I’ve said it as a rule. I don’t like to write unless there is some sort of inward motivation to write something. So, here I sit for a moment with nothing in particular to say, yet deep down I find there is something particular to say. Kind of an oxymoronic moment so to speak.

When you have Christ living inside you He can be quiet sometimes. I figure that’s the reason I feel I have nothing to say. But we must remember something for these types of times.

I Timothy 1:6 –  Therefore I remind you to stir up the gift of God which is in you through the laying on of my hands.

I’m more after the “stir up” the gift part here. The Greek word translated “stir up” denotes the kindling of a fire, as by bellows.

Anyone who has ever tended a campfire knows that stirring up the glowing embers of a dying fire can cause those embers to flame up again and burn more brightly. Timothy was to see to it that his spiritual gift did not grow cold through disuse; he was to “stir it up” and keep the fire going.

I see in this type of stirring the creation of a heated fire that can bring metal to a melting point so it can be further shaped by someone like a blacksmith forming a horseshoe.

In our lives when we feel least like we have something to say we need to stop all else and begin to stir ourselves. I know there is something deep down inside of me that is glowing, yet in need of the bellows to be applied to cause a flame to come up from the embers of a simmering fire. Yes, even embers bring heat, but when the wind of the Spirit is blown upon the gift inside of us the embers allow the rising up of a flame.

Jesus died for us. I had no particular reason to say that, but it fans a flame inside of me to remind me freshly that my eternal being is entirely based on that one foundational truth. He died for you and me. It comes to life when you say it.

If there is no particular unction that you feel, just stop a moment and let the wind of His spirit stir you up and you will feel that something to say. God, I love you. You’re my everything. My all.

There. . . I have now gotten unction to say something. Don’t you feel it?