Empty Vessels

I saw a vision of people walking round. Christians - going about their daily business. Jars of clay on little legs, walking around. They were all empty!

I cried out as tears filled my eyes, "I don't wanna be an empty vessel!" I cried it over and over again... I reached towards Heaven desperately pulling at the power I knew could change things.

And then the Lord came to me and said, "Neither do I want you to. That is why in the next week I am going to make you a new man."

Now I know, desperately, that life cannot be about just this physical stuff. I must clear a spot in the jungle of my life for Him. I know it... I feel it.... I'm desperate for you to move God! Desperate! I cannot live with anything less!