I Am a Cup

Father, I had the privilege of speaking with one of your hungry children yesterday. As we talked, her enthusiasm for You was invigorating and inspirational! Continue to bless and draw her to You. She is thriving in Your presence! May we all feel that hunger and pursue finding ways to satisfy it! Amen.

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Father, I remember when I first started journaling, back in 2015. I too had that hunger. I am in a much better place than before that time, but the hunger is not as strong as it once was. I pray for that intensity of hunger once more.

The following words were written in the early months of that time. May it be the kindling for us all, to seek Your heart. Amen.

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It’s hard to believe that what caused me to wake up several times this morning is the fear I would miss something I wasn’t even thinking of doing a year ago! But Father I do not want to miss our special time together. Granted at this point the compulsive part of my personality may be making a contribution but it’s all good! Father, You made me and whatever it takes to get me up and at it with You is fine by me! Bless our time together; speak to me for I am listening…

I’m not exactly sure what he said, but a radio preacher got my mind going down a certain track. The end result was – I am a cup. (Profound, huh?) At the beginning of each day, I get to fill it with whatever I want. It is a choice, but it is also possible to relinquish that choice and just let the day fill it with whatever it will. A big problem with going that route is that all kinds of junk can be dumped in my cup – anger…apathy…bitterness…envy…lust…revenge…need I go on? And more often than not these things leave a residue in my cup.

In the past when I’ve made chocolate milk, sometimes the chocolate syrup sticks to the side of my cup even with lots of stirring and scraping. Now what was in my cup was very good but if it is not cleaned properly the residue that was left will still be there when I go to use my cup again. So unless I take care to clean my cup, each day’s residue will continue to accumulate and things begin to taste funny before too long. If I’m not careful it can even begin to affect my health.

That’s one way I can go about being a cup but is not the only way. I am a cup who knows its Maker! Those individuals who make things usually know a great deal about their care. God made me and who better to help me care for myself?

Each morning now, I start off clean – no accumulating residue to mess things up. And each day God fills me. He fills me with himself and all the good things that make Him who He is…love…patience…forgiveness…purity…devotion…joy…and boy, could I go on! And He doesn’t just fill me a little, His fill is to overflowing! It is clean and pure and whole, and it fills my every need. And my overflow can’t help but splash those around me – some get a little sprinkle but if they get close enough they might just get drenched! What could be better than that!?

A song that comes to mind communicates these thoughts so clearly: Fill My Cup, Lord.

Like the woman at the well, I was seeking
For things that could not satisfy.
And then I heard my Savior speaking—
“Draw from My well that never shall run dry.”

…..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.

There are millions in this world who are craving
The pleasures earthly things afford.
But none can match the wondrous treasure
That I find in Jesus Christ my Lord.

So my brother if the things that this world gave you