The ART of Losing Myself

As the coffee pours through the filter, the filter does nothing but simply allows it to pass; the filter if pure will add nothing to the flavour of the beans and also take nothing away. Simple flow. Up to down. From within to out.

The typewriter thinks not of the next word or sentence, it decides not the next paragraph. The typewriter is simply there, allowing its buttons to be pushed, allowing its ink to flow, allowing a mark to be left.

During my time working with coffee one day I was cleaning out the back, and I seen on a shelf high above me, a box.

‘100% pure filter’

And I knew that God was talking to me about what I needed to be. 100 percent pure filter, add nothing and take away nothing.

That is my prayer that I may be used to the full, that his outpour will always be HIS outpour.

Come my friend, let me wrap my arm around you.


Take a seat.


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Any excuse to have a reason to be still, to sit in the presence of him who always flows 🙌🙌 Thanks be to him who always gives to us 🙌🙌

God bless you if you have decided to bless me in this way. God bless your time 🕰️ as you have blessed mine. ☕️ With peace and presence 🙌🙌

Thank you so very very much for your blessing today! I pray that your blessings, would be like rivers, flowing steadily, flowing rapidly and always going in the right direction, farward into the next season.

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We’ve been here before

As I sit in one of my favourite ❤️ places, a little Christian coffee shop ☕️ I am so reminded of how I used to walk this very road.

I’m so reminded of the time in my life when I walked this road hopeless, when I walked this road lost. I am so reminded of the person who I was, that walked on this road and never knew the joy that would sit upon it one day.

You’ve walked roads too. Maybe like me you’ve walked broken roads and painful roads.

But wow, will we ever understand, could we even imagine? How to comprehend how the beauty comes from ashes. How does the life come from death?

How?

How it is that the creator is so good at what he does that he is able to speak to the darkness and say let there be light! 💡

Genesis 1:3And God said, ‘Let there be light,’ and there was light.

How does this mighty and incredible God speak into the darkness of our pasts, the darkness of our present and bring life and joy into our future.

This road you’re walking on today, one day, it just might be the most amazing and joy causing place. This road might some day have a marker! A place dedicated to God, a place of peace, a place of joy, a place where the spirit freely flows and brings life.

He brings life.

Praise God we have no idea, praise God we cannot fathom the good plans he has for our lives.

Thank you father. Thank you, thank you, thanks you. 🙌🙌🙌🙌🙌

John 11:25Jesus said to her, ‘I am the resurrection and the life. The one who believes in me will live, even though they die; 26and whoever lives by believing in me will never die. Do you believe this?’

Do you believe that friend? Do you really believe that Jesus will bring life? Do you believe that today’s darkness will be tomorrow’s light? 💡

I do,

Do you do too?

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