"Anything you do not give freely and abundantly becomes lost to you. You open your safe and find ashes." (Annie Dillard, Write Till You Drop)
She is on to something. ;)
"Channels only, blessed Master, but with all Thy wondrous pow'r
Flowing through us, Thou canst use us, every day and every hour.
Flowing through us, Thou canst use us, every day and every hour.
This old lyric is only true in loving relationship with Him. More than channels only -- we are friends, devoted servants, sons and daughters of our Elder Brother, redeemed Children of Light, "workers together with God."
Yet, if we hoard what we receive it rots like the secreted manna.
Lord, you are the Safe for our lives. Let me not fashion my own private safe, imagining I can keep something there, only to find ashes on that Final Day when all is opened.
