Reading 2 Kings 4: 1-7 today.
It was another awesome example of God letting the person in need participate in their own miracle.
No digging ditches today.
Today it was borrowing jars and bowls.
In this case, I doubt the woman thought much of that. Her children hung in the balance... about to be
sold into slavery to pay a debt. Oil was poured into them until there
was nothing left to fill. She had enough to pay her debts and live off
of the rest. She won the oil lottery.
What if she had tried to
guess what God was doing ahead of time and gathered "just enough" jars
to pay her debt? Or, what if when she went to a neighbor to borrow those
jars, that neighbor spoke words of doubt that she took to heart? Or
what if she let her own doubt creep in and make her question Elisha's
words from God.
It wouldn't have been the first or the last time in
history that someone doubted a promise of God. (Believe me, I know.)
She didn't. She had a ridiculous faith that God was going to take care of her and her boys through this miracle, and she obeyed.
She chose how much blessing she wanted from God.
She did what He told her to do through Elisha.
Then God followed through on His promise.
No digging ditches today.
No dirty, sweaty, backbreaking digging.
Today it was borrowing jars and bowls.
Borrowing is a different kind of hard. Borrowing is humbling.
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