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| Paul on the way to Damascus. |
Sometimes, I just don’t know where my
posting will take me. For instance, many
times I don’t plan on writing more than one day on a topic, but some days the
post becomes too long and it is better to split it up rather than have too
much. If you haven’t read ‘The Empty
Glass’ Part 1 and Part 2, then you might want to do that first, but for those
of you who read faithfully (thank you!!!) this post will just fit in.
There is something I chose not to write
about, which is that a sovereign God (1Chr. 29:11) can decide to fill a glass
that may be partially filled or even full.
This happens by His power, and from experience, a person is unlikely to
remain standing. There are some verses
in the Bible where God’s power is displayed and men did not remain upright-
though some may have gone down on their own volition (2Chr. 5:14; Ez. 1:28, 3:23;
Dan. 8:17; Mt. 17:6; Jh. 18:6; Ac. 9:3,4; Rev. 1:17).
Anyway, yesterday I left the house early
for service because I was full to the brim with frustration, annoyance, and
other negative thoughts and emotions.
Nothing worked to refocus myself on the Lord, and I couldn’t shake it
off. Listening to music in the car
didn’t even help until that last song before I went in, then finally I was able
to release some of the garbage. As usual, we sang some worship songs and it
was then the Lord’s power pushed out what was left of the garbage and filled me
up- and I went down right into the
seat.
What followed was a heaviness of eyes
and limbs that left me sitting there feeling God working in me and a whisper of
the word ‘healing’. Suddenly, my lungs
felt hot- as in high fever. It got
stronger, then lessened, then repeated a few times. Very weird feeling! (What I haven’t mentioned is that a few weeks
ago I had a respiratory infection* where I had even lost my voice for days. I didn’t take antibiotics, but did get
better- except for a lingering feeling of residual wetness in my upper lungs; also,
my voice would still crack sometimes when I spoke or worse, sang.)
I didn’t really think about it after
service until this morning when I realized my lungs felt completely clear and
my voice is strong at all ‘normal for me’ octaves. (Thank You, thank You, thank You
Lord!!!) There are many ways God chooses
to heal us, and sometimes He chooses not to heal us at this time, but whichever
way He decides, I (post 2006) always believe deep inside that He is GOOD.
For Jehovah is good; His mercy is
everlasting; and His truth endures to
all generations. Ps. 100:5
You are good, and do good… Ps. 119:68
The Lord doesn’t have to love us, but He does anyway. He doesn’t have to stick with us even when we treat Him horribly or ignore
Him, but He remains faithful. He doesn’t
have to have infinite patience, compassion, mercy and grace, but still, He
does. He doesn’t have to forgive us but He does ‘cause He loves us so much. God is good to us. God is good to me, and I am forever grateful
that He came to live with/ in me. (In all His followers!)
Do you not know
that you are a temple of God,
and that the Spirit of God dwells in
you? 1Cor. 3:16
By the Holy
Spirit who dwells within us… 2Tm. 1:14
And I’m hoping to keep my glass
empty so His Spirit and His power can fill me to overflowing; not just for
myself but so that others might get to know Him through me.
*my own diagnosis based on past
experiences and colour of mucus.