I can’t help but think of those “trick” bottles, Lord. The ones we tilt and pour, thinking the liquid has all been poured out. But when the bottle is righted again, the liquid level seems to refill to the same level.
In a way, I’m feeling like that tonight… except that it is no trick. And when You set me upright, I am more than full again.
Full to overflowing!
“But even if I am being poured out like a drink offering on the sacrifice and service coming from your faith, I am glad and rejoice with all of you. So you too should be glad and rejoice with me.” (Philippians 2:17-18)
I have been poured out during these last two days. Co-laboring with my business colleagues — Christians, all. Pouring into each other, as You filled us. With words. THE Word. Words of Life. Inspiration. Encouragement. Wisdom. Practical Counsel. Hope. Healing. Passion. Love.
There is much to say, Lord. And my spirit is very willing… but my flesh? Willing, but not very able right now.
“My grace is sufficient for you, for My power is made perfect in weakness.” (2 Corinthians 12:9)
Needing Your perfecting power…
Surrendering to Your tender loving care…
Eager for whatever Tomorrow will bring…
“Whoever dwells in the shelter of the Most High will rest in the shadow of the Almighty. I will say of the Lord, ‘He is my Refuge and my Fortress, my God, in whom I trust.” (Psalm 91:1-2)