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The Sky Breaks (Thus Begins a New Year) | Spoken Word
1st January 2018Doxology, Faith, Musings, Spoken Word, Worship

The sky breaks with a new dawn and thus begins – fresh – a new day. Colour upon colour fill the sky in hopeful abandon, leaving behind the darkness; in...

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  • The Sky Breaks (Thus Begins a New Year) | Spoken Word
  • It Begins Again
  • Close-Up
  • Remade
  • Like the Frost

  • It's in these moments, isn't it? These moments, where the dust is kicked up high and chaos ensues and the world flies by in a blur of bright colours and noise. These moments where stillness is scarce and the only way to fully feel and fully breathe is simply to be: To rest, face-down, heart and soul-ed out for The One who whispers soft and slow into that noise; waiting for us to run again into His wide-open arms and stay there a little longer that we did last time. It's in these broken, bleeding moments, where we see why He made us with Himself in mind; why He lets us wander away and back towards Himself over and over - like little children and restless tides. It's in these moments where clarity is birthed into chaos; like the God-Child, Love Incarnate, King of Heaven birthed into a stable - fragile and screaming, like one of us - that His birthing would break that which was and breathe a newness and wholeness into our bleeding, broken world. It's for these moments, isn't it? That He came; that He bled; that He broke for. That we might fully live and fully be fully present in His Presence. In this moment.
  • The one I love calls to me: The Bridegroom-King Arise, my dearest. Hurry, my darling. Come away with me! I have come as you have asked to draw you to my heart and lead you out. For now is the time, my beautiful one. The season has changed, the bondage of your barren winter has ended, and the season of hiding is over and gone. The rains have soaked the earth and left it bright with blossoming flowers. The season for singing and pruning the vines has arrived. I hear the cooing of doves in our land, filling the air with songs to awaken you and guide you forth. Can you not discern this new day of destiny breaking forth around you? The early signs of my purposes and plans are bursting forth. The budding vines of new life are now blooming everywhere. The fragrance of their flowers whispers, "There is change in the air.” Arise, my love, my beautiful companion, and run with me to the higher place. For now is the time to arise and come away with me. ~ Song of Songs 2:11-13 (TPT)
  • And at the edge of it all, He is there Calling you Out upon the waves you've feared Into the deeper places Where your soul Can grow And rest And become All you were ever made to be For the glory of Him who called you. 19.5.19
  • We are awakening Breaking, bursting, breathing Moving from darkness into light From ashes into fire Reversing the work of shadows and of silence Echoing, reverberating, illuminating The colour and light and grace and wonder That is the new When found in Him So, awaken child. Look into the light And be The breath of Him Who first breathed Who has always called you Into greater things 7.5.19
  • Do you remember? Those places to which you alone were called? Those spaces your heart once ached for? The dreams that only you were created to carry and see fulfilled? It's time. Time to to move, to go, to leave the safety of the shore and walk upon the waves you alone were made for; to embrace the call and arise into all that you were created to be. After all, your soul was never made for the shallows. Ezekiel 47:3-6
  • The truth is it’s a lot simpler to remain in the shadows, to shy away from all that God has for each of us; to speak softly of ’someday’, while failing to prepare for such a day. And with each day, we’re presented with choice upon choice: stay or move; do or be; remain or become; cower or arise. To stay in the shadows means to deprive the world of who we are and all we are to become; to wait upon perfect, expecting ‘someday’ to fall upon us, rather than rising to the occasion of the moments we were made for. But I remember. I see the tomb opening and empty; the death coving my debts; the veil torn, so I could live whole; His falling that I may arise. So here I am, in Him, for Him: arising. Isaiah 60:1
  • Hallelujah + Amen.
  • but first let it be known that I am forever His. †

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