Saturday, August 28, 2004
He who has led will lead!
Sometimes, I have to keep in perspective that the jug of love that God pours on all of us is an endless jug that never stops flowing. I have to also remember that I am not the jug--I am the riverbed that He continues to pour into.
As a tree planted by the waters of the river, when my leaves begin to wilt, my roots need to drink deep of the sustenance He provides through His endless pursuit to let me know that I am in His spiritual environment and worthy to be quenched by His outpouring.
When I hear only silence after prayer, maybe He's providing me a lesson to trust in Him. Maybe, also, He's showing me the virtue of His longsuffering. It could be, too, that He is teaching me patience as the silence unfolds itself towards the eventual progression of His answer for me in due time.
That silence sometimes can ferment within me the desire to want to pull up my roots and it creates the onset of wilting leaves because of my lack of trust at times and my impatience in wanting an answer now.
It shows my disbelief in His longsuffering manner with me. The "I" in me wants immediate results and directions and is analogous to a "fast-food" prayer request that hasn't time to wait very long for the seven course meal around the corner.
When I read the Book of His interaction with the world, I see that He who led will always lead. He who delivered will always deliver. He who loved will always love. He who listens always provides an answer.
Like the dead sponge that gave its life up and fulfilled itself by giving the Savior a last drink before His death on the Cross, I must also give my empty self to Him for His fulfillment.
In return, He continues to fill the riverbed of my life with His endless flow of rejuvenating Love.
In the background of my silence after prayer, I hear the torrent of watery love coming from the clouds that are above me.
He is still leading the way!
As a tree planted by the waters of the river, when my leaves begin to wilt, my roots need to drink deep of the sustenance He provides through His endless pursuit to let me know that I am in His spiritual environment and worthy to be quenched by His outpouring.
When I hear only silence after prayer, maybe He's providing me a lesson to trust in Him. Maybe, also, He's showing me the virtue of His longsuffering. It could be, too, that He is teaching me patience as the silence unfolds itself towards the eventual progression of His answer for me in due time.
That silence sometimes can ferment within me the desire to want to pull up my roots and it creates the onset of wilting leaves because of my lack of trust at times and my impatience in wanting an answer now.
It shows my disbelief in His longsuffering manner with me. The "I" in me wants immediate results and directions and is analogous to a "fast-food" prayer request that hasn't time to wait very long for the seven course meal around the corner.
When I read the Book of His interaction with the world, I see that He who led will always lead. He who delivered will always deliver. He who loved will always love. He who listens always provides an answer.
Like the dead sponge that gave its life up and fulfilled itself by giving the Savior a last drink before His death on the Cross, I must also give my empty self to Him for His fulfillment.
In return, He continues to fill the riverbed of my life with His endless flow of rejuvenating Love.
In the background of my silence after prayer, I hear the torrent of watery love coming from the clouds that are above me.
He is still leading the way!
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LJ that is soooo beautiful, I felt it clear down to my toes. Hang in there kid, all we need is just a teeeny weeeny touch, just his garment, and... when that which is perfect is come, (appears) then you shall know as you are known. You see..... We don't realize who we really are... it sounds too good to be true, so we choose not to accept it yet, but keep working on it. I Am.
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