I look back and see my pages are silent. The words frozen on the computer screen. Somewhere between the brain and the hands, the link was lost.
Sure, I had thoughts by the mile – but they weren’t getting out. I saw a tangle of cables – all different colours, but housed within the confines of my brain. So frustrating. As always, I blamed time … but time wasn’t the problem.
Then a couple of months ago, I received a prophetic word: You are to speak, to open your mouth. Bring forth the message that God gives you. Be bold, be confident, be courageous. You are part of an army – a warrior.
I began to speak, firstly in prayer intercession, then in encouragement to others. I spoke to those around me. The tide was turning.
Its been exciting as the bubbling has begun in my spirit. A bubbling up of something new that I am on the brink of.
The word regarding my mouth preceded words of being a Warrior of Love. Loving others. That one is yet to happen, really happen. I await – but just over the past two weeks, I have begun to put pen to paper … and now, today, I put the fingers to the keys and watch the words form on the screen.
The bubbling in my spirit is getting stronger. The tide is getting higher, and I’m no longer dabbling on the edge. I walk in deeper with God. Enoch walked with God, and I long to walk with God, each day, as Enoch did.
We don’t read a lot about Enoch, except he walked close with God, for 300 years, then he walked straight be with God – no burial, no funeral service. He walked straight on into heaven.
