Hephzibah.

a simple story.
written by my detailed God.

in krakow, poland.
a beautiful, preserved city.
i bought a 2 liter bottle of Fanta.
it is a tradition to buy and try Fanta in every country.
inspired by a friend.
i only consumed half of this delicious orange bubbly beverage.
so i decided to bless one of the YWAM Skien staff.
i gave him the rest of my Fanta.
he is so fond of it.
he gratefully received it.
story continues...
he couldn't finish it.
placed it on the top of a trash can.
a man immediately came and grabbed hold of the bottle.
the man did not look in the best condition as far as his outward appearance.
the staff, a group of them, decided to give him the rest of their food.
and the rest of their zloty. (polish currency)
the staff walked away heading towards security.
the man ran after them.
camera in his hand.
one of the staff had left his camera on a bench.

the man was blessed immensely.
most likely overcome with love, kindness, and generosity from the staff.
i like to call them my family.
a sweet and satisfying drink to a man with little.
the love poured out was poured back.
God is omniscient.
God is kind.
God does and will not forget His children.
God has written our stories.

a story of a 2 liter bottle of Fanta.

A river touches places of which its source knows nothing, and Jesus says if we have received of His fullness, however small the visible measure of our lives, out of us will flow the rivers that will bless to the uttermost parts of the earth. We have nothing to do with the outflow - "This is the work of God that ye believe. . . ." God rarely allows a soul to see how great a blessing he is.

rivers flow out of me because of His goodness and fullness.