Been thinking about levees today and the devastation which can be created by the failure of such protective structures. Years back I flew over Missouri after a series of storms caused a flooding of the Mississippi river. From an aerial perspective this looked to be quite the mess, with water flowing in places man didnít plan. Major news stories for months.
Now years later I am drawn back to that mindís eye picture and what it really means to me for my here and now. Occasionally I need my friends and family around to shore me up when Iím going through my own storms. I love the wisdom in how He has surrounded me with those who will speak out when itís good to have limits and when itís okay to let the rivers flow.
By limits I mean my own control mechanisms. I am certainly a river of life meant to flow without hindrance, but there are times when itís good to have boundaries so I donít trample those around me with my thoughts and opinions. I am only meant to flow alongside their banks, softly eroding any harsh walls of protection.
At other times I am not meant to hold back the fullness of my love and truth; instead I am meant to let what is in me overflow with its entirety and power. The rushing waters of promise will flood their dry lands with life giving water despite it looking like a mess to the natural eye.
John 7:38 Whoever believes in me, as the Scripture has said, streams of living water will flow from within him