Skip to main content

She Shut The Door And Poured


2 Kings 4:5
So she went from him and shut the door behind her and her sons, who brought the vessels to her; and she poured it out.
 
 
  2 Kings chapter 4 tells the story of a widow woman on the verge of losing her sons to pay off the debits owed. With creditors on their way to take her only means of future support, she cries out to the prophet Elisha. Following his instructions, vessels are gathered and the little bit of oil she has begins to flow in abundance..... after she shuts the door. With many vessels now full, she is able to sell the oil, pay the debits owed and her sons remain with her.
 
She shut the door and poured it out.......
 
Those words erupt in my heart. A Godly woman she was. she poured her heart out and her needs were met. But she shut the door! Too many times in life I have a need , a wanting, a desire but yet can not hear what the Lord would say all because I have left the door open; a open door allowing the voices of the world to pour into my heart and not the promises of God. He longs to fill the vessels of my heart with His goodness but it is up to me to shut the door and let the pouring begin. 
 
I am forever a vessel on the potters wheel...........
 
I am learning to be able to pour into the lives of others, I must have something to pour. If the vessels of my heart are over flowing with doubt, un-forgivness, uncertainty, and even worse anger, there is no room for the oils of Gods goodness to fill me. My hearts desire is to pour grace, mercy, joy, wisdom and love. But to do so I must be careful as to what is poured in my heart.
 
Matthew 6:6
But you, when you pray, go to your room, and when you have shut your door, pray to your Father who is in the secret place;
 
Once again we read "shut the door."  Jesus wants one on one time with us. He wants to be able to meet every need, every desire and do so in abundance. However if the door is left open for the bellowing of the world to scream against the promising words of God, our vessels cannot be filled with His righteousness. I have purposed in my heart to bring all my vessels to Jesus daily, to shut the door and allow Him to fill me. And in turn pour into those whom He seeks me to pour into.
 
She shut the door and poured.................
 
 
 
 
Forever His Daughter,
Stacey
 
 
 
 

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

When My Puzzle Pieces Do Not Fit

Putting a puzzle together can be fun, enjoyable and somewhat a relaxing time when the pieces all fit correctly the first time.  However when it is a puzzle with thousands of little pieces that require a great deal of time trying to figure out what piece goes where it can become frustrating, at least for me. Many times I have had to rely on the box top picture to navigate me through the placing of each piece and even that process can be irritating. Eventually the pieces do all fit exactly the way they were created to fit and the perfect picture is formed.It is a victory of sorts for me as patience is not my best quality.

 But what about when our life's pieces are not fitting together?

I had this certain picture I created in my mind, a picture how my own pieces were to fit together, my perfect box top per say. However the pieces I chose I could not force them to fit. No matter how I placed them, pushed them together, they still would not connect. My box top picture was not the pr…

I Don't Know Her Name........

 Over the weekend, I was blessed to travel with an amazing group of people to my home away from home, Cleveland Texas.  It is there supplies were brought and large cooking pots were fired up to cook and serve the community members after hurricane Harvey marked this town with his damaging winds and flooding rain. Serving and caring for those who have suffered a great loss tends to pull on the strings of my heart, however this precious lady not only pulled on my heart strings, her meek and humbleness has lodged a place in the depth of my soul. 

I had watched her walk through the church parking lot, shoulders slumped, her foot steps appearing to be in slow motion with her eyes scanning for someone to talk to. There was softness about her; a presence of need.  She asked if she had to register to gather the supplies she needed. After explaining to her she did not need to register and was welcome to take anything she needed, she humbly began to take a few items, she did not want to take …

Sifting Before the Shifting

I have been hearing the Lord say " shift" for the last year.  Shift in the atmosphere, shift in our nation, shift in the church, and a shift in me.  When I think about the word shift, I see a grand swope of the hand of God moving all into a direction of peace and wholeness.I believe without a doubt He is doing so, however I never once entertained the though He'd have to do some sifting.... sifting in me.

Sifting is a process, a two part process, when sifting wheat. First comes the threshing, the beating of the grain using a flail. Second part is the winnowing, throwing the mixture in the air allowing the wind to blow away the lighter chaffs and the heavier grains to fall back down for recovery.  I take a closer look at this process and begin to meditate on how it applies to my life.

The threshing  is the process of removal; removing those things which will cause me to stumble.When God begins to remove, He does so with the intent of replacing; replacing with those thin…