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Living Water

I stumbled down the long path, weary and thirsty. I was promised that somewhere down this path there stood a well that would quench my thirst. I’d been trekking for days, it seemed, and I would be lying if I said I didn’t have moments where I glanced back over my shoulder to see if anyone was paying any attention to me or the path I was walking. Perhaps I was crazy to walk this road — but you should have HEARD the way they were talking about this well! It was if the water it held was magical or something. So, I kept down this road, in spite of my thirst and weariness. If this well was all they said it was, then it’ll definitely be worth the travel.

There it was. The stones standing above the ground looked old and some of them were broken. I felt sick in the pit of my stomach, “Oh no. It doesn’t look very promising.” I quickly shook of the feeling of dread – it was just old and well-used, I was sure. My steps brought me closer. Really – the others were speaking so highly of what this cistern held…I looked over the edge of the 4-foot stone wall. I collapsed in disbelief. Empty. There were cracks all along the wall and it was void of anything that was promised me days before when I started on this journey for sustenance. I couldn’t believe it. I was fooled into believing this well would hold something better than what I already knew was enough.

What a predicament I was in. There was no way I could survive the journey back – I was far too dehydrated. I would die if I began back down the dry, dusty road back to the place I knew I should be without some kind of nourishment. Not knowing what to do, I sank lower into the ground – tears leaving streaks as they made their way down my dirty face. How could I have had such a lapse in judgement? There is only One that can satisfy — and His name is the I Am. How in the world did I allow someone to convince me to look for satisfaction and fulfillment elsewhere? Now look – there I was, about to lose my life because I had walked far from the One who GAVE me life.

Jesus. His Name was on my lips. “Jesus.” I need Him. I had to find my way back. If I stayed at the broken cistern, I would not be made well. I had to try to make it back! Frantically, I grabbed the cistern to pull myself up and turned, ready to walk as quickly as I could back the way I came — and I hit something that seemed like a Rock. Solid, yet warm. Then I felt His arms. Jesus had come for me. He met me right where I was, in my point of need. Tears streaming, I knelt and begged forgiveness. “Forgiveness is yours, My child. Come, drink of the Living Water. You shall never thirst again.” The cup that He handed me…it was overflowing. The water – sweeter than any I’d ever tasted. My need – met. My desires – fulfilled. My satisfaction – complete. He was and is all I’ve ever or will need.

Living Testimony of a Living God (in spite of the trial)

I’ve been learning how to live in spite of the trial. I am realizing this is an important lesson to learn, because truly, as one presses deeper into the chest of Christ, the more the enemy and flesh will fight against him/her. This makes sense. Satan knows that the closer we draw to the Lord, the more strength we will find, the more peace we will obtain, the more faith will increase within us, and the more we will discover of who we are as warriors of Christ AGAINST him (Satan) because of what God accomplished through the life, death, and resurrection of Jesus Christ. And flesh? That pesky fleshly-sin-nature…it will be something that must be put into submission and to death every day (sometimes every moment) until our Father calls us home to Glory. That said, of course the enemy will fight harder and harder as we seek to draw closer to God…so we mustn’t be surprised when wave after wave rise up against us — we shouldn’t be caught off guard when the storms rage for long periods of time — and we must prepare ourselves to be strong (in the power and might of our God!) in the face of the trials — no matter how long they may last.

I have walked through some very difficult weeks recently. It just seems like from every angle there are arrows being shot at me from the evil one — and from my own flesh. There have been many tears cried and nights of desperation with the Lord, crying out to Him for help.

It is so easy to allow other people around you to know of the trial you are in. This is easy because we want compassion from people around us — we want someone to empathize with us and to love on us for a little while. When no one automatically gives us the comforting words, it’s so easy to allow ourselves to look crestfallen, or to appear disheveled. I’m not saying that we shouldn’t seek comfort — or that we should always appear strong/perfect. No, that is one of the greatest problems I’ve found in the society we live in now — “happy plastic people.” No. We DO need to be real with people…and that includes being honest about things that are going on in our lives with people we trust and are close to. What I’m referring to is when a person completely allows a circumstance to steal their joy, overcome everything else in their lives, refocus their sights on all things negative instead of seeing good in spite of the trial. You know — those people that you can tell by their appearance – their countenance – that something is wrong.

