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More like a Hose than a Pitcher

Posted on: February 13th, 2014 by Laurie Coombs 3 Comments

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“I feel depleted,” I told my husband. “I feel like Elijah laying under that broom tree.” Travis looked at me curiously. I didn’t pray to die as Elijah had, of course, but I was spent. Why is my tank so empty? I questioned. What am I doing wrong?

I was serving, both my family and church, and was pursuing my calling. All good things, by my estimation––things I believed God was calling me to do, and so I was confused. Why am I so burnt out if I’m doing what I am supposed to be doing?

The answer came. I was doing it in my own strength. I needed to learn how to receive God’s strength and to allow His Spirit to empower me for the work I was called to. This was perhaps the first time I had become aware of my need to receive.

Learning to receive from God is important, for God is our source of all things. He is the source of our strength, our love, and our ability to do pretty much anything. But what we must also understand is that we are not to seek blessing from God solely for the sake of ourselves. We were created to be ambassadors for Christ. To bring the good news of the Gospel to this broken world. To be the hands and feet of Jesus. But we need to receive the Spirit of God in order to do the works God has set aside for us to do.

Kingdom work (or any other kind of work, for that matter) requires God’s grace as well as the many other blessings He offers us. But these blessings are not to be hoarded or kept for ourselves. We’re to be more of a hose than a pitcher, allowing the blessings bestowed upon us to flow through us to those around us. God blesses us so we can bless others. 

In other words, we receive so we can give.

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  • vaderalman

    laurieacoombs  You Know Laurie, as much as I enjoy helping someone I do pray that I don’t remember those times I do that very often and sometimes I pray I don’t remember them at all because I know my tendency would be to be prideful.  I hope I do these things for the right reason… not for recognition nor praise but because I have the opportunity to make a difference.  To me that is more than enough reward… just knowing I made a difference.  Even for that reason I don’t know if that is a pure motive or not because of what it does for me.  I don’t want it to be about me.  Sometimes I wonder if I ever do anything for the right reason?

  • If only we had more men in this world like you, Mark…

  • vaderalman

    I count it a privilege and honor to stand in the gap and help someone.  A lady slide into a ditch in front of me on the way home last night.  I parked and came back to help but could not get her car out.  I got her away from her car as other cars were sliding down the hill too and put her in my car and stayed with her until we got her a tow truck on the way and then I took her home.  She was so thankful but I told her it was a privilege to be able to help which I am sure confused her.  🙂 

    I like the hose example… pouring ourselves into the lives of others.  Impacting them and encouraging them.