James 4:8 “Draw near to God and He will draw near to you.”
I’ve been wrestling with these words. Grasping for meaning. Searching for the other piece of the puzzle. Today it’s placed in my hands. It all makes sense now. Why I wasn’t getting very far.
Matthew 15:8 “These people draw near to Me with their mouth and honor Me with their lips, But their heart is far from Me.”
It all makes sense now. I’ve been one of ‘those’ people. I’ve held out one hand saying pour in while I’ve clutched my heart shut with the other. Not in fear of it but in fear of what it may require. My heart must follow after my words.
I’ve got one foot in the laver trying to get ‘clean’ enough, good enough, worthy enough while the other foot slowly inches toward the brazen alter, the consuming fire. And yet the distance is too far, I have to step out of the laver. I have to stop looking back. It’s all or nothing, one or the other, I can’t stand in two places.
I must be poured in before I can pour out. And He’s standing there ready to pour, waiting for me to take that next step.
Acts 2:18 “On my handmaidens, I will pour out of My Spirit!”