Every hope and dream is divine and creativity comes from ME. From a thought and a word, I created the cosmos, the earth and man. Your thoughts and your word are the same, creating your humanity, your domain and your existence.
Your creativity is an articulation of your Godly nature, it is the utterance of MY Spirit in you. Creativity is the highest and most vibrant expression of life. Creativity gives ME glory and is an acceptable form of worship.
Where has your creativity gone? Where did you lose your heart beat and creative powers? The occlusion to your creative power is connected to fear. Fear has inoculated your momentum and limited your forward motion.
It is time to put all of your trust in ME. Not a partial trust or a conditional trust, but a complete trusting. Peter it is time to leave the boat of comfort, to begin moving based on faith and walking on the impervious waters of MY word.
Matthew 14:22-33
Immediately after this, Jesus insisted that his disciples get back into the boat and cross to the other side of the lake, while he sent the people home. After sending them home, he went up into the hills by himself to pray. Night fell while he was there alone. Meanwhile, the disciples were in trouble far away from land, for a strong wind had risen, and they were fighting heavy waves. About three o’clock in the morningb Jesus came toward them, walking on the water. When the disciples saw him walking on the water, they were terrified. In their fear, they cried out, “It’s a ghost!” But Jesus spoke to them at once. “Don’t be afraid,” he said. “Take courage. I am here!” Then Peter called to him, “Lord, if it’s really you, tell me to come to you, walking on the water.” “Yes, come,” Jesus said. So Peter went over the side of the boat and walked on the water toward Jesus. But when he saw the strongd wind and the waves, he was terrified and began to sink. “Save me, Lord!” he shouted. Jesus immediately reached out and grabbed him. “You have so little faith,” Jesus said. “Why did you doubt me?” When they climbed back into the boat, the wind stopped. Then the disciples worshiped him. “You really are the Son of God!” they exclaimed.
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