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Filling the pots with water and other acts of faith

Staff Writer
Waxahachie Daily Light
Ken Ansell

We took a short respite this past week. The first in awhile. It’s not easy or at least I find that it’s not real easy to rest during this pandemic. We have found ourselves almost overnight living in a different culture, one that most do not care for. It’s like we have moved to a new and different place and it’s not agreeing with us.

At first staying at home, church online, shopping at Walmart with a Geiger counter did not bother me but I’m frustrated now. I’m starting to relate to that Spiriva commercial, you know the one where they say, “Sometimes COPD can make breathing so difficult that it feels like an elephant is blocking your airway.” That elephant in the commercial has been following me around, and I’m not much of a fan.

One of the things the Blonde and I hoped to accomplish on our trip was to find some direction in this new world. Kind of press the “re-set” button. We want to make sure we are always living consecrated lives, pursuing holiness, faithfulness and double check that grace is in the driver's seat.

The Apostle Paul told Timothy in 2 Timothy 1:6, “For this reason I remind you to fan into flame the gift of God …” That’s what our respite was about fanning the flame of the Spirit and throwing some wood on that spiritual fire. This is a constant work for sure, but there are times we have to be like Jesus and get away. We need to check ourselves for clarity and discernment.

To be honest, it’s not been the revival I thought it would be. A week is probably not enough time to unwind or detoxify. By the time Wednesday rolled around, I started to grasp the week was halfway over, and there was no burning bush.

I heard another pastor say recently that God whispers to us because He is close to us, and that brings me comfort. Sometimes, too, I find we are looking for the wrong thing. We are looking for the loud booming voice of the Lord, and no doubt, sometimes He does speak very loudly, and somehow He sounds like my parents, “Kenny, what were (are) you thinking!?” What I’m saying is, God can be subtle, and I’ve appreciated what He has said to me this week, regardless of the decibels or lack of.

Here’s what He has said to me this week: “Kenny, I’m waiting on you. Believe Me and do not just believe IN Me. Believe My promises. Act on them through faith.”

This week I was reminded of the first miracle of Christ. Do you remember Jesus turned water into wine at a wedding reception? First of all, us uptight Baptists need to understand that Jesus actually did turn water into real wine. This was not Welch’s grape juice; it was the real stuff.

In the story that is found in John 2, Jesus told the servants to fill six stoneware water pots with water (360 gallons). Then, take a pitcher of the water to the host of the party, and when the host tasted it, the water had been converted and they celebrated. Jesus not only brought wine to the party, but He brought the best wine to the party (I like this version of Jesus, and I hope you do, too, because it’s who He is).

I think, and I could be wrong because I’ve already been wrong a few times this year, but I think that most people want a miracle, but they are not willing to do the work of grabbing the pots and filling them with water so then Jesus can do what only Jesus does - does that make sense?

How many of us want the activity of God in our lives, but we are sitting in the bleachers watching the game, rather than getting in the game? Does that make sense? I hear God saying, this time in a loud voice, “Kenny, get off the bench and get in the game if you want to see Me show up and show off.” He told me to tell you that. Go get’em!