When I was little we didn’t go to the doctor much. There wasn’t enough money. Instead every time we were sick my Mom would drag out the china teapot and place a tablespoon or two of loose tea in the metal filter and fill the top with boiling water. The water would gradually drain through the filter. I would peer at the etching of a fireplace with a spinning wheel while the tea steeped. Then Mom would pour a steaming cup of the tea and stir in a tablespoon of honey serving with dry toast. The tea in our minds performed a miracle – a healing took place.
t seems to me that Dr. Jesus is our healer for the church and if He is in me then we should as the little nursery rhyme says below be poured out into the lives of those around us. Poured out to bring healing or the light of Jesus to each problematic situations. A cupful should do. Do we administer the tea or do we stand straight and tall with no medicine being dispensed. Do we stand on the shelf of life looking pretty with no living giving words. Lord you pour into us, may we be willing to tip over into someone’s life. Pour those life giving words out – just give the message God gives you. We are a special pot and God is depending on us to be the light giving help to others – tip yourself over into someone elses life.
Verse One (Say Twice):
I’m a little teapot,
Short and stout,
Here is my handle, Here is my spout.
When I get all steamed up, Hear me shout,
Tip me over
And pour me out
Verse Two (Say Twice):
I’m a very special
pot, it’s true. Here, let me show you
what I can do. I can change my handle, And my spout, Tip me over, And pour me out.