It rained today…
I mean it REALLY rained today…a good heavy downpour. As many of you know we don’t have running
water….at least not in the traditional sense.
I like to say that we DO have running water… you run to the well to get
it, it runs into the bucket, on the way back it runs down your back or leg
(depending on how you are carrying it)… and then it runs into the sink as you
pour it. That being said… whenever it
rains we take all of our buckets and put them out under the edge of the roof to
catch the water as it runs off. We don’t
have any eaves troughs, but Roy recently put a cut piece of 4 inch pipe about 4
feet long along the edge of the overhang, so the water comes out of both ends
of it at a pretty good rate.
But, I
digress. As this torrential downpour
came unexpectedly, the kids and I ran to quickly put all of our buckets out. We
needn’t have hurried. In about 15
minutes we had filled all of our five gallon buckets, poured the water into our
water barrels, and filled them again for a total of 10 times. Yes, that is 50 gallons of water in less than
15 minutes. When our water barrels were
full, I lined the full buckets up in our hallway…and the rain kept coming. I had nothing left to put water in, I was out
of buckets.
Why am I telling
you this! As I walked down our hallway
past the row of buckets….I had a lightbulb moment. See , I have to confess that I have been a
little discouraged, perhaps even lost perspective. I have been sick with a fever and headache
for the last month. (Yes, that is not a
type-o). I have run a fever continuously
for a month. It is finally resolving,
but I don’t sit still very well…and not feeling well enough to do anything
started to get on my nerves. So, I got
crabby….and then I got discouraged. The
enemy really started to do a number on me.
In the middle of all of this God sent me to the same scripture multiple times. I am telling you, I would start out turning
to Paul’s writings or the gospels and yet I would still somehow end up in II
Samuel.
A woman whose
husband had died had fallen on hard times… she and her sons had run out of food
and had run out of money. She came to
the prophet Elisha asking for help because she had nowhere else to turn. He told her that God wanted her to go and
borrow as many jars as she could from her neighbors. She did as she was told and then she began to
pour the meager amount of oil that she had left into each jar. God did a miraculous outpouring of His
blessing for her that day… and she filled ALL the jars. As she filled the last jar, the oil finished.
God spoke to me
in my discouragement and pointed out that I needed to be about getting ready for his
blessing. Never mind what is happening
right now, the blessing is coming…. But here is the trick…
What if the woman
had only borrowed a few jars?
I have often heard people talk about “according to the
measure of your faith” but was never
really sure what that meant. I think it
is about having enough buckets. His
blessing, like the rain we had today, will come in HIS time and in HIS
way. Do you and I have the faith to be
ready for it? When the rain starts
falling, it is a little late to run out and buy more buckets. The widow didn’t have the chance to go borrow
more jars. She could have, in the name
of practicality, borrowed just a few jars and said, “we’ll see how it goes and
then if we need to we will go borrow more”.
Guess what? She would have run
out of oil. As many jars as she had the
faith to borrow… that was how many were filled.
I struggle with
the balance between practicality and faith.
We value being realistic…. But are we prepared for the norm…. or are we
prepared for an overflowing abundance…
“beyond all we ask or imagine’ (James)… of GOD’s blessing? I have come to the realization that I am not prepared. So, once again God is stretching me (do you hear the creaks and groans?) reshaping me into someone who will hopefully be more like him. In the process, I am being stretched and enlarged into someone with a greater capacity for catching the outpouring of HIS blessing. I just can’t wait to see what happens.
“beyond all we ask or imagine’ (James)… of GOD’s blessing? I have come to the realization that I am not prepared. So, once again God is stretching me (do you hear the creaks and groans?) reshaping me into someone who will hopefully be more like him. In the process, I am being stretched and enlarged into someone with a greater capacity for catching the outpouring of HIS blessing. I just can’t wait to see what happens.
For now…
I am going to buy
more buckets!
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