three-pots

Good morning…

Morning by morning, I begin empty, open, thirsty. In each day’s first hours, I silently pray, “LORD, please fill me up with Your endless love.”

I envision my mind, my heart, and my soul as three empty jugs. One vessel (my mind) collects timeless truths from the Creator, the Father, the Almighty, the Maker of all. One container (my heart) captures the compassion of Christ, our Savior, our Shepherd, our suffering Soulmate. One pot (my soul) catches the creative power of the Holy Spirit, our Friend, our Comforter, our Stream of Living Water.

As our Truine God rains down fresh droplets of divine Presence, my innermost spaces are filled to the brim before naturally overflowing, intermixing, expanding into more. As I push “send” on each morning message, all of us co-mingle with life’s magnificent Mystery, filled from empty to full before overflowing from within with God’s love for all.

This empty-to-full-to-overflowing process each morning reminds me of an insight a friend recently shared. She said something like this: “It is not whether we are a glass-half-full or a glass-half-empty kind of person. We are all designed to overflow effortlessly by remaining receptive to the everyday outpouring from God’s bottomless pitcher.”

On the last and greatest day of the festival, Jesus stood and said in a loud voice, “Let anyone who is thirsty come to me and drink. Whoever believes in me, as Scripture has said, rivers of living water will flow from within them.” (John 7:37-38, NLT).

…Sue…

P.S. I apologize for the lateness of this morning message. Technical difficulties during the early morning hours held up today’s outpouring until this kairos moment, an opportune time when everything vitally important happens all at once.