Friday, October 1, 2010
If your marriage is starving but still hanging on, you need to wake up today and make a real effort to pour some of yourself into your husband's cup.
~Kristin Armstrong, Heart of My Heart
I read this on Tuesday and since then, all that has been on my mind are the proverbial cups that I am supposed to fill. I pictured myself, a large pitcher (okay, you can stop laughing now), carefully doling out precious amounts of myself into designated receptacles. I even started drawing them. For some reason, I decided that I would represent my girls with these dainty little flowery cups. Who am I kidding? There cups, if you look at actual volume would be resemble the Route 44's from Sonic. There were some disposable Starbucks cups labeled "special projects" that won't be around forever (praise God). Ceramic tea cups for friends -- the go-to cups when you are in need of something familiar in your hands. There was a champagne glass for the husband because, you know, it's like we are still on our honeymoon after 10 years. Um, yeah. There was even a chalice for Jesus and a water bottle for running. I'm very thorough, you know.
As I finished sketching all of these things out, I stood back.
This is just impossible. I felt so divvied-up. Dried up? Unsure of how to keep things in the proper check. Is everyone getting what they need? Where am I falling short? Is something overflowing? To top it off, I just read this, too: It's easy to get caught up in the needs of our children that the needs of our husbands slide down the priority scale into oblivion. Of course, this has never happened to me. We are still in the honeymoon phase, remember? Right.
Later that night, I asked God -- Is this it?
Let me paint a different picture, child.
I watched and before me was a glass pitcher, pouring out into this ordinary drinking glass, where the water spilled over the lip and onto the saucer beneath it. From there, the water overflowed over the edge of the saucer and the waterfalls cascaded into all the cups below.
Nice, huh? Practically speaking, God is the pitcher. I am the ordinary drinking glass and the cups below are the things He has called me to pour myself into. I'm not sure about the plate. Feel free to share your thoughts on that one. The point is, in my earlier sketch, I was dried up because I didn't have the Source flowing into me. And, I realize now that if I have cups below that aren't really mine to be filling, I, and the other cups, are left without. It's not because He is not giving enough, but because I usually don't have/make the time to get replenishment from Him. He is about relationship, not just about works. He desires to spend time with me and if all I'm doing is working, there is a very real possibility that the relationship is in danger of drying up.
Anyone thirsty besides me?
"On the last and greatest day of the Feast, Jesus stood and said in a loud voice, 'If anyone is thirsty, let him come to me and drink. Whoever believes in me, as the Scripture has said, streams of living water will flow from within him.'" John 7: 37-38
A Word about the art: This was an extremely difficult piece to draw. I was using a clear glass pitcher, trying to depict water pouring forth. Shading glass and water is next to impossible for me. But, I took on the challenge because I felt the full frontal view would offer the gift of refreshment to the viewer, as if he/she could readily receive the offering. Anyway, I'm sure that one day one of the real artists that read my blog are going to realize I'm just posing! :)
I'm linking up with some of the coolest people in blogland. Please check out Jennifer's Sneak Peek Friday, Michelle's Caffeinated Randomness, and Rachel Ann at Home Sanctuary.