I am poured out like water…
Ohhhhhh...
Not spilled by accident.
Not lost to the ground as something careless, unnoticed, or wasted.
Poured.
Measured. Chosen. Intentional.
Like an offering tipped slowly from trembling hands, every drop accounted for, every ounce surrendered with purpose.
He was not losing.
He was pouring.
He was not being emptied in vain.
He was being emptied to fill.
Because the One who was poured out like water would rise again as Living Water.
Every breath—poured.
Every shred of strength—poured.
Every fragment of dignity—poured out before heaven and earth.
He felt it before it ever touched Him.
Before the nails pierced His skin,
He had already endured the weight of them in His knowing....
He was not losing.
He was pouring.
He was not being emptied in vain.
He was being emptied to fill.
Because the One who was poured out like water would rise again as Living Water.
The dust drank His blood,
but the grave could not contain His life.
And now the same Christ who allowed Himself to be emptied to the last drop stands as an endless well that cannot be exhausted.
He was not losing.
He was pouring.
He was not being emptied in vain.
He was being emptied to fill.
Because the One who was poured out like water would rise again as Living Water.
Ohhhhhh....
I am poured out like water…
So if you find yourself in the place of pouring, where you feel emptied beyond recognition.
Where strength has leaked out of you in quiet places no one ever sees.
If your dignity feels stripped and you wonder what is left, do not call it waste.
Do not call it the end.
Do not mistake the sound of pouring
for the silence of abandonment.
Sometimes…
the holiest work God does
is in the emptying.
He was not losing.
He was pouring.
He was not being emptied in vain.
He was being emptied to fill.
Because the One who was poured out like water would rise again as Living Water.
Living water.....
He was not losing.
He was pouring.
He was not being emptied in vain.
He was being emptied to fill.
Because the One who was poured out like water would rise again as Living Water.
You are not losing.
God is pouring.
You're not being emptied in vain.
You're being emptied to fill.
Because the One who was poured out like water has risen again as Living Water.
And so will you.
