there are times when you feel done from the start.
while the world slept, you held a screaming terror against your chest.
the morning greeted you with a sneer, and a child peeing across the floor.
exhaustion pulls at your tired body, while exasperation strains your mind.
all you see are needy hands clawing away at your emptiness.
and you find yourself pointing a shot gun of anger at anyone within range.
who are you so furious with?
what has stretched your thin skin of patience over a ballooning frustration?
was it those tiny fingers that pushed all your buttons,
or yourself for having those buttons within their reach?
it feels like all you bring to the table is a cold bowl of contempt.
hardly enough to nourish those young hearts, and you're already gagging on it.
what can you stir into this pot to feed your family with?
vile ingredients of despair, guilt and gloom choke out the very taste of hope.
there is ONE who drank the bitter cup,
ONE who swallowed the sin from our deepest reserves,
In the place of our poison, He offers living waters.
sparkling with hope, faith and love.
Jesus declares: 'COME! All you who are thirsty, come and drink! I AM the living water.
though your heart feels dark as a tomb, I will give you new life.
though you soul feels parched, My grace is a tidal wave crashing on your shore.
when you feel you don't have enough to give, see I AM abundantly MORE than you can hope or imagine'.
then... look down.
with eyes and heart brimming over with this living water.
soak your family with the lavish joy and affection from above,
you are created to be a channel, not a dam.
get out of the way... and let that river flow.