Musings with PWC

Allow Me to form you. Allow Me to shape you. Allow Me to take you in My hands and mould you for My glory and My purposes. I will put you through formative circumstances and situations.  They will hurt, sometimes.  They will bring joy, sometimes.  But they will always form when you surrender to My purposes. Isaiah 44:12 (NIV) 12 The blacksmith takes a tool and works with it in the coals; he shapes an idol with hammers, he forges it with the might of his arm. He gets hungry and loses his strength; he drinks no water and grows faint. The blacksmith forges it with the strength of his arm.  I forge you with the strength of My arm.  I love you too much to leave you the way you are.  You are destined to share My glory and presence for all eternity!  Accept, My beloved one, My forming!

  I am breathing into you, My breath  I am breathing into you, My breath  Stop self-creating. Stop self-initiating. Stop self-vindicating. Relax—breathe deeply of my ‘oxygen’. It’s My breath—Breathe deeply in—My life, My sustenance, My presence. Exhale your pains, plans, purposes and perspectives. Breathe in My desires, dimensions and determinations. Allow Me to breathe into you the Breath of Life! Imagine Me kneeling beside you, as I knelt beside the newly created and formed Adam. I knelt and breathed into Adam, the breath of life, and Adam became a living person.  (Genesis 2:7 (NLT) 7 Then the LORD God formed the man from the dust of the ground. He breathed the breath of life into the man’s nostrils, and the man became a living person.) So, I kneel beside you that you might be “My” living person. Pulsating with My desires, dimensions and determinations. Are you ready? Exhale you. Inhale Me. I am breathing into you: Exhale pain. Inhale he...