Granted some effort is shy of understanding, but gathered within a man may unleash certain unrelenting torrent of skill, will and activity that he is viewed capable of moving yonder mountain. What if inside the mechanisms of personal fury the Creator dwelt, ready upon His Will to move said mountains to the middle of the oceans wide simply to make Himself known among men?

Take down the masks of fear, dread and measured expectation. Walk and think with the legs, hands and determination of the Father. Unleash that quiet echoing trumpet sounding broad as the voice of angels to calm the seas and spread hope across parsecs. This is the rebirth of man to something beyond his first fashion. Rekindled to burn with rage and intensity at the center of the burning Sun.

But remember the greatest strength permeating a man of God is Love. Not weak, flimsy, rose petals of harmonious whisper but the binding care and protection a Father has for newborn Son. Lead them as they have always been worth the gift of your own life. Treat them with the care you never received remembering the flesh that never could have fulfilled you in promise or purpose.

You want power than give up any measure of that wielded for self or man’s will alone. This is not some sorcerer’s stone, staff or potion lasting for a time external, but the indwelling Spirit of God bearing you to new life, giving you force, understanding and grace beyond any self-mastery. Teaching us truths beyond the realms of personal expectation and growth. Transforming you into part of heaven.