Anxiety is a weapon of the evil one, designed to cause you to peak or speak, too soon. It is like bread in an oven, if taken from the fire, too soon. It is not good for anyone.
It will smell like the real thing, look like the real thing and even taste like the real thing, until the deep call unto the deep. You will take an opportunity to impress upon many and squander it, because you have become, too much … too fast.
Take your time and get it right. Measure twice and cut it once. Remain in the fire. You have to let it burn. In the fire, purification removes the once needed moisture.
Appropriate things, in the appropriate places. Moisture is good to soften hard things, so that you can absorb, what I Am showing you, but when your gift is ready to be served to the people. It must be firmed by the fires of experience, heartache and pain.
This is when your gift will make room for you, because it has been perfected by MY perfecting fire. Your gift becomes both, what I bestowed and what you have earned. This is MY yoke destroying power.
The crucible is for silver, and the furnace is for gold, and the Lord tests hearts