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.


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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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Boulder blockage

I know it’s big. Pretty impressive in size. It sits in a corner of your life. Just chilling there.

It’s not doing anything you say.

It’s simply minding its own business. Just hanging there.

Causing no bother right?

Sometimes we create boulders ourselves, pulling them into place.

Sometimes other will push them for us.

A boulder can be something that is created, an action that was said or done.

A boulder is just that. A big stone of blockage. A closing off, a closing in.

A lock down for what is behind it, a lock down for what is entombed.

What is that boulder holding under wraps for you?

What is being kept hidden, what is lying there, in the dark, awaiting its open door.

God is so good. The moment we only reach out a finger he engulfs us in an earth crushing hug. I had only opened up again a Christian book. And when the spirit brought something to my mind, something that didn’t line up with him, something I had created a few years ago and I thought to delete that thing I made, he responded and showed me that it was actually a boulder. It was a boulder of blockage.

Freedom is coming to the captive behind the boulder. Freedom is coming, day light is coming to what has been in the dark, eclipsed by the boulder.

Could it be that there is something God has also set aside for you, he set it into a place to await its timing ⏱️ but Satan tempted someone to move a boulder.

A boulder of blockage. A huge boulder to obstruct and cover in the worst way.

Let’s move rocks 🪨 today. Let’s let go today. Let’s open up tombs, tombs that actually hold life.

Tombs that hold the beautifulest of things wrapped up.

The gift of life is coming, I can just feel it! 🙌 🪨 🙌 🪨 🙌 🪨 🙌 🪨 🙌 🪨 🙌

Life is going to walk! 🚶🏻

Mark 16 2-4

2Very early on the first day of the week, just after sunrise, they were on their way to the tomb 3and they asked each other, ‘Who will roll the stone away from the entrance of the tomb?’ 4But when they looked up, they saw that the stone, which was very large, had been rolled away.

Father I pray that you will show us more dam’s. Show us where the blockage is, that we may move and push, that our lives may be free lives, overflowing in life. We can’t move these alone, help us.

Show us and lead us spirit.

Boulders make way.

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