by Macy Johnson
“You prepare a table before me in the
presence of my enemies.
You anoint my head with oil; my cup
(Psalm 23:5 NIV)
what does that mean?” my granddaughter asked as she pointed to the imprinting across
my green shirt. “My cup runneth over means I have more than enough. God
blesses me with more than I want.” I replied. “It is from the Psalm about a
shepherd who provides for his sheep.”
after that dialogue with Dahlia, Jeff and I were enjoying a quiet afternoon at
Tugaloo State Park in northeast Georgia. A big fifth wheel camper pulled up to a
neighboring campsite and a woman emerged from the passenger side of an
oversized, black, off-road pickup. She gave hand signals to the driver as the massive
contraption gently maneuvered onto the gravel platform.
the activity until the driver appeared. He was handicapped. We later learned
from his wife that Agent Orange had deprived her husband, a veteran, of the use of
his legs. He moved slowly and deliberately with the assistance of crutches. My
husband turned to me and quietly remarked, “Please don’t ever let me complain
about anything ever again.” We both felt humbly blessed.
that sometimes I want what others have. Their camper is nicer, their appearance
is better, they are smarter, or they just have more of what I think I want.
That’s when the Holy Spirit whispers to me, “Your cup overflows.” In Christ we
have all things.
Chambers wrote, “Pour out the best you have, and always be poor.” May my
blessings spill out to everyone around me and help me to be a blessing and not
thank my heavenly Father for all His wonderful blessings as my cup fills and
overflows. I hope you will, too!