My family and I are in a new season. We have recently moved to Louisville, Kentucky to plant a new church. We cannot even begin to explain how excited we are for this new opportunity. We truly believe that God is going to do something incredible in this amazing city.
Through all of this, my family and I have had to rely on God more than we ever have. Not that we didn’t rely on Him before, but this is different. We are in way over our heads and there are days when we have questioned our sanity.
Through this process of learning to rely on God more than we ever have, a particular portion of Scripture has been continually coming to my mind. In fact, if I can be honest, I have been obsessing over one particular story.
In 2 Kings chapter 4, there is an incredible story about a woman whose husband has recently died and creditors want their money and have showed up to take her children as compensation.
It’s completely crazy to even think about.
Then she goes to see, Elisha, the prophet, and he tells her to go borrow a lot of jars. In fact, he tells her not to get just a few. She does what he told her and she goes back home and starts filling the empty jars with the small amount of oil that she had.
God miraculously provided!
And here is the idea that I’ve been obsessing about:
Yes, God provided for her supernaturally. Yes, God met all of her family’s needs. But what if God had wanted to bless her abundantly? What if God had wanted to literally knock her socks off?
Because I believe He would have and that He wanted to, if only she would have gotten more jars, if only she had not became content with what she had.
I’m asking God for more jars.
I really am.
I want to live my life in such a way that I’m not afraid to ask God for more. I want to live my life in such a way that God abundantly blesses my family. I want to live my life in such a way that I come to know Jesus in a much deeper and intimate way.
Now, before you get all up in arms, let me say that I’m very thankful for all that God has done in my life. I’ve been blessed more than I could ever articulate.
But there’s more.
There’s more peace, there’s more joy, there’s more grace, there’s more hope, there’s more love, there’s greater levels of intimacy, that we can experience.
And I believe God is waiting to pour it out on us.
We simply need to learn that even though things may be “okay” in our lives, that there is always more, much more.
I guess, what I’m trying to say is that I don’t want a lack of hunger to stop the oil from flowing in my life, or anyone else’s for that matter.
There is more and I need more jars.