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.

ā€˜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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The alone budgie šŸ¦


There’s just something wonderful about those little feather drones that flap and fly. There’s something so wonderful about them and beautiful to behold. I really love them a lot.

One of the hardest things though with the bird is trying to tame it. Because they’re so small. They’re so tiny.

And we are so big.

So much bigger.

And they are so much aware of this. And for a bird that doesn’t have hands, it doesn’t really long to hold you. It starts to flap. It certainly doesn’t want to latch on to your outstretched palm āœ‹. It just wants to fly. It wants freedom. It doesn’t want to know the hand of a human.

So this is one of the hardest parts about having a budgie, for me, it’s trying to tame it. Trying to make it familiar with the hand. The hand that feeds it. And it can be so frustrating when you know that you mean no harm. That you just want to hold. That you just want to look after it. But it doesn’t trust you, the big giant.

And when you put your hand into the cage, it will make every chirping noise. It will flap like crazy. And the empty seed shells will just fly everywhere and make a mess.

At one stage I did have a few budgies and I learnt that the birds prefer their own company. They prefer the company of their kind.

And I had even less chance of success at taming a budgie when there was more than one. They just naturally incline to each other. Even when you’ve introduced yourself as being unharming, they just want to be together. They seek solace in each other.

Not you. Not the human. Not the feeder. Not the provider.

My strategy to tame would be to take away the flow of food inside the cage and allow it to see that my hand holds the provision, that my hand holds the food and that it will only eat when it draws into my hold. It will only consume when it inches that little bit closer to me. And after having the two buddies together, I realised this just wasn’t working.

There’s no good way to beckon a relationship. They would never want me.

Single budgie is best.

Lone budgie is best.

And today, God reminded me of this. God reminded me of that budgie in the cage, all by itself.

And I wonder, is that what he’s doing here? Is that what he’s doing? And I even see, concerning the food, I actually see him now saying, the food that’s missing.

The food that isn’t there in the cage.

And the son or daughter that questions how they’re going to eat. The child of God who questions where their next meal is coming from. Because they don’t see it. And God just wants to say, Relax. He’s got it. He is the provider. He is the meter of needs. He is the hand who feeds.

And it will come at feeding time. Don’t worry. Relax. Your provider is here. Your need meeter is here. And he will deliver. He will deliver.

Abraham’s Place. The Lord provides. Thank you Father for providing provision when we need it.

Help us to trust in you alone. Help us to look and see that you are what we need. You are our provider even when we can’t provide for ourselves. But God reminded me again about that lone budgie sitting in the cage.

And I wondered is that what you’re doing here God? Was that your plan all along? To get my attention. You created the situation and the scenario to result in favor between us.

It may seem like injustice, it may seem like pain. It may be lonely sitting in a cage, but there’s a hand that comes to hold. There is a finger that is outstretched for us to perch on, for us to stand on. God has created opportunities of freedom.

Freedom that looks like a lonely place. Freedom that seems empty.

Is it empty? Is it lonely? Or is it just free? Is it free? Is it empty space because there’s a filling that’s coming? Is there an empty place on your perch because there is one who is coming to stand beside you?

He has created space in your life because he wants to join you in companionship. He wants to join you in relationship. He has allowed this empty place, this empty space in your life, because it’s a hole that he wants to fill. It’s a box that he wants to fill.

Because he is a jealous God, because he loves us so aggressively, passionately. Because he is desperate for us, desperate for us to come into fellowship with him. He has pulled out all of the stops. He has made the way and created opportunity for you to draw closer to him.

And now here is the space that he has allotted in your life. No, it’s not empty. Not in the bad way. It’s a glass with potential to be filled. He has given so much place in this space, little budgie. Because he wants to open the door and put his hand in.

And he wants you to sit in his hand. He wants you to stand on him. Do not be afraid. His hand will hold. Thank you Jesus. Thank you Father that you’re so good to us, even when it looks in our tiny small world like things are hard and difficult. When we look around the cage of our lives and we see no provision and we see no other budgie.

Lord it’s a space for you to fill. It’s a need that you will provide for. And we can finally just rest.

We can rest. When we trust in you we can rest.

You’ve got this.

You’ve got us.

Genesis 22:14

Abraham named the place Yahweh-Yireh (which means ā€œthe LORD will provideā€). To this day, people still use that name as a proverb: ā€œOn the mountain of the LORD it will be provided.