iv. Ode at the Birthing

 
 
Now comes the appointed time for the birthing. The rulers and authorities in the heavenly realms listen as the Maker pours forth speech to mark the moment.
 
 
 
Ode at the Birthing
 
I formed your inward parts;
I covered you in your earth womb.
Ah, creature fearfully and wonderfully made;
your frame, your substance were not hidden from me
though I made you in secret.

I curiously wrought you in the lowest parts of the earth.
I saw your substance, yet being unperfect, being unformed.
And in my book all your members were written,
all the days I fashioned for you,
when as yet there were none of them
.1Psalm 139: 13-16 KJV/NKJV

 
 
From a day of small and despised beginnings,
a birth and nativity in the land of Canaan,
you came into being.
I awakened you under the apple tree.
There the earth brought you forth;
There the earth who bore you brought you forth.2Song of Solomon 8:5NKJV
 
I stirred you from the depths,
and on the day you were born
you were not washed in water to cleanse or supple you,
nor swaddled at all.  
And when I came to where you were,
and saw you polluted and struggling in your own blood,
I said unto you when you were in your blood, Live;
yea, I said unto thee when you were in thy blood,
Live.
3Ezekial 16:4,6 KJV/NIV
 
 

And this has ever been my word to you,
spoken in the day and in the night: Live.
My life flows around and about you,
swirls its essence of vitality amidst your cells:
do you not perceive it?
 
I caused you to multiply as the bud of the field.
I birthed you forth to succor you as a nursing mother
as mine own child, engraved on the palms of my hands.4Isaiah 49:15 and 16
 
 

Heaven is my throne and the earth is my footstool;
has not my hand done all these things,
and so they came into being?
5Isaiah 66:1-2NIV

 

References

References
1 Psalm 139: 13-16 KJV/NKJV
2 Song of Solomon 8:5NKJV
3 Ezekial 16:4,6 KJV/NIV
4 Isaiah 49:15 and 16
5 Isaiah 66:1-2NIV
"Cocooned Senses" sleeping awareness... dormant senses for a season and a time... but present in dreams... and only as distant as the veiled layers that are falling away as soon as we wake...

Asleep and unaware… dormant senses… but present in dreams… and only as distant as veiled layers

 

“Sleeping senses….

The girl, not yet fully grown, has flecks of gold dotting her body to represent each cell of light. She the church, we the cells…

The layers of starlit blue, a cocoon that encompasses her. They are the present layers of veil between our perceived reality and the heavenlies {supernatural realm} that are being pulled away… increasingly thinner.

The colors intertwined with curling streaks of gold outside the veil represent all the supernatural things that are absolutely real and exploding with life, that we have a dim perception of at present as we remain enveloped by the thinning veil.”

~Casia Joy

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