Tea Cup in the Monsoon

Lately I've been getting what I call "God sized downloads". Images, feelings, impressions, and leadings of what I believe are from the Holy Spirit. Thoughts will pop into my brain which I cannot claim to be my own. Just as I'm trying to get my mind around it, another one is there to take it's place, and another, and another, and another. Pretty soon, my heart goes into RHM (see Rapid Heart Movement post) and I begin to hyperventilate.

Today, I experienced another download. It was much stronger than all the others. If you have a technical background you'll understand when I say, it's like going from dial-up speed to full T-1 access. If you don't have technical background, it was like going from a pleasant, summer day sprinkle, to an all-out torrential monsoon.

I tried very hard to take it all in until I realized there was no conceivable way I could. I felt like I was standing in the hurricane with a teacup. I started experiencing RHM and RMM until I felt as if I would explode. I cried out to God, "PLEASE don't let me forget this." Even in my desperation I felt the still, small voice speak whisper, "I won't let you."

Instantly, despite the whirlwind that was going on within me, I felt completely and utterly at peace. I AM a teacup when faced with God's monsoon. I have limitations, He doesn't. I have many weaknesses, He has none. I can't possibly catch all of Him, you see, because I am only a teacup. My job is to allow Him fill the teacup and drink in every last molecule of goodness even with the typhoon of God's abundance is raging around me. I find the frustration transforms into joy when I focus on what He's given me and just let the rest of the rain fall.

THAT my friends is restless peace. I embrace the joy, peace, and abundance of a ferociously loving, mighty, awe-inspiring God. I know there is so much more to this limitless God I serve and I am restless to experience more and more of His downpour. Yet, I am finally at peace that I will receive Him one teacup at a time. The more I drink Him in, the more times my cup can be refilled.