Move with Me

You desire the fire, but where is your oil? Where is your sacrifice? You won’t let go, but you want Me to handle it. You are tying My hands. I am your God, and I want to move, and I’m ready to move. Let go of the hurt. Let go of the pain, let go of the grief and trauma. Open your hands and release it to me. You are tethered to your past, and it’s time to go. You can’t move forward until you let go, and cut the ties. Cut it, and cut it now. I’m moving, and I want to move with you. Come with Me, and move with Me.