A Spring worth findingRecently, I spent some time with my friends in downtown Atlanta. While visiting one night we decided collectively to go ice skating(sweet). While venturing through the streets of Atlanta we passed by a variety of landmark locations, mainly Centennial Park which was built for the 1996 Olympic games. The Park was unique in itself. It was streaming with statues of people who contributed some kind of accolade into the identity of world History. There was even aquatic museum in the vicinity( sadly it was closed at the present time). The park was filled with stations of amusement it really was a spectacle in itself. Out all the attractions of ingenuity one stood out above the rest, the Olympic ring water fountain.
I'm from a small town so anything in a big city I'll find some kind of amusement with. We were actually heading back to the apartment and I really wanted to stop and look and marvel at the fountain. So, we stopped and took it all in. For someone from the area who sees the fountain everyday may not find it particularly interesting, but as for me I thought it was the coolest thing ever. Keep in mind it was cold and we all know water mixed with cold touching your skin can create a catastrophic evening of wet clothes and pneumonia, not an option a lot of us raise our hands for. But, nevertheless I felt the kid rise up within me. The desire to play in the water was almost uncontrollable. I almost convinced myself to run through the streams bursting from the ground, but the cool factor kept me contained and I really didn't want my friends to think I was weird or something. I got up and just walked in one the rings instead of run, stayed there for a sec and I returned to my seat without making a scene, though inside i really wanted to make one. The moment was crushed by eyes that where not my own, so I spent the remainder of the experience on the sidelines a little disgusted in myself and not really satisfied with just watching the water sprout from the ground.
It's awesome how the Lord works from the sidelines of our lives. How He reveals Himself in the most subtle things when we don't think He could ever show us anything in something so minute. He comes in the whisper and falls on the hearts that are looking and waiting for him to come blanket their being with His eternal fire of love.(1 Kings 19:12) In the process of the Lord whispering to me He pointed me in the direction of a little girl who was drenched in the waters of the fountain. Her face was covered with a grin that could not be erased. She had no worries, no cares that her clothes were wet or that people were watching. The joy that radiated from this child penetrated the walls of my soul and in the process, the Holy Spirit began to whisper to me," this what I desire of you Matthew to run in the waters of life that our Holy God has provided you through the finished work of His glorious eternal Son, Jesus Christ." (John 19:30)
Once again the Lord crushed me and I laid broken in a public place, but yet He was close to me(Psalm 34:18), comforting me with His words. He reminded me of my hardened heart He redeemed me from, and the spring that burst from it's ground when i accepted Him into my life(Psalms 114:8). Somewhere along the way I stopped running and started caring about the creation and rather the Creator(Rom1:25). My clothes and my friends became a stumbling block for me. Sometimes I think we focus on not being a stumbling block for other people(1 Cor. 8:9), and we should be vigilante in keeping these words, but sometimes we forget our brothers are creating stumbling blocks for us as well, keeping us from truly experiencing God the way he intended us to. My stumbling block in this endeavor is more so myself than anyone else. Jesus is a lot like that fountian in Centennial park, but His spring is built on the foundations of the heart and His spring is the spring of Life to him who believes in Him and in Him we will never thirst again(John 4:14). The valves are open for you to drink and be satisfied. Will you run and enjoy His grace and forget about your clothes and the people watching like the little girl did? or will you sit on the sidelines and rend your garments instead of your heart?(Joel 2:13)
I'm from a small town so anything in a big city I'll find some kind of amusement with. We were actually heading back to the apartment and I really wanted to stop and look and marvel at the fountain. So, we stopped and took it all in. For someone from the area who sees the fountain everyday may not find it particularly interesting, but as for me I thought it was the coolest thing ever. Keep in mind it was cold and we all know water mixed with cold touching your skin can create a catastrophic evening of wet clothes and pneumonia, not an option a lot of us raise our hands for. But, nevertheless I felt the kid rise up within me. The desire to play in the water was almost uncontrollable. I almost convinced myself to run through the streams bursting from the ground, but the cool factor kept me contained and I really didn't want my friends to think I was weird or something. I got up and just walked in one the rings instead of run, stayed there for a sec and I returned to my seat without making a scene, though inside i really wanted to make one. The moment was crushed by eyes that where not my own, so I spent the remainder of the experience on the sidelines a little disgusted in myself and not really satisfied with just watching the water sprout from the ground.
It's awesome how the Lord works from the sidelines of our lives. How He reveals Himself in the most subtle things when we don't think He could ever show us anything in something so minute. He comes in the whisper and falls on the hearts that are looking and waiting for him to come blanket their being with His eternal fire of love.(1 Kings 19:12) In the process of the Lord whispering to me He pointed me in the direction of a little girl who was drenched in the waters of the fountain. Her face was covered with a grin that could not be erased. She had no worries, no cares that her clothes were wet or that people were watching. The joy that radiated from this child penetrated the walls of my soul and in the process, the Holy Spirit began to whisper to me," this what I desire of you Matthew to run in the waters of life that our Holy God has provided you through the finished work of His glorious eternal Son, Jesus Christ." (John 19:30)
Once again the Lord crushed me and I laid broken in a public place, but yet He was close to me(Psalm 34:18), comforting me with His words. He reminded me of my hardened heart He redeemed me from, and the spring that burst from it's ground when i accepted Him into my life(Psalms 114:8). Somewhere along the way I stopped running and started caring about the creation and rather the Creator(Rom1:25). My clothes and my friends became a stumbling block for me. Sometimes I think we focus on not being a stumbling block for other people(1 Cor. 8:9), and we should be vigilante in keeping these words, but sometimes we forget our brothers are creating stumbling blocks for us as well, keeping us from truly experiencing God the way he intended us to. My stumbling block in this endeavor is more so myself than anyone else. Jesus is a lot like that fountian in Centennial park, but His spring is built on the foundations of the heart and His spring is the spring of Life to him who believes in Him and in Him we will never thirst again(John 4:14). The valves are open for you to drink and be satisfied. Will you run and enjoy His grace and forget about your clothes and the people watching like the little girl did? or will you sit on the sidelines and rend your garments instead of your heart?(Joel 2:13)


