A Weekend Of Overflowing Cups
Part of the process for me has been getting rid of things we haven't used since we moved back to Iowa, paring down things I have duplicates of and organizing everything that is left. I truly believe that a cluttered home leads to a cluttered mind, so with how cluttered my brain has felt lately, apparently this needed to be done.
But when I attacked the kitchen this week, there was one cabinet I couldn't thin out. This isn't the only cabinet that has coffee cups in it, but it's the one with the most coffee cups in it. The problem, I think, is that they each hold a memory — they are places we've been, people we knew and moments we want to remember. I don't mind giving up a cabinet if it makes me smile when I open the door.
Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anoints my head with oil; my cup runeth over. Psalm 23:5
As I pull out my favorite mug in the morning, I'm often reminded of David's prayer in the 23rd Psalm. He speaks of God in such a personal way, using "I, Me Mine" words throughout. And when he gets to the fifth verse, his heart is so full of praise that it spills over into a victory anthem. The Lord had provided for David in every situation, both for his body and his soul. It wasn't almost enough or just enough to get by — his cup was filled so full that it ran over and flooded the cup as well.
Make this a weekend of overflowing cups. Even if you're in the midst of a heart-breaking trial, God is still blessing you in countless ways. If you'll look at the saucer under the cup of your life, you're sure to find plentiful provision, not just a scattering here and there. You may need to write all the blessings down, just to make sure you remember them all. Get a book — a BIG book — and make note of the ways God has made your cup overflow with His love, mercy and grace.