Having decided we had spent enough money on fairly expensive replacement cartridges for our ink jet printer, my wife and I decided to take the advice of friends and try going the “ink refill kit” route. After all, spending $17.95 beats spending $59.99 any day of the week!
So, we went online and ordered one “Premium Refill Ink Kit” containing “3 bottles of 30ml Dye Black ink; 1 bottle of 30ml Dye Cyan ink; 1 bottle of 30ml Dye Magenta ink; 1 bottle of 30ml Dye Yellow ink; and 1 refill drill”.
It arrived yesterday; and wouldn't you know it, I drew the short straw of installation. So, scared to death I would mess up the procedure it called for, I dutifully spent last night reading and re-reading the instructions. Then, this morning, after once again reading though the directions, and after getting myself all psyched up, I tore into the package and threw myself into the process with compete abandon.
A quarter of an hour later, it was all over. Three color ink cartridges and one black ink cartridge had all been refilled and reinstalled. To my utter amazement (and especially my wife's), they were all working quite well. In fact, after running the cleaning program for the ink jet heads, and then printing an alignment page, I was amazed to see just how well the test page turned out.
Until I took another look, that is. Not another look at the printed page, but at my hands, and at the top of the desk where I had performed the messy refill process. It seemed as if everywhere I looked, a hodgepodge of primary colors and/or combinations of them gave evidence of the intense preceding struggle undertaken to reinfuse life into my depleted ink cartridges.
Prominent among those colors were blue, black, and above all, red. My hands, even more than the desk top, bore evidence of the fierceness of the melee. But I looked upon the scene with great satisfaction, knowing that even though the struggle may have been intense, it was nonetheless extremely rewarding.
Of course, the image of black and blue hands, covered in a further layer of red, brought to my mind what another set of hands must have once looked like, after another, far greater struggle to infuse new life into depleted vessels had taken place.
That struggle was the one that happened when the battle of the ages came to a head on an old rugged cross some twenty centuries ago, as the Only Begotten Son of God allowed Himself to be beaten black and blue before shedding His crimson blood through the piercing of His hands, feet, and side, all for the right to give new life to men and women everywhere.
As a result of an intense few minutes of struggle on my part, my printer found itself infused with newness of life, clearly reflected in the crisp, bright colors it was generating with each new page. As a result of an infinitely more intense few hours of struggle on a cross, men and women in all times and places were suddenly able to be infused with newness of life.
I am one of those who benefited by that great sacrifice by Jesus Christ. The evidence of His struggle was on display in His broken body and His spilled blood. Now, hopefully, the newness of life I have experienced through Him is evidenced by a bright, new colorful disposition on display as I go about glorifying Him by fulfilling the purpose for which He created and then redeemed me.
What about you? Are you feeling empty inside? Do you feel depleted? Would you like to find newness of life? One that evidences a new purpose and productivity? As well as a new and abundant overflow of colorful joy?
If so, then why not consider what Jesus has done for you? Why not embrace His struggle and victory on your behalf today? In short, why not allow Jesus to color you happy today?!
I leave you with the testimony of Rufus H. McDaniel. Pay particular attention to the words of his first and last stanzas.
1 What a wonderful change in my life has been wrought
since Jesus came into my heart!
I have light in my soul for which long I had sought,
since Jesus came into my heart!
Refrain:
Since Jesus came into my heart,
since Jesus came into my heart,
floods of joy o'er my soul like the sea billows roll,
since Jesus came into my heart.
2 I'm possessed of a hope that is steadfast and sure,
since Jesus came into my heart!
And no dark clouds of doubt now my pathway obscure,
since Jesus came into my heart! [Refrain]
3 There's a light in the valley of death now for me,
since Jesus came into my heart!
And the gates of the city beyond I can see,
since Jesus came into my heart! [Refrain]
4 I shall go there to dwell in that city, I know,
since Jesus came into my heart!
And I'm happy, so happy, as onward I go,
since Jesus came into my heart! [Refrain]
Amen!
