IN THE PRESSING
By: Moriah Logsdon
And no one puts new wine into old wineskins. For the old skins would burst from the pressure, spilling the wine and ruining the skins. New wine is stored in new wineskins so that both are preserved.
Matthew 9:17 NLT
There was a time in my life where I fell into a deep circumstantial depression. I felt a pressing urge to really start reading and studying my Bible. Since my circumstance was pressing me into a dark place, I decided to press back with the Word of God.
Once I leaned into His Word, I noticed it didn’t take three trendy worship songs on a Sunday morning for me to freely worship. The Spirit was in me! My life became worship. I was no longer storing my worship in old wine skins; I had a NEW worship that I was pressing into daily. The more I pressed, the more He crushed my fears, doubts, and depression.
One day, while a friend was talking about not knowing her giftings, in the back of my mind I knew one of my gifts. I started pressing into gifts God had instilled in me when He created me. I then felt conviction: Why did God give me a voice to sing? How could the Creator of life look down on me and give me this gift, and what does He think of me not using it? If He instilled worship in me, the least I can do is be His vessel. The least I can do is sing His praises. Doesn’t he deserve to receive the talents that He gave us to used for His glory?
The dark place I was in quickly became the catalyst for me to press into my giftings. If not for the frustration, I couldn’t have produced wine from the old fruit of my situation. Only God could use a seed of doubt that I buried beneath Him to produce a new wine.
What talents or gifts has God placed in your heart? How can you use these giftings to honor God?
And no one puts new wine into old wineskins. For the old skins would burst from the pressure, spilling the wine and ruining the skins. New wine is stored in new wineskins so that both are preserved.
Matthew 9:17 NLT
There was a time in my life where I fell into a deep circumstantial depression. I felt a pressing urge to really start reading and studying my Bible. Since my circumstance was pressing me into a dark place, I decided to press back with the Word of God.
Once I leaned into His Word, I noticed it didn’t take three trendy worship songs on a Sunday morning for me to freely worship. The Spirit was in me! My life became worship. I was no longer storing my worship in old wine skins; I had a NEW worship that I was pressing into daily. The more I pressed, the more He crushed my fears, doubts, and depression.
One day, while a friend was talking about not knowing her giftings, in the back of my mind I knew one of my gifts. I started pressing into gifts God had instilled in me when He created me. I then felt conviction: Why did God give me a voice to sing? How could the Creator of life look down on me and give me this gift, and what does He think of me not using it? If He instilled worship in me, the least I can do is be His vessel. The least I can do is sing His praises. Doesn’t he deserve to receive the talents that He gave us to used for His glory?
The dark place I was in quickly became the catalyst for me to press into my giftings. If not for the frustration, I couldn’t have produced wine from the old fruit of my situation. Only God could use a seed of doubt that I buried beneath Him to produce a new wine.
What talents or gifts has God placed in your heart? How can you use these giftings to honor God?