Prophetic Poetry

Unlimited Increase

It’s not the noisy things we shout
That reflect God’s whereabouts.
But the small, quiet tones.
10%, that’s all we own.

Then God ‘writes’ His-story,
90% of the glory.
Unlimited increase,
Wonders unleashed.

“A small thing is a small thing,
but faithfulness in
the small things is a great thing.”

Word Links
Matthew 16:19 MSG
Luke 16:10 NIV
Romans 4:1-3 MSG

Quote
Hudson Taylor, inland China pioneer

God's Presence, Prophetic Poetry, Reflections, Supernatural Work Life

The sweetest thing

Living on the edge,
On the road less travelled,
God’s Presence is the sweetest thing.
He upholds me,
Gives me strength,
And keeps me from falling.

I find rock beneath my feet,
Where none is usually found.
Supplies along the way,
And gifts wrapped just for me.
It’s a personal thing.
Treasures without end….

God's Presence, Prophetic Poetry, Prophetic writing, Reflections, Supernatural Work Life

The invitation

From the known to the unknown,
We stand at the Frontier.
Pioneers on the threshold of a new landscape,
Invited in by God’s Holy Presence.

‘Leave behind the old and come into the new.
Fear not the unknown for I am with you,
To lead and guide you into what I already know,
And have indeed prepared for you.’

For the best is yet to come!
The battles are already won.
Everything’s possible to the Highest Level,
Where Victory sits enthroned.

And His name is Jesus.

God's Presence, Prophetic Poetry, Prophetic writing, Supernatural Work Life

Unfolding Day

Allow your day to unfold like the pages of a book.

Trusting in God to lead you safely through.

Remaining centred in His love and peace.

You’ll gently bless all you meet.

Prophetic Poetry

“You can’t put Me in a box!”

A prophetic poem from God’s viewpoint

I am not a word that I would stay in a book,

Or a book itself that I would stay on a bookshelf,

Hem Me in and I’ll break out,

Lock Me in and I’ll break free,

Try to imprison Me yet I’ll be free in no time.

You can’t lock Me into the past,

Just try keeping Me out of the present,

Try guarding Me from the future

And you’ll fail every time.

Don’t try locking Me into your mind,

I hate small, confined spaces!

My playground is the wide-open spaces,

You can’t put Me in a box.

I roam free and I roam far,

I love what is small,

I love what is large,

I love all things and all people.

I am not a scent to be kept in a bottle,

Not a polish kept in a tin,

I am all things, to all things,

The beginning and the end,

I created them all.

I could put you in a box,

Hem you in and control you,

Yet I created you for myself,

Not as a plaything to use and abuse.

I created you for Me,

To be just like Me,

To run and be free,

To work and create,

To love, bubbling over with joy,

To not be in a box but to be free,

To not think small but large,

To flow with My Spirit, not rest and stagnate.

So, do not:

Be put in a box, confined to tight structures,

Think according to your own mind,

Be constrained by the past,

Be locked into things

Become stagnant.

And do:

Run with My Spirit,

Renew your mind in My word,

Lean into the future,

Delight in Me, not in things,

Flow in My river.