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Wednesday, September 22, 2010
When Paul spoke of the generous grace of God, he said God is “able to do exceeding abundantly above all that we can ask or think.” Try taking that sentence apart and notice how the apostle stacks adjectives on top of each other trying to express a lavish love that is inexpressible in any language. If God were simply able to do something we ask, wouldn’t that would be a good thing? But, all that we ask or even think! You can’t even encircle that enormous possibility in your wildest, widest imagination! And elsewhere he declared: “Eye has not seen, neither has the ear heard, nor has it entered into the hearts of man” what God has in store for those who love Him and whom He loves. Fill my cup, Lord. I lift it up, Lord Come and quench this thirsting of my soul Bread of Heaven, feed me till I want no more Fill my cup, fill it up and make me whole So that we will never really feel empty, no matter how much we give. |
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