A pen is filled with ink. Common knowledge.
Sitting in church this morning I was drawing on an envelope. With an ink pen. After drawing and scribbling for about 5 minutes the pen stopped working. That got me thinking. When a pen is first made it's empty of ink. It's only the pen shell until a machine fills it with ink. It's shipped out to the work to be used. To help people. Again I am comparing myself/christians in general to something (nothing original coming from this bean rn). So, comparing christians to pens: Before we're saved, we are typically just a shell. After, we are filled with the Lord. Our job as christians is to spread the good news of the Lord to all the earth. But sometimes we feel like the Lord has left us. That we've ran out of him. Butter spread over too much bread. In this way, we are ink pens. Fun Fact: Burning the tip of a pen that won't work usually fixes the problem and you have a working pen again. Sometimes we just need a little spark. A little more of God. Boost that faith. Slay that giant. Preach that word. I recently heard a song called Touched By A Fire that kind of inspired this last part (totally has nothing to do with pens. Again, Ya Girl Is Random. THOUGHT THREAD) of today's post. It says: "I've been touched by a fire, so let the world come and watch me burn. Shout it from the rooftops, shout it till everyone has heard." Touched by a fire. That is my favorite thing to say now. God is the fire that touches the people. I've been touched by a fire. This world is gonna watch me burn. This world is gonna hear me shout. And to top off this (very short, very random) blog post, a quote from the Hunger Games that almost fits what I'm trying to say. "If we burn, you burn with us."
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