surprise as despite looking everywhere this was the only place open. Not only am I sitting in the upright chairs, but you’ve even got me eating salad! The look on your face is priceless.

Am I laughing at you or with you?

I’m still figuring out how to laugh! Yet I still feel your hand upon me.

You still need some adjustment. Some time to adjust. For I see you bracing yourself in expectation of the pain, but instead I want you to lean into to me.

For you can feel me can’t you?

You mess me up Lord!

For now is the time of your enlargement.

For my hand lingers upon you now!

For the hand of pain has been removed, and the hand of healing lingers still.

Did I not say to leave the whole thing to me?

The wholeness thing.

For I am literally restoring wholeness.

I’m putting you back together.

For wherever you go I want you to feel my hand upon you. For my power rests upon you.

I can feel the warmth of your hand so strongly, like a fire.

You can trust me to not withdraw my hand.

For as your beloved loves you so much, I love you so much more.

You feel so many losses, so much loss, the loss of yourself, the loss of all that matters to you except the one that matters to you the most.

Yet now the only loss you will experience is the loss of pain, the loss of loss, the absence of limitation, the absence of the boundary, the removal of the shackles, the absence of bondage.

For I have set you free of it.

For I have set you free of it.

For I have set you free of it.

For I have set you free.

The whole landscape has changed.

Your default position has changed.

Your every step was to avoid pain.

Your choices were always limited.

Always hopeful, but always careful not to hurt yourself.

Now you shall be called the strong one, the restored one, the humble one, the powerful one, the fiery one, the refreshing one, the called one, the chosen one.

For you wondered how it was that you could do all that I have asked.

Now you just sit in wonder.

Your posture is literally changed.

....”for you are the god of healing, restoration power, nothing is too hard for the working hand of God”

I think you’re trying to make a point Lord as that song plays these words over and over, more and more.

Yes I want to give you “evidence” of what is coming next. I want you to carry this “evidence” wherever you go, and the feeling that goes with it. I am literally walking with you. I am physically present. I am literally supporting you. I’m there with you always.

My arm is wrapped around you.

My affection is towards you.

I’ll steady your steps and establish your goings.

Here, take my confidence. Be confident that this is the first step in a new era of great blessing. For this is permanent. A permanent expression of my affection. Like the ring on your finger.

Trust me, it only gets better from here.

Hey, why don’t you just go ahead and ask me for more!

Ok, more of your power, more of your anointing, an overflow of your presence, an above the radar reputation, a giant slaying reputation, not just an irritation to the enemy like Samson, but more than a a conqueror.

OK.

What did I say to you when he asked you “to lift your hands and say thank you Jesus.”

You spoke these words so clearly to my enemy “Put your hands up, your under arrest.”

Yes your captor is now the captive.

So just act like you have complete freedom.

Feel free. Release freedom. Be free. For you are free of it.