There's something really cool about the promise of { more than } enough. In fact, if you only remember one thing about enough, this should be it.
Most wonderful things only happen once. That 50% off coupon is a one-time-use. That vacation of a lifetime ends with a plane ride home. That blissful wedding day feels as if time stops, but the next morning comes leaving only dreamy memories in its wake. I keep expecting blessing to happen that way. I keep expecting forgiveness to be that way.
But it's not.
It's kind of like an ocean. Draw from it, filter it into a river, watch it splash up onto the rocks, evaporate when the sun comes out. It's endless. The ocean won't run dry. My eyes can't even see its limit, can't measure its depth. It's a powerful, deep, limitless, unfathomable force.
So is our { more than } enough God.
His provision, His resources will not run out. His grace and forgiveness just keep moving, giving life and restoration to the earth. His good heart of love is constant and steady and rhythmic like the waves and it beats against my very human soul. It's eroding away the jagged sin, stubborn barnacles of infirmity. It splashes, covers, engulfs me. I cannot get it to stop no matter what I do or don't do. And it's really unlike anything else- He wants me to keep asking for more. He blesses me, gives abundance and then reminds me that He's never going to run out. In fact, asking Him is not needy or consumeristic. It blesses His heart and tells Him that I believe He is able. I grab the hand of a tired, worn out friend and drag them to the ocean of grace. I open up my hands, accept his many good gifts and look up toward Heaven expectantly for more.
And like an ocean, He thunders and crashes powerfully onto the shore of this dry land. I know it'll never end.
Such is the heartbeat of our immeasurably more God.
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