If I am a child of God, and that is my countenance when things are hard in my life, how does my life look any different than that of those who are not children of God in the hard times? It is easy to call myself a child of God when things are good — but it is truly in the trial that people can see whether or not I have a close relationship with the God that I call the Almighty.
I have a small card at my work desk on which I have written, “Live life in such a way that you are a living testimony of a Living God.” What a challenge. God, forgive me for the days that my life has blended in with the lives of those around me who are not carriers of Your Holy Spirit. Forgive me when I squander the Power You have given me, put inside of me, to live by! 

My sweet sister, Susanna, posted this quote about George Muller on her facebook a couple of weeks ago and it has stuck with me and challenged me greatly. “He always wore clothing that was clean and not tattered. He was always careful to be joyful. He was always careful not to present a burden on his face. And someone asked him one time why was this so? And he said, ‘I would not want anyone to think my Master was unkind. I want them to be able to see my face and realize that my Master is kind. He’s the kind of Master than any reasonable person would want to have.”

He was careful to be joyful. He was careful not to present a burden on his face.

The cry of my heart is that God would make this a reality in me. I want my life to be a living testimony of a Living God – regardless what is happening around me or inside of me. I want to be a life who reflects that of one who has a KIND Master. For Jesus certainly has been kind unto me!

This has grown long, but I wanted to record these things so that I might be able to look back on them and remember in the future. May God be glorified more and more in and around me — He is worthy!

Hearers and Doers and Blessings

Have you ever wondered, “Why am I not getting the blessings I read about in the Bible?” or even holding back your sarcastic thoughts when the preacher mentioned that almost-cliche promise again from the pulpit. “Yea, yea. I’ve heard it a thousand times, but I have yet to really get that. I think those promises are for the select-few…like pastors, music leaders, missionaries..etc.”

I have wondered myself, why is it that it seems some people get “all” the blessings and others seem to receive nothing? Is it wrong for me to assume that every person has had their selfish moment of, “But God! Where are MY blessings? If Your Word is truth, then why isn’t MY life abundant?”

Well, the answer (surprise, surprise!) is tucked in the pages of the Bible. One passage is in the simple-to-read but hard-to-swallow-sometimes book of James. Chapter 1. Verses 21-25. Here, I’ll even type it out for you.

“Therefore lay aside all filthiness and overflow of wickedness, and receive with meekness the implanted word, which is able to save your souls. But be doers of the word and not hearers only, deceiving yourselves. For if anyone is a hearer of the word and not a doer, he is like a man ovserving his natural face in a mirror; for he observes himself, goes away, and immediately forgets what kind of man he was. But he who looks into the perfect law of liberty and CONTINUES in it (empasis mine) and is not a forgetful hearer but a doer of the work, this one will be BLESSED in what he does.” (emphasis mine)

In other words, If you only hear/read the word, and then you go on about other parts of your life as normal — you aren’t LIVING the word…you are not a “doer”. You are simply a “hearer” and hearers are not the ones who receive the blessings from the hands of God. For anyone can hear/understand something but live their lives in any way they please, even if contrary to what they have heard. Doers are set apart from the hearers because not only do they hear, but they LISTEN and they walk in the ways of the truths they have heard and understood. It is a lifestyle. Doers put forth effort to put action to the thing they have heard and have chosen to believe.

The passage is clear. Blessings from the hand of God come to those who do not just hear. Blessings come to those who put forth constant action to the things who have heard and chosen to believe what God has made so clear to us in His Word. So. If you are wondering why you aren’t being blessed of if your life doesn’t seem to be abundant the way it is depicted in the Scriptures…perhaps you should sit with the Lord and ask Him if you are simply a hearer or if you are a doer.

Grace, love, and peace.

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