Reminded by the Spirit
It was in 1987 that I surrendered my life to Jesus and then shortly after I experienced the Baptism of the Holy Spirit which was an amazing experience that set my life on a pathway of dynamic encounters along with times of considerable suffering but with great spiritual growth. Its been 31 years since those early days and I continue to walk with Jesus and remain filled with the Holy Spirit.
Over the last few days the Spirit has been challenging me to think again about His work in my life.
I recently read the following scripture and saw the essential nature of the flow of God’s Spirit.
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.’” 39 Now this he said about the Spirit, whom those who believed in him were to receive, for as yet the Spirit had not been given, because Jesus was not yet glorified.
I understand that we all receive the Holy Spirit when we first surrender our lives to God. We are filled and the Spirit dwells within us. We are His Temple and members of his Body the unity of all believers. Yet the scripture goes beyond “filling” to a “flowing” and its only living water that actually flows. I’ve been filled for many years but I question the reality of the flow of God’s Spirit out of my life. Maybe its been for me just a trickle rather than a surging flow. Maybe I’ve spent many years at the south side rather than being in the waters of the east.
Ezekiel 47 :1-2
Then he brought me back to the door of the temple, and behold, water was issuing from below the threshold of the temple toward the east (for the temple faced east). The water was flowing down from below the south end of the threshold of the temple, south of the altar.2 Then he brought me out by way of the north gate and led me around on the outside to the outer gate that faces toward the east; and behold, the water was trickling out on the south side. 3 Going on eastward with a measuring line in his hand, the man measured a thousand cubits,a] and then led me through the water, and it was ankle-deep. 4 Again he measured a thousand, and led me through the water, and it was knee-deep. Again he measured a thousand, and led me through the water, and it was waist-deep. 5 Again he measured a thousand, and it was a river that I could not pass through, for the water had risen. It was deep enough to swim in, a river that could not be passed through. 6 And he said to me, “Son of man, have you seen this?”
If I’m filled then I need to overflow and that will only happen if I cry out for more of the Spirit to pour into my life so that I simply cannot contain what’s given.
I’ve woken up every morning with this song in my mind. Just look at what happens when there is a river of life flowing………
I’ve got a river of life flowing out of me
Makes the lame to walk and the blind to see,
Opens prison doors, sets the captive free.
I’ve got a river of life flowing out of me.
Spring up, O well, within my soul.
Spring up, O well, and make me whole
Spring up, O well, and give to me #
That life abundantly
I know I need this river of life to flow out of me to touch lives.