Along with a fabulous team of sweet friends, this past Saturday I had the honor and privilege of hosting 76 ladies at our church for the Living Proof Live Simulcast with Beth Moore. We’ve had this on our calendar since last September and hosted this four times now. There is a lot that goes into it; however, with a host of brothers and sisters it seems easy and goes smoothly.
There are lot’s of little details to remember, like making the bathrooms pretty and putting goody bags together around the listening guides. This year, we were gifted with the message of The Symphony. So, we hung banner made with old sheet music and added little touches throughout the church. One of the little details we added were mason jars with flowers from my garden; zinnia, cosmos, privet, solidago and butterfly bush for a little fragrance. I have to admit, they were so pretty and colorful! It wasn’t fancy, but it felt inviting.
The night before, we set everything up and decorated; ladies and gentlemen from our church family pitching in to help out. It looked lovely. But you would imagine my surprise the next morning when I walked into the church to see the poor little cosmos drooped over in their jars. My mom saw disappointment on my face and encouraged me with, “It looks a little like ivy drooping over the edge. It’s o.k.” Yes, sure! We’ll go with it, not a big deal.
The morning progressed as planned, without a hitch. Fabulous! Lunch time came and I grabbed a plate of food after most everyone else had set down to eat. But upon sitting down to lunch, I noticed that not only did we have “ivy”, but ALL the flowers were browned and drooping. What?! Why?! They looked so sad!
Then it dawned on me. I forgot to put water in the jars.
The crazy part of all this? I have a bachelors degree in plant science, horticulture. I could spout off all the science behind what happens to plants when they watered, or not watered. Plants need water. Especially cut flowers. How could I, out of all people, forget to put water in the jars?! One little detail, missed.
You see, all the details don’t matter if we forget the water. Not just with physical water, but the water of the Holy Spirit. The Holy Spirt is represented by water several times in scriptures. Take a look into John 7:37-38.
“37 On the last day of the feast, the great day, Jesus stood up and cried out, “If anyone thirsts, let him come to me and drink. 38 Whoever believes in me, as the Scripture has said, ‘Out of his heart will flow rivers of living water.’ ” The Holy Bible: English Standard Version. (2001). (Jn 7:37–38). Wheaton: Standard Bible Society.
How often do we scramble around trying to remember everything for everyone else, and in our doing we forget to take the time to “water” ourselves? It’s so important that we remember to receive the water for ourselves with God’s word, Holy Spirit, and by worshiping Him. I told the ladies that day that I was so grateful for them taking the time out to “water” themselves in God’s Spirit.
We must first take care of ourselves so that we can take care of others. It’s hard to let the living waters flow from our hearts if we’re not coming to Jesus to drink ourselves. If we are not “hydrating” and walking the way we should, it’s hard to shine the light on the path and lead others in the right direction. Water is imperative for our growth and well being, especially spiritually.
God desires to pour out His water upon our lives. With His water, we will never go thirsty and dry up like those poor withered flowers on our lunch tables. His water is eternal, it’s healing and a soothing balm to our parched souls. It is a blessing to the Lord when we stop to drink from His cup. Take time out for Him and you each day, taking a deep drink from the unending well of grace, mercy and love.
I’m so grateful for this past weekend and Beth’s amazing message. I’m also grateful for the time to be watered deeply by Him.