Tuesday, August 10, 2010
A Little Oil
Nothing at all except a flask of oil. 2 Kings 4:2. Ever have one of those weeks when your faith is put to the test. When your patience is worn thin and you just want to run away. This has been my week. You would think that after 9 days in one of the most beautiful spots on earth that I would be refreshed and ready for anything. The opposite happened to me. I felt as if I had been given a glimpse of heaven, and then told now you must go back you have things to do. This was the resonating sound in my ears over 19 years ago in March of 1991, when God first spoke to me in a long time on that operating table. He said,"You must go back, you've got more things to do." What things, what could be more beautiful than basking in the glory of Daddy all day long, I didn't want to go back. However, I did have a beautiful little girl who needed her mommy so for her and whatever God had in store I came back. I find myself in that same spot today as I begin to wonder, God what do you have in store for me now. I'm no longer at the church I once called home, this area is getting busier and busier, and the peace I felt in Kauai is fading fast. So I have nothing at all but a flask of oil, a small amount of faith, mustard seed faith can go a long way. I've always believed that if you look at your circumstances and see only bleakness, then you've taken your eyes off God. So as I have preached to others I now preach to myself. Keep your eyes firmly fixed on the prize for witch you are called heavenward in Christ Jesus, God's not finished with me yet. So after a boohoo fest and a stomping of my feet, God is picking me up and starting me on a new path. I am not sure where it will lead or how this story ends, I think I'll take one day at a time. All I have is a small flask of oil however, my Dad owns the olive orchard, so no worries, I've got plenty of supplies! Be blessed, be filled with the Holy Spirit, fill up your flask from Daddy's vineyard!
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