Consider the following passage from II Kings 4:1-7:
1 “Now there cried a certain woman of the wives of the sons of the prophets unto Elisha, saying, Thy servant my husband is dead; and thou knowest that thy servant did fear the Lord: and the creditor is come to take unto him my two sons to be bondmen.
‘Talk about a grim and seemingly hopeless situation. This woman lost the love of her life, her protector, and her provider. The rent is due, and she is broke. Now the bank wants to take her boys, her only hope and joy.
2 “And Elisha said unto her, What shall I do for thee? tell me, what hast thou in the house? And she said, Thine handmaid hath not any thing in the house, save a pot of oil.
3 Then he said, Go, borrow thee vessels abroad of all thy neighbors, even empty vessels; borrow not a few.
Did she already sell everything in her house? She didn’t even have any vessels. We don’t want to be in her shoes, do we?
4 “And when thou art come in, thou shalt shut the door upon thee and upon thy sons, and shalt pour out into all those vessels, and thou shalt set aside that which is full.
5 So she went from him, and shut the door upon her and upon her sons, who brought the vessels to her; and she poured out.
Have you ever had a creditor call you? From what I understand, they will drive you nuts. Maybe that’s why she shut the door, possibly to avoid any distractions. Was she trying to hide, maybe ashamed or afraid they were going to snatch her boys at any moment?
She began to pour out the only thing she had left. The more she poured out, the more she had.
6 “And it came to pass, when the vessels were full, that she said unto her son, Bring me yet a vessel. And he said unto her, There is not a vessel more. And the oil stayed.
No matter how many vessels they would have gotten, she would have filled them all. It wasn’t up to her sons to pour out the oil; she had to do the pouring.
7 “Then she came and told the man of God. And he said, Go, sell the oil, and pay thy debt, and live thou and thy children of the rest.”
My goodness! This grim and hopeless situation turned completely around. Lesson learned. When all hope seems gone, keep pouring out of yourself. This miracle was not only a blessing to her but to those who needed oil as well.
Scripture often refers to the Holy Ghost, or Holy Spirit, as oil or wine. God will never run out; He longs to fill your vessel as well as all those you encounter. So, while you’re in your prayer closet, start pouring out.
“But thou, when thou prayest, enter into thy closet, and when thou hast shut thy door, pray to thy Father which is in secret; and thy Father which seeth in secret shall reward thee openly.” (Matthew 6:6)