The Listener
As surely as the wind blows up upon a tree in autumn, so I breathe,
and my words fall gently upon your spirit.
I form images and impressions, which you define with words.
I have desired to make you an able communicator,
So be bold in faith, for I am faithful.
Is it not my delight to make an able communicator of one who lacks such skill in the natural?
I have made you a quiet, soft-spoken vessel in the natural, but in the Spirit you will be one who expresses the heart of your God with clarity and anointed eloquence.
You will learn to listen, for this has long been the desire of your heart.
There will be no lack of ability to convey the burdens I place upon your heart;
For it is not by might, not by power, but by my Spirit.
Those things which have been a source of frustration to communicate will no longer be released as in the past, a trickling stream.
Now they will burst forth as a mighty river.
Defying the frailty of the vessel, and confounding the wisdom of man, bringing glory to My name.
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