On the last day of the fest, the great day, Jesus stood up and cried out, “If anyone thirsts, let him come to me and drink. Whoever believes in me, as the Scripture has said, ‘Out of his heart will flow rivers of living water.'”
These words of Jesus in John 7 cause me to stop and think this morning. I wonder how I am doing. Are rivers of living water flowing out of my heart? I am afraid not. Most days I am lucky if I get a few minutes of thanks and prayer in, a few stolen moments of quiet time with my Bible and then maybe a minute or two to speak words of kindness to those closest to me. But am I making time to allow rivers to flow from me. . .no. If I am honest, what usually flows in the heat of the day as I am rushing around is far from that pretty picture of rivers of living water. . .more like a cesspool of waste and anger.
That leads me to wonder, maybe it is my lack of seeking Christ and taking the time to really drink him in that leads to such dirty water. The over flow of my heart can only be provided by Christ when I have filled myself with him. Perhaps 5-10 minutes of quick reading and an even quicker whispered prayer in the mornings isn’t enough anymore. Maybe with the great muck of toxic sludge surrounding me everyday I need a bit more time to ensure my heart is filled to the full with Christ, not just injected with a quick shot. No wonder I am more swamp monster than river dweller. I sure hope you are doing better than I am at producing rivers of living water for all those you encounter. I am off to bathe in that river of clean, clear hope.
Father God, forgive my lack of time with you. Help me find ways to carve out more and more time to sit by the river and learn from you. Help me make time to read, to think, to thank and to praise you more every single day.