January 20, 2012

trading broken cisterns for living water

Sitting in my living room I hear the winter rain drumming outside.

The pattern of the rain drops soothes me as I pull a blanket close around me.

I am filled with comfort and contentment.


It has been almost one year since I received the phone call that forever changed my life's direction.

That phone call began my journey of wandering through the desert of pain, sadness, anger, bitterness, and hopelessness. I was forced to abandon my broken cistern and search for water.

My people have committed two sins: They have forsaken me, the spring of living water, and have dug their own cisterns, broken cisterns that cannot hold water. Jeremiah 2:13

Along the way I encountered many guides who helped me find my way to the living water. The body of Christ surrounded my family and held us close. I felt the presence of God as I resolved to praise His name through the storm.

In the beginning, I struggled to let go of my pride and receive comfort. But there is little room for pride when you are being refined. I finally allowed comfort to rain on me.

My cistern is filling with pure, wonderful water. I have been comforted. I have been loved on. I have filled my heart with the truth.

I am tempted to sit here a while longer. It feels good. But I have had my time to rest. 

God comforts us not to make us comfortable but to make us comforters. ~ John Henry Jowett

It is time to continue my journey. The tough days are not behind me. No, there are many more to come. But I have tasted the water of life and I must tell others of it and share my comfort.


4 comments:

  1. Loved this post Karen :)
    So good!
    comfort feels so good, and you have been a precious comforter to me :)

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  2. Thanks, Charissa! We all need to be comforted. I am thankful we have each other.

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  3. I loved this post also. I read your earlier post (the call) ... and I cried. Because I can still remember. My heart is with you. I too know what it is like to finally have to move on - and that really was a great way to put it. Kristen

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  4. Hi Kristen! I am honored you stopped by... I am certain everyone, at some point in life, will have at least one "the call" moment and it is important for us to be there for each other when it happens. Thank you for your kinds words of encouragement!

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January 20, 2012

trading broken cisterns for living water

Sitting in my living room I hear the winter rain drumming outside.

The pattern of the rain drops soothes me as I pull a blanket close around me.

I am filled with comfort and contentment.


It has been almost one year since I received the phone call that forever changed my life's direction.

That phone call began my journey of wandering through the desert of pain, sadness, anger, bitterness, and hopelessness. I was forced to abandon my broken cistern and search for water.

My people have committed two sins: They have forsaken me, the spring of living water, and have dug their own cisterns, broken cisterns that cannot hold water. Jeremiah 2:13

Along the way I encountered many guides who helped me find my way to the living water. The body of Christ surrounded my family and held us close. I felt the presence of God as I resolved to praise His name through the storm.

In the beginning, I struggled to let go of my pride and receive comfort. But there is little room for pride when you are being refined. I finally allowed comfort to rain on me.

My cistern is filling with pure, wonderful water. I have been comforted. I have been loved on. I have filled my heart with the truth.

I am tempted to sit here a while longer. It feels good. But I have had my time to rest. 

God comforts us not to make us comfortable but to make us comforters. ~ John Henry Jowett

It is time to continue my journey. The tough days are not behind me. No, there are many more to come. But I have tasted the water of life and I must tell others of it and share my comfort.



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4 comments:

  1. Loved this post Karen :)
    So good!
    comfort feels so good, and you have been a precious comforter to me :)

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  2. Thanks, Charissa! We all need to be comforted. I am thankful we have each other.

    ReplyDelete
  3. I loved this post also. I read your earlier post (the call) ... and I cried. Because I can still remember. My heart is with you. I too know what it is like to finally have to move on - and that really was a great way to put it. Kristen

    ReplyDelete
  4. Hi Kristen! I am honored you stopped by... I am certain everyone, at some point in life, will have at least one "the call" moment and it is important for us to be there for each other when it happens. Thank you for your kinds words of encouragement!

    ReplyDelete