Lord, you have assigned me my portion and my cup; you have made my lot secure. The boundary lines have fallen for me in pleasant places; surely I have a delightful inheritance.
I said to the Lord, “You are my Lord; apart from you I have no good thing.”
So do not worry, saying “What shall we eat?” or “What shall we drink?” or “What shall we wear?” For the pagans run after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them.
Sometimes the arrival of a new week makes our needs and desires significantly more evident. The weekend wasn’t quite long enough. The tasks that were intended for last week are still on our to-do list. The grocery budget for the month is getting smaller. The pile of laundry is getting bigger. The morning seems sleepier than ever. And we think we lack much.
If only we had a little more time. A little more money. A little more rest. A little more time set aside for pleasure. Surely then we would stop feeling this lack. So we keep grasping for more. Trying to hold tightly onto what we want. Attempting to pull in more time, more money, more relationships, more fun, more sleep. Once we get it all we will feel like our portion is right, our cup is filled.
But it is here, when we come up short, that Christ whispers: I am your portion. I am filling your cup. I am enough.
But do we actually believe this?
And if we say we believe it, why are we still grasping for more?
What would our lives look like if we did believe this? If we truly trusted that what we have is the portion God has decreed for us as good? Could we give up the grasping? The hunger for more? The clenched fists holding tightly on to what we want? The griping about our unmet desires?
What would change in our lives if we really trusted that God knew our needs? That He was the only source of satisfaction? Would we release the pressure we apply on others to fulfill us? Would we let go of the worries of not having enough? Would we give of our resources a little more freely?
What if, instead of straining to fill bottomless cups with substance that cannot quench, we drank from the overfilling cup that Christ has placed right before us? Would we perhaps at last be satisfied and free to spill some of our portion into the cups of those around us?
Because the truth is, God is enough. Even on the days we feel stretched thin, experience lack, and are at the end of our ropes. Especially on these days. For how can we possibly understand the unreachable depths of Christ’s provision, the vastness of his lavish grace, until we have come to the end of ourselves?
You’re blessed when you’re at the end of your rope. With less of you there is more of God and his rule. -Matthew 5:3 (Message)
Maybe that is precisely why God allows us to come to a place of emptiness. Our exhaustion, our ever persisting tasks, our inability to do something – or all things – well, our messy house, our decreasing bank account, our constant not enough. This is exactly where we must be to experience God’s strength, God’s sovereignty, God’s perfection, God’s order, God’s richness, God’s abundance, God’s always enough.
It is God’s grace that withholds us from being able to fill up a cup on our own. Because he knows we are far too easily satisfied. We would be content with a dixie cup that held what we thought we were thirsty for. A put together house, managed weight, smoothly run schedule, easy relationships. We would say we had enough with that meager dixie cup portion. But in his mercy he withholds us from filling up that small cup and calling it good. He knows if we were able to reach a place of fullness on our own we would never experience the desperate thirst to taste from the stream of Living water. The stream that cannot grow stale, that will never run empty. You can return again and again to dip your cup in and be filled. Our not enough drives us to the place where God can be our always enough.
My cup runneth over.