No More Empty Cups.

PC: Emma York Photography 

PC: Emma York Photography 

Isaiah 30:1-18

For the Lord God, the Holy One of Israel, has said: "You will be delivered by returning and resting; your strength will lie in quiet confidence. But you are not willing." 

You say, "No! We will escape on horses" -- therefore you will escape! -- and, "We will ride on fast horses" -- but those who pursue you will be faster.  One thousand will flee at the threat of one, at the threat of five you will flee, until you remain like a solitary pole on a mountain top or a banner on a hill. 

Therefore the Lord is waiting to show you mercy, and is rising up to show you compassion, for the Lord is a just God. All who wait patiently for Him are happy.


Raise of hands to those of us who are on the run? Maybe it’s been a long weary run for miles upon miles now. Fleeing from emotions, past sin, mistakes, guilt, shame. Or maybe, perhaps, it’s been an intense full-out sprint? Something so treacherous, so deep that you, yourself, don’t even want to face, let alone bring it to others around you, or even worse Your Heavenly Creator, so you’re fleeing as fast as you possibly can.

We have all been on the run from something: darkness, fear, denial, sin…

We can all empathize with one another in this area if we’re truly being honest with our real selves. 

And we’re running.. Running because that's what the darkness tells us to do. That's what we've always known, since the very first fall of Adam and Eve. Running, because we’re afraid of this imagined, dreamed up, false vision of God, Our Heavenly Creator. Running, because we've started to believe this intense vision of Him sitting upon His Heavenly throne just waiting to spite us.

Maybe He’ll spite us, we fear, with a form of karma: what goes around, comes around. Right? Maybe He’ll spite us, we fear, with silence and a sense of immense darkness.. Why would He desire to love me anymore with this platter of filth that I've indulged myself in… Maybe He’ll spite us, we fear, by taking something precious to our very souls far, far away from our very presence: family, friends, passions, desires, locations, hobbies, happiness, joy… Because in reality, we deserve that, right?? Lightning bolts, thunder, shattering earth quakes, gut wrenching pain.. That’s what I see.. That’s what I fear. That's what, sadly, I've begun to believe..

And then I am humbled, shaken, re-evaluating everything that I’ve been taught, raised up with, and commanded to do.. And it appears that I have it all backwards..? 

Reading through Isaiah 30:15-18, the Lord God softly beckons us to come back to Him. He expresses His deepest earnings for us to walk into His welcoming, loving arms to a place where rest, freedom and rejuvenation belong.. And yet?? Yet, He knows that we will flee. That we will continue to escape with fear with every effort to flee far away from our sin. We run on the fastest carriers possible. Believing that if we can just out run this filth, this inequity, this shame then we, our broken selves, will one day be able to forget, move on and remove ourselves from our past…

.. But the Lord God says no, they’ll find you. You'll try the fastest get away possible, but those who pursue you will always be one step faster, one step quicker than you could ever imagine.

And the Lord God, pleads.. Please, come back., child Please, child, just be still with Me. I am not sitting in spite upon my throne. No, I am sitting in endless grace, compassion and mercy. Yes, I want to give you Mercy. Yes, I want to shower you with compassion.. an endless form of love. Please, come back and wait. Please come back and rest. Come, let your soul be restored. This requires nothing of your own effort, but by everything of my very own Power. Come back, child. Come back.

Can you hear Him now?? Beckoning us to come back and simply sit still and present at His feet. Come and fill up your cup, come and grab some rest. No shame here. All sin, wiped clean. All inequities, now forgotten. 

Come back, child, and I will restore that quiet confidence, and I.. I will give you that eternal, beautiful Hope. 

With Love,

Shelby Liana

PC: Robyn Kejr & Emma York Photography

PC: Robyn Kejr & Emma York Photography