Pour It Out
“The love of God is waking up a sleeping giant- the Church is coming alive.”
The final word for the trip was brought by a Mozambican brother on the way to the airport for our departure. He spoke about how we must die and come to the end of ourselves so we can be filled with the Holy Spirit.
For the most part the western church is asleep; how can we wake her? Her Bridegroom calls her to come away, to awaken to His glory and His purposes and plans. But she slumbers in half measures, in material comfort and ease. She must enter into her own poverty through the poverty of another to receive spiritual sight and true spiritual hunger. The river of living water never runs dry, and the Holy Spirit’s greatest joy is to pour out. We too must always pour it out that we might receive the fullness waiting. Oh the glorious rush of the river cascading through our souls! There is no greater rush, no greater joy than to be empty of self and so to pour.