Come and Taste
December 18, 2019
It all started in Austin, Texas on February 8, 1981 when prophetic words were spoken over and into Peter and Rebekah. Peter was 48 at the time.
My dear children—Yes, I have overflowed your cup. I have filled and overfilled my work in the cup of your lives. The flow of my Spirit shall continue to run over in your lives so that other cups may also be filled. As my Spirit flows out of you, it shall flow into the hearts of many of my children who are holding out their cups in expectancy. Many are waiting for their filling, and I shall use you as a deep well of my living water. The water is sweetened to perfection by the sweetness of my Spirit in you. You are one cup—given for many.
These beautiful words were tucked away for many years in Peter and Rebekah’s story, chapter XIV, “To Hell and Back." These words did not see the light of day until now, nearly forty years later. Suddenly the Holy Spirit reminded Peter of these words and prompted him to have these unique cups made.
In 1985 the Holy Spirit gave Peter and Rebekah a challenging assignment. "Build an Upper Room where weary pilgrims can find rest and answers when life seems to be going nowhere. Don’t borrow a penny to build the guest apartment." Two years later in October of 1987, it was ready to receive its first guest.
With the help of their web designer who created the graphics and the Nation Pen Company, another dream was made tangible and saw the light of day. Peter ordered 108 cups on December 4. They are promised to be delivered just before Christmas. What an awesome Christmas present people will receive who knock on their door. Christmas happens 365 days a year at 965 Cloud Cap Avenue on Lake Pagosa.
The plan is to place these cups in the Upper Room for guests, together with envelopes of Swiss Miss hot chocolate mix. Peter and Rebekah are good customers for this treat. When sleep eludes them during the middle of the night, they have a cup of hot chocolate. It works every time and lets them go back to sleep.
We extend an invitation to anyone who would like to have a date with Jesus in the Upper Room or Peter and Rebekah’s living room. A cup of hot chocolate in one of those special cups will be on the menu. And visitors can take the cups with them. That way they can reconnect with their Upper Room experience every time they drink from the cup. Cell phones and pets are not invited.
Visitors have let us know that they can picture themselves sitting in the Rocking Chair of God’s heart and be there. That’s what the rocking chair by the wood box has been affectionately called by Cheyenne, one of our first guests.
Peter and Rebekah don’t need any more stuff. Jesus does not need any more stuff. What they need, what Jesus needs, is to have a chance to overflow what is in their cups into other cups waiting to be filled. If you are not familiar with the Upper Room, click on the invitation below and you will be translated to it.
An Invitation to
The Upper Room
If you want to bless Peter and Rebekah, knock on their door, get your new cup and get it filled. For us to be able to go "deep" and connect with one another, please read "The Purple Pamphlet" before you pull into the driveway. If your spirit cries Amen and Alleluia, you are a candidate for the cup. If you cannot make the trip to Pagosa Springs, send a best friend on your behalf.
Peter and Rebekah Laue
Pagosa Springs, Colorado
Stretcherbearers.com
Addendum
For cups that are full and need to be emptied
I have a song in me I have never been asked to sing.
I have a dance in me that I have never been asked to dance.
I have a story in me I have never been asked to share.
I have a sermon in me I have never been asked to preach.
I have a trip in me that I have never been able to take.
I have a dream in me I have never shared with anyone.
I have tears in me that I have been unable to cry.
I have fears in me I don’t want anyone to see.
I have anger in me I don’t want anyone to know about.
I have a love in me that I have been unable to share.
I have a sadness in me that I have masked forever.
I have a loneliness in me but I am not sure why.
I have confusion in me that robs me of sleep.
I have a war in me that I don’t know how to win.
I have desires in me that I am not proud of.
I have questions in me I have not dared to voice.
I have a pain in me that no medicine has been able to cure.
I have a hurt in me I have kept all to myself.
I have a restlessness in me that no pill or pleasure could erase.
I am always in a hurry but don’t seem to be getting anywhere.
I am wearing a mask and don’t have the courage to take it off.
I don’t know how to live life, but don’t want anyone to know.
I need help but have a hard time admitting it, even to myself.
I don’t know how to empty my cup, so that Jesus can fill it with Himself.
I have a prayer in me I have never dared to pray,
"Lord, make me into a new cup that is poured out for many."
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