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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Give what you got

It’s easy to look around our lives and wonder 💭 really what do I have to give?

You might find yourself like the widow with the olive oil.

2 Kings 4:2-4

Elisha replied to her, “How can I help you? Tell me, what do you have in your house?” “Your servant has nothing there at all,” she said, “except a small jar of olive oil.Elisha said, “Go around and ask all your neighbors for empty jars. Don’t ask for just a few. Then go inside and shut the door behind you and your sons. Pour oil into all the jars, and as each is filled, put it to one side.”

Father, what do we have to give. When already there is so much gone. Already things have been used. Time is allocated to our jobs and families. Money is allocated for food and bills. 💵

It seems like your servant has nothing left.

But God questions, “Tell me what you have a few drops of.”

“Tell me what’s a dribble at the end of the bottle.”

Tell me where there is a small corner of a moment. Show me where there is just an ounce of free money.

Where is the little drop?

What is that little dribble?

Because I am going to surprise you with how much it pours.

You said it’s not much, and it’s not. But watch what I will do with that little slither of time you will give.

Watch what will pour from that smallest of coins you will give.

You see those other jars,🫙 🫙 🫙 🫙 they aren’t even yours.

But I’m gonna give you a pour, a flow, and you will fill them.

Your flow will not be a drip.

The jars you will pour what you have into, will be filled.

Just a drop from God well fill every void jar you have my friend.

Just watch.

Pour in private if possible, close the doors if you can. Don’t bring into the open what you give, and then watch as it multiples.

From little, to a lot.

Give what you got.

Side note 📝 Involve your sons and daughters, close the door behind you and them.