After a fabulous hack out in the blazing sunshine, my lovely cob was rather hot and sweaty. To cool him down, I got a bucket of water and a sponge to rub him down. Despite his laid back and rather sleepy nature, Chaz immediately went for the bucket, plunged his head inside – only to come right back out again, giving me a more than disappointed look. No food?! Then he saw the sponge and started sniffing it. His disapproval was tangible when it turned out to be inedible. A second later, his eyes had drooped in his usual manner, and he stood oblivious to his surroundings.
I had a good chuckle at him and dunked the sponge in the water.
The second my hand came out of the bucket, the sponge now dripping quite heavily, the horsey jumped out of his skin, nearly crashing into the side of his stable. I looked from the horse to the bucket to the sponge and back to the bucket. Both items on their own had been boring to Chaz, to say the least. Now, however, he was panting in terror!
I lowered my hand and gave Chaz a quick and calm pat on the shoulder which did seem to reassure him. I wrung the sponge out so it didn’t drip any longer and squeezed it on his neck. He looked like he was ready to bolt again but then the sensation of the cool water against his sweaty neck must have been pleasant as he started relaxing and within a minute he just stood there and enjoyed being cooled down.
When I thought about this later, I was wondering how many of God’s blessings I am used to and how many I don’t even acknowledge any longer as I am beginning to take them for granted. Was I like Chaz and the water bucket in any way, receiving God’s spirit but not really thinking it to be anything special any longer? Did I sniff at the sponge like Chaz, being disappointed God’s gift wasn’t what I was craving at the time? How would I then react when God starts showering me with new gifts or a new combination of known blessings? All of a sudden, his spirit fills me so much the droplets are flying, splashing me in the eye. All of a sudden, the God’s power is tangible and present, and it startles me.
I pray that I begin to get comfortable with multitudes of blessings, with God’s spirit being poured out in so much measure that although staggered I enjoy the refreshing and cleansing power it offers. I pray that I start to enjoy others’ experience of the same when their reaction in public might be something I perceive to be messy.
The Spirit of the Lord will come powerfully upon you, and you will prophesy with them; and you will be changed into a different person. 1 Samuel 10:6
The Spirit of the Lord spoke through me; his word was on my tongue. 2 Samuel 23:2
For I will pour water on the thirsty land, and streams on the dry ground; I will pour out my Spirit on your offspring, and my blessing on your descendants. Isaiah 44:3
In the last days, God says, I will pour out my Spirit on all people. Your sons and daughters will prophesy, your young men will see visions, your old men will dream dreams. Even on my servants, both men and women, I will pour out my Spirit in those days, and they will prophesy. Acts 2:17-18
After they prayed, the place where they were meeting was shaken. And they were all filled with the Holy Spirit and spoke the word of God boldly. Acts 4:31