They are standing there available for use. Their availability was because they were standing. Standing as they were set. They were not lying there else they would never have found usefulness in such position. He who set them there set them standing. Standing there for a divine purpose. Though such divine use tarries yet they were standing there. Oh what an issue for my heart to ponder on! Am I still standing were the death and resurrection of Jesus, and His finished work on the cross at Calvary set me? And there were set there six water pots…
They were water pots of stone, carved and crafted for a divine use before that time. They had been used for ritual feet washing before now when men sought for sanctification, but has now become abandoned. Yet they kept standing there as they were set. Though presently abandoned, yet remain they water pots of stone. They refused to be converted for other use than that for which they were carved and crafted for – water pots. They were made of stone by their maker and not of clay, hence men could not easily break them; they could only have been used for alternative purposes if they subscribe to such. And it seemed they did not. Oh, what a challenge here for me! They seemed to have waited for a time when they will be found useful in the hand of the Lord.
Each was a container of several gallons. Though six in number, showing they were in a team, however, they could yet be identified by the capacity to which each was carved. This pointed to the volume of grace they had obtained to withhold the thirst in the hearts of men. None hid under the grace of another to remain shallow, but have individually yielded to the hands of the Master in other to have sufficient to supply in the day of need. Hence, each was a container of several gallons. This is so challenging to my heart in such a day as this that we are in.
O Lord, here is my cry unto you. I am here and available for you to fill me for thy use among thy Church in these days of need. When the wine has finished and men are now serving that which is worse, O Lord, find me a vessel in your hand to bring back the new wine unto thy people. A container with a capacity deep enough to hold that which can serve the thirst of your people. Let me not raise the hope of the Church only to run out before their thirst is taken care of. Your divine purpose is what your grace has kept me “standing” all this while, for to serve. May I not surrender the Lord’s labor in carving and crafting me for divine purpose unto alternative use in Jesus name. Amen.