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Saturday, April 25, 2009

Fill My Cup

I had an opportunity to sit down and have an in-depth conversation with a friend. A conversation that would lead me to look backwards to share "what God has brought me through", forward to reveal where he is leading me and inward to share my heart.

This day was like any other day....peoples lives were changing. There was a sense of restlessness and uncertainty in the air.

Our conversation was lite; it was a surface converstion. However, somewhere along the way the spirit began to move.

Not by might nor by power, but by my Spirit, says the Lord Almighty.....Zechariah 4:6

The conversation took a turn that would lead me back to one question.


Is the body of Christ doing what Christ commissioned us to do?

Let me preface my story:

My friend and I touched on one topic after another. Then, the comment that was shared that saddened my heart.

You know I went to church "Easter Sunday" but I felt so alone"; so you are a CME. I picked up the acronym from a Pastor of a church I was visiting a few weeks prior. He referenced it to individuals who only attend Sunday Morning Services on Christmas, Mother's Day and Easter.......so you are a CME.

Yes, but the only reason why is ( here is the show stopper) it seems during the service they ( the church leaders) put more emphasis on what teams are playing on Sunday. I want to attend a church like I use to attend when I was young. In my heart, I was saying me too.
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She raised her hands expressively. When I leave a service I should be full. I should feel different about myself. My cup is not being filled.

Each of us cry daily "Fill My Cup" oh, Lord.

In John 21:15-17, Jesus asked Peter three times, "Do You Love Me?"...... Feed My Sheep.

Sunday after Sunday I sit and watch a body who is content with being pew warmers. A body who is being deceived by the enemy into believing the Church is meeting the needs of believers.

I must admit I chuckled when the Pastor said bring your CMEs friends to church on Easter. God showed me the question I should have been asking myself is, why? And as the body of Christ what can we do differently to meet the needs of Gods people.

No one should feel alone when they are surrounded by God's children.

I knew there was a sense of restlessness in the air and the restlessness was in me.

The only witness I know is through my life.