Many of us need no admonition to give. We ceaselessly give time, money, love and attention because we live to give and the dead sea is dead because it constantly receives and never flows out. But the dead sea is in a much better position than a river cut off from its source.
It is easy to get into the giving mode but it is sometimes difficult to receive. We sometimes forget that we are not sources but channels whose outflow depends on our inflow, since like a river, we are designed to flow out. Our receiving is what enables us to give and it is impossible to receive from the right source and keep it to yourself. Jesus told Martha, “one thing is needful” – receiving from the source – not ceaseless activity, which I sometimes get sucked into.
This may be counterintuitive if not offensive in some quarters but perhaps we need to focus more on receiving than on giving. Living food drives you to action but dead food makes you sedentary. Receiving from the right source prompts you to give everything you receive. As Christ said, be careful what you hear.
When food is genetically altered or even over cooked, its nutritional value becomes compromised. Physical beings should feed on pure physical food but spirit beings cannot live on physical food alone but also on pure, unaltered spirit. Nothing is purer spirit than God’s word which Christ referred to as “spirit and life.”
We rise or fall to the level of our nutrition. It is impossible to feed on junk and be a gift to the world. It is impossible to feed on the Creator’s words and be insignificant. At the very least, you will be extremely creative, even bringing life to dead spirits.
I am particularly pathetic when it comes to nutrition because like Olúwatòmíwá my baby, I have a low hunger threshold so I react in interesting ways very quickly when I have been without God’s word and God’s presence for even a short period of time. Feeding time is almost selfish time because I shut out everything and everyone. Without this, I am a dry river but when I eat well and regularly, being a blessing comes naturally as do the fruit of the spirit which is love.
Tears often stream down my face when I sing this song:
This is the air I breathe
Your holy presence living in me
This is my daily bread
Your very word spoken to me
And I I’m desperate for you
And I I’m lost without you