I was brushing my teeth thinking about these pastors and this revival they are leading. I follow this particular pastor on social media and listen to his podcasts. His fierce and sets your heart on fire. I had just scrolled through Instagram and saw a picture from night five of their event. Night five. The first thought I had was: they must be exhausted. How do you preach, speak, and put on an event for thousands upon thousands and not collapse from severe fatigue? And then it dawned on me. He filled their cup.
"You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies; You have anointed my head with oil; My cup overflows. Surely goodness and loving-kindness will follow me all the days of my life, And I will dwell in the house of the LORD forever." Psalm 23:5-6
The only way the pastors of this church are able to put on a five day revival event for thousands of people without falling over is with God. He fills their cup each day so they may set forth to do the work He has called them to. But here's the deal: He fills their cup so that they may pour it out. They don't keep what's in the cup. They give it away. Freely.
I stood brushing my teeth looking in the mirror and began to pray.
Lord,
Fill my cup but only fill it with things that I may give away in order to bring You glory. Nothing more. Nothing less.
Amen
And then I realized what I just prayed. Ummm...are there take-backs in prayer? Because I just prayed something scary.
Here's the deal. We ask God to fill our cups constantly. We ask for blessing, protection. provision, guidance, wisom, health, happiness, healing, and on and on. We ask that God fill our cup never wanting to tilt it for it may spill and we may lose those things. We want to put a lid on our cups only opening it for Him to fill and then securing the lid tightly when He's done. Spilling our cups scares us to the core.
I looked at those pictures of those pastors and didn't see fear. I didn't see suffering. I didn't see exhaustion. I witnessed hope in their eyes and joy in their hearts and it hit me. They get it.
True fulfillment doesn't come in a full cup. It comes when we take the lid off and give it away sending what He's filled us with into the world where it grows and inspires and gives hope and meaning.
I want God to fill my cup. Oh, how I want Him to fill my cup. And slowly but surely I will pry that lid off and give away what He has blessed for that's where the reward lies.
Fill my cup, oh God, and give me the courage to let go and give it away.
Love & Blessings,
Meg
"You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies; You have anointed my head with oil; My cup overflows. Surely goodness and loving-kindness will follow me all the days of my life, And I will dwell in the house of the LORD forever." Psalm 23:5-6
The only way the pastors of this church are able to put on a five day revival event for thousands of people without falling over is with God. He fills their cup each day so they may set forth to do the work He has called them to. But here's the deal: He fills their cup so that they may pour it out. They don't keep what's in the cup. They give it away. Freely.
I stood brushing my teeth looking in the mirror and began to pray.
Lord,
Fill my cup but only fill it with things that I may give away in order to bring You glory. Nothing more. Nothing less.
Amen
And then I realized what I just prayed. Ummm...are there take-backs in prayer? Because I just prayed something scary.
Here's the deal. We ask God to fill our cups constantly. We ask for blessing, protection. provision, guidance, wisom, health, happiness, healing, and on and on. We ask that God fill our cup never wanting to tilt it for it may spill and we may lose those things. We want to put a lid on our cups only opening it for Him to fill and then securing the lid tightly when He's done. Spilling our cups scares us to the core.
I looked at those pictures of those pastors and didn't see fear. I didn't see suffering. I didn't see exhaustion. I witnessed hope in their eyes and joy in their hearts and it hit me. They get it.
True fulfillment doesn't come in a full cup. It comes when we take the lid off and give it away sending what He's filled us with into the world where it grows and inspires and gives hope and meaning.
I want God to fill my cup. Oh, how I want Him to fill my cup. And slowly but surely I will pry that lid off and give away what He has blessed for that's where the reward lies.
Fill my cup, oh God, and give me the courage to let go and give it away.
Love & Blessings,
Meg
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