Are you waiting for Me to be the vessel?


As I was praying, I felt the Lord drop a word in my heart.

If it resonates with you, let them permeate and do what only His words can.

This is what I heard the Lord say…


My phrase would be, “Galaxy upon galaxy.”

Yours is “From sea to shining sea.

From the Swiss Alps to Mount Kilimanjaro.”

My paradigm is full, highs higher, depths deeper, length eternal and yet

My thoughts are on you.

I dance on the stars

Yet I sing over you.

It’s so big yet you are not lost on me.

It’s not cliche, I number the hairs on your head.

Even what is impossible for you to keep track of, I count. I value.

I spend time on and tell you it’s important.


Are you waiting on Me to be the vessel?


I’m the Potter and you are the clay.


Ok you’ve heard this line before.

It can be easily thrown across the lips like I don’t care about the make up of you.

What makes you tick.

It’s easily going to get lost.

Or maybe for you it’s “I don’t see it.

That supernatural stuff is for others but there is no way He can make my mess of a past into something new.

New? I mean, how do I undo and unsee what I’ve experienced?”


To your existence.

I’m the potter. You are the clay.

You will not lose yourself. Your attributes. Your essence.

What makes you an original and uncommon.

I got My hands dirty.

On the 6th day of Creation, after speaking order to chaos, boundaries to darkness, and filling the earth with all beauty & supply, I bent down and got My hands dirty…I formed you.

I Am the Potter and I continue to mold. I don’t leave any detail or outcome of your life to happenstance.

I don’t dump water on you, smash you down and start all over, because I made a mistake.

I don’t make mistakes.

I don’t wipe the Potter’s wheel to make room for something new.

I don’t even do that when you make a mistake.

I ‘wipe the slate clean’ in forgiveness but that is not taking you out of My plan. In fact, it is strengthening your core, solidifying your foundation on The Rock and building.


“But now, O LORD, You are our Father; We are the clay, and You our potter; And all we are the work of Your hand.”

‭‭Isaiah‬ ‭64:8‬ ‭NKJV‬‬


You are going from glory to glory and strength to strength.

I am making a present place of hope in your previous place of trouble (Hosea 2).

I will not pour water on you, smash you down and “remake” you.

I will not crush your life and mold you again.

I WILL give beauty for ashes and joy for your mourning.

I will mend, heal and restore.

The world would try to crush you but My hands have never left you.


For the lonely and weary.

I won’t allow the darkness to linger or destroy My masterpiece. You.

My strong arm of protection is defeating enemy forces around you.

Lift your battle weary head.

Let me sing over you My songs of deliverance.

Deliverance from the hands of the enemy.

Deliverance from mental fog.

Deliverance from fright.

Deliverance from the spirit of heaviness.

Deliverance from insatiable desire.

My touch heals.

My touch fulfills and completes you.

I Am your Potter.

Are you waiting on Me to be the vessel?

You are the vessel and I want to pour endlessly.

To flood through your family, your play, your provision, your rest, employment, city, county, state, province, nation, to the globe.

Endlessly.

Recall I said that my phrase is “galaxy to galaxy.”

I’m fullness, height, depth, eternal.

Your Source is endless and far reaching.

I am relieving you of the striving.

Removing the expectation, opinions and masks you have been forced to hide behind.

John 3:16 solidifies your position, it is a receipt of debt paid, obliterates the tether to enemy plans and ties to every failure, dark past and old thing.

Freedom.

Victory.

Say yes!

Shout yes!

Whisper yes!

Just yes!

It’s time to hope.

It’s time to lift your praise to Me.

It’s time to declare My promises.

The wait is over.

I’m answering the cries for justice.

It’s time to let Me pour.

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