Pour
Pour: to send flowing or falling, to emit continuously or rapidly,
to produce or utter in or as in a stream or flood
Pour.
But more specifically: Pour out.
This is what I need.
Every morning I wake up full.
Full of flesh. Full of cares. Full of agenda. Full of me.
When I’m full of myself, I leave no room for God.
What I need to do is pour.
Pour out flesh. Pour out cares. Pour out agenda. Pour out me.
Like water in His presence, He asks me to pour out my heart. Unfiltered. He’s the only safe place to spill it all. He can handle my load.
This is what I need this week. What I long for today.
To pour.
Trust in Him at all times, O people;
pour out your hearts to Him,
for God is our refuge.
Psalm 62:8
I’m challenged to make this a part of my regular routine in the summertime – a regular time of prayer – an intentional time of pouring. But man, do I need it! I can feel the “water” rising, and it’s not a good kind of full. Before long I’ll be spewing on my family and dumping on my friends … and it won’t be pretty.
Do you get like that too? So full of your own stuff that you need to blow? Who are you tempted to dump on? What does that usually look like for you?
Happy Wednesday, friends.
Thanks Carrie. I needed that.