Empty.

It’s amazing how much a person can have so much and yet still find themselves empty. It can happen to anyone if they are not careful. Busy, busy, busy. Save the world. I once heard a speaker say, “If the devil can’t make you bad, he’ll make you busy.” True.

I have to admit, I have had a busy year. In a total of one months time I had driven 7,766 highway miles. This doesn’t include the trips back and forth to Portland, Idaho, Seattle and Canada. Then there is the standard “normal” miles you put out on your family car running errands. All I can say is, “YUCK!”

What ever happend to, “Be still and know that I am God”? I somewhere missed a memo or have gotten to caught up in doing “good” that my pouring out of ministry has left a once “cup runnith over” into an empty cup looking for another refill.

I love refills… Free refills. I hardly eat at any location that does not offer this wonderful service. But where do you go to get a “free refill” of life? Jesus said to the woman at the well, “Jesus answered, “Everyone who drinks this water will be thirsty again, but whoever drinks the water I give him will never thirst. Indeed, the water I give him will become in him a spring of water welling up to eternal life.” John 14:13-14 A spring of water welling up is greater than a normal refill.

Have you ever busted a water main? I have and when you do the only way to stop the flow is to find the source and turn it off. Did you catch the key, “turn it off.” I have to admit that I have gone to the source and turned it off. I think that is my problem. I have made God a “shut off valve” so I can manage the flow. The difference between a water main and a spring welling up is design by man and design by God. Man wants to contain the flow, God’s design does not allow flow control and thus our cups runnith over.

When our cups become empty, we may need to go back and find our where we placed the flow control and remove it. Whatever, is damming the waters may need to be dismantled so the abundance can find it’s way into our cup.

peace.

johno~

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