Water on Fire

I’m learning that my writing is often a prophetic gift from Jesus. He generously gives me visions, words, ideas, and dreams- It may sound silly. It may even sound insane. But truly, I write down the words I’m given, fervently, impassioned…. and in that moment when the words pour out of me, it is an act of obedient creating.

…… 5 days ago, I sat at a local coffee shop counter in my town, intent on settling into the space ready to work. But before I could dig into the visual art I had come to craft - the film I was working on- I felt a fierce heart tug.

I felt the prompting of the Holy Spirit to write. And so, write I did. Out flooded the words.

I watched in awe as a picture began to form,.. a picture of red. Of fire. Of passion. Of glory. Of wonder. Of hunger. Of desperation.

I believe the Lord uses my art- in all forms, but especially writing- to reveal Himself even deeper to me. To show me His own creativity, His heart, and His greatness.

So, as I wrote, I saw more and more of the Lord. I felt the love and activation of Jesus moving over me- and pouring out through my hand. I knew I was writing about a fiery zeal for Him. About my awe and also about His faithfulness, holiness, His powerful promises, sensitive touch, His authority,

And as I consider this writing days later, I see it even more to be about us, as the Church, being activated for mission, empowered through the Spirit of God. About us as believers being saturated with His Spirit. Marked by a holy fire.

Jesus wants us to be like Him in love, in compassion, gentleness, and wisdom but also in IMPACT.

And so I am left to consider my impact- my mission- and my responsibility. And today I concluded that among many things, my responsibility is to be set aflame.

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So…. I wanted to share the words I wrote. The words that rushed out of me.

And I wanted to encourage YOU, you reading, that The Spirit of God is moving. He is surprising. He is unbound. He has no limits. He draws near. He is trustworthy. And He is good.

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What happens when the ocean is on fire?

When water catches flame…

I see currents turning red.

Crimson ocean, will you consume me?

The heat doesn’t scald me,

The waves don’t tumble over me,

I am with them. I am of them. I am part of them. 

I touch the fire. And I become it. 

The deep brilliant red dances on my fingertips,

And I trace the surface of the water.

Lit brighter than the noonday sun.

And I feel ignited,

Infatuated…

Anew,

Aglow,

Electrified. 

I feel connected to the Creator’s touch. 

To His flame.

To His fire.

To His passion.

He burns for me 

He came down for me 

And He surrounds me with His glowing embers.

Reminding me of His ever powerful presence and protection.

That even in the midst of the deep sea, He covers me fully and fervently.

Reminding me I can never fall from His perfect authority.

Victory.

and vibrance.

I am ever so alive in Him.

Fire burn me up. 

Empower me

Activate me, oh Heavenly Father and Perfect colorful Creator.

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In that moment of creating, He was so faithful to have shown me His face clearly…. To shape the art. And He IS so faithful to show me who He is today, the moment I discovered even deeper what the art was really about.

May we consider how to nurture and steward such gift of the Holy Spirit’s empowerment, with humility and surrender.

May we be quick to glorify the name of Jesus, not our own. And may we praise Jesus for His intimacy and lovingkindness. Come so close, Lord Jesus! Come so close.