Are You Tired of Searching And Striving?

mountains-1284691_1920“…but whoever drinks of the water that I will give him will never be thirsty again. The water that I will give him will become in him a spring of water welling up to eternal life.” (John 4:14)

I’m very conscious that many Christians are weary and tired. Many are in fact exhausted. I mean this in a spiritual sense, hence the need for a place to sit down and draw fresh water to revive a weary soul. And many who don’t know Christ at all are equally spiritually exhausted in their search for truth and life, amidst a myriad of voices and choices, all of which have failed to deliver.

So here is a prayer poem for every one of you precious folk;

Today though you are tired

And your soul is heavy

whilst your burdens are many

and confusion reigns

may you be led to the trickling

of the streams that are running

flowing from the rivers

from the mountain’s terrains

As you sit by the streams

may you breathe in the air

that is fresh and sweet

to sweep away your cares

May you swish your feet

in the cool water flow

and be washed from the world

and it’s heavy, muddy blow

May your heart be quickened

to follow the streams

to search with tranquillity

the source of their beams

as the sunlight splashes

and shows you the way

may you not strive but rather

delay

the cares of the world

and it’s push and its shove

the lies of self-effort

to live by your own love

May you find yourself walking

ever so calmly

toward the river

in an atomosphere balmy

with a spring in your step

and a song in your heart

find yourself walking

in Someone else’s love

May you feel His hand

resting light on your shoulder

May you sense His warmth

permeate you and smoulder

the shame of your past

and the fears of your future

in the light of Him

in His perfect character.

May you find yourself lifted

your shoulders lightened

your legs at rest

and no longer frightened

May you know that within

you are being beckoned

Beckoned and called by

the One who has reckoned

Who’s reckoned all things

in His blood that has done it

That’s settled the matter

though you’ve not even earned it

Drink from that stream,

bathe in that river

Let your head fall back

and be carried hither

by the Arms of His Love

in the River of Life

May you come to know Him

As His Bride, His wife.

The Spirit and the bride say, “Come!” Let the one who hears say, “Come!” And let the one who is thirsty come, and the one who desires the water of life drink freely. (Revelation 22:17)

Look, I am coming soon! (Rev 22:7)

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You Can Find Rest Even When It Seems Impossible

Yes, my soul, find rest in God;

my hope comes from him.

Truly he is my rock and my salvation;

he is my fortress, I will not be shaken.

My salvation and my honor depend on God ;

he is my mighty rock, my refuge.

Trust in him at all times, you people;

pour out your hearts to him,

for God is our refuge.

(Psalm 62:5-8)

Sometimes my soul is very noisy. It is sometimes easily rattled. I can always tell because I get this gnawing feeling that something has disturbed my inner peace and there’s no obvious reason for it. At that time I have to stop what I’m doing and turn my spiritual eyes to the Lord Jesus and behold Him in my spirit as gazing into a mirror.

I don’t want to be easily rattled, I want to remain in the ascendency of the spirit with my soul submitted to the Spirit of God at all times, don’t you? It’s so much better there.

I thank You Lord that at any moment of any day or night, I can turn inward to You, seek Your face and there find rest and quietness for my soul.

You are ever available to me. You have made Yourself truly as a spring of living water that bubbles up inside of me. You speak from within, Your word rises within me and washes over me, refreshing and cleansing.

Your Word is life to me, for Jesus, You are the Word and You are the Life. Your life never ends in me, it begets life again and again. Your stream is endless and has no limit to its depths. It truly is as a fountain.

You are deeper than the oceans and higher than the highest of heights above heights. O Lord, one glance toward You and I am returned to rest.

Exalting the Lord is a powerful thing. When we exalt Him by proclaiming out loud who He is to all the powers of the air, that Spring of Living Water comes bursting forth.

One thing that always encourages my heart toward the Lord and enables me to exalt Him, is to hear it through others. This happened for me recently. I was reading through some comments made on another believer’s blog and the reader went from commenting on the content to exalting the Lord! Oh how my spirit was lifted and my gaze turned toward Christ! And right there I was washed in His spring and my soul was rested.

I pray that your spirit is lifted today friend and that your soul finds rest in Him alone 🙂

Come, glorify the Lord with me, let us exalt His name together (Ps 34:3)

Jesus – the River of Life

Follow the streams that lead to the River, I heard Him whisper.

When it seems you’ve lost your way

look for the streams, though small.

Follow the streams, trek through the thicket

you’ll find your way to the waterfall.

 

(And God is faithful; he will not let you be tempted beyond what you can bear. But when you are tempted, he will also provide a way out so that you can endure it – 1 Corinthians 10:13).

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Drawing From The Well

Hi there folks,

Below is a newly entered ‘page’ for my blog site which now sits under the ‘Home’ tab on the main menu. I have copied it here as a post for anyone to read who is familiar with my site but not with any updated changes to it as of 24.2.15.

God bless you and have a great day 🙂

 


Increasingly over the couple of years prior to one particular morning, I had begun to see my Lord Jesus in images of water – as a rushing river, speeding along over all the river-stones, teaming with life, sometimes carrying me along in the roaring flow – deep, cool, green and frothing with white clear wash. I had also begun to see Him as a deep unfathomable ocean – vast, majestic, all-powerful and beyond me altogether. I had also begun to see my Lord as the cool springs, trickling along in shallow pools – gentle, refreshing and healing, in which I could paddle and drink from, providing peace and refreshment.

Then, one morning as I sat in silence with Him in the dark early hours, the Lord Jesus impressed upon me something of Himself and this life with Him that was completely new to me. It came to me in the softest, gentlest way. I began to see the Lord Jesus as a well.

I imagined the women in the bible who so often met thirsty, weary travelers at a well. In the Old Testament we read of Rebekah meeting Isaac’s servant at the well where she gave him and his camels water to drink.  Jacob met Rachel at a well where she came to water the sheep. Zipporah met Moses at a well where she and her sisters drew water for their fathers’ flock.

In the book of John in the New Testament, we read that beautiful account of Jesus meeting the Samaritan woman at Jacob’s well. Jesus spoke these extraordinary words to her; “Everyone who drinks of this water will thirst again; but whoever drinks of the water that I will give him shall never thirst; but the water that I will give him will become in him a well of water springing up to eternal life.”…

In this time of quietness with my Lord Jesus, I believe He was showing me that He is this well and that we, the church, are like those women.  He simply calls us to ‘go’ to the well and then to ‘draw’ from it. We draw from the well by partaking of His life. The Lord Jesus in all His wisdom and tenderness, was showing me that the simple act of ‘going to’ and ‘drawing’ from the well, is all that He requires of us. Once we draw from the well, we have water to drink for ourselves and water for others. 

I saw that we don’t have to dig the well, we don’t have to make the bucket, jars or ropes. We don’t have to set up or manage the pulling system. We don’t have to advertise the well or make fancy tupperware to use. We don’t have to set up a stall or mix anything with the water to improve it. We are invited simply to ‘go’ to the well and ‘draw’ from it. A simple act of intimate time with Him. This is living out of the Lord’s in-dwelling life.

By drawing from His well, we have something to give the thirsty. We have something to give to the weary stranger and something to give to our Father’s flock. That something, is Him.

Who will drink from it? Whoever is thirsty.