HYMN SOURCE:
https://hymnary.org/text/what_a_wonderful_change_in_my_life_has.
So, we went online and ordered one “Premium Refill Ink Kit” containing “3 bottles of 30ml Dye Black ink; 1 bottle of 30ml Dye Cyan ink; 1 bottle of 30ml Dye Magenta ink; 1 bottle of 30ml Dye Yellow ink; and 1 refill drill”.
It arrived yesterday; and wouldn't you know it, I drew the short straw of installation. So, scared to death I would mess up the procedure it called for, I dutifully spent last night reading and re-reading the instructions. Then, this morning, after once again reading though the directions, and after getting myself all psyched up, I tore into the package and threw myself into the process with compete abandon.
A quarter of an hour later, it was all over. Three color ink cartridges and one black ink cartridge had all been refilled and reinstalled. To my utter amazement (and especially my wife's), they were all working quite well. In fact, after running the cleaning program for the ink jet heads, and then printing an alignment page, I was amazed to see just how well the test page turned out.
Until I took another look, that is. Not another look at the printed page, but at my hands, and at the top of the desk where I had performed the messy refill process. It seemed as if everywhere I looked, a hodgepodge of primary colors and/or combinations of them gave evidence of the intense preceding struggle undertaken to reinfuse life into my depleted ink cartridges.
Prominent among those colors were blue, black, and above all, red. My hands, even more than the desk top, bore evidence of the fierceness of the melee. But I looked upon the scene with great satisfaction, knowing that even though the struggle may have been intense, it was nonetheless extremely rewarding.
Of course, the image of black and blue hands, covered in a further layer of red, brought to my mind what another set of hands must have once looked like, after another, far greater struggle to infuse new life into depleted vessels had taken place.
That struggle was the one that happened when the battle of the ages came to a head on an old rugged cross some twenty centuries ago, as the Only Begotten Son of God allowed Himself to be beaten black and blue before shedding His crimson blood through the piercing of His hands, feet, and side, all for the right to give new life to men and women everywhere.
As a result of an intense few minutes of struggle on my part, my printer found itself infused with newness of life, clearly reflected in the crisp, bright colors it was generating with each new page. As a result of an infinitely more intense few hours of struggle on a cross, men and women in all times and places were suddenly able to be infused with newness of life.
I am one of those who benefited by that great sacrifice by Jesus Christ. The evidence of His struggle was on display in His broken body and His spilled blood. Now, hopefully, the newness of life I have experienced through Him is evidenced by a bright, new colorful disposition on display as I go about glorifying Him by fulfilling the purpose for which He created and then redeemed me.
What about you? Are you feeling empty inside? Do you feel depleted? Would you like to find newness of life? One that evidences a new purpose and productivity? As well as a new and abundant overflow of colorful joy?
If so, then why not consider what Jesus has done for you? Why not embrace His struggle and victory on your behalf today? In short, why not allow Jesus to color you happy today?!
I leave you with the testimony of Rufus H. McDaniel. Pay particular attention to the words of his first and last stanzas.
1 What a wonderful change in my life has been wrought
since Jesus came into my heart!
I have light in my soul for which long I had sought,
since Jesus came into my heart!
Refrain:
Since Jesus came into my heart,
since Jesus came into my heart,
floods of joy o'er my soul like the sea billows roll,
since Jesus came into my heart.
2 I'm possessed of a hope that is steadfast and sure,
since Jesus came into my heart!
And no dark clouds of doubt now my pathway obscure,
since Jesus came into my heart! [Refrain]
3 There's a light in the valley of death now for me,
since Jesus came into my heart!
And the gates of the city beyond I can see,
since Jesus came into my heart! [Refrain]
4 I shall go there to dwell in that city, I know,
since Jesus came into my heart!
And I'm happy, so happy, as onward I go,
since Jesus came into my heart! [Refrain]
Amen!
HYMN SOURCE:
https://hymnary.org/text/what_a_wonderful_change_in_my_life_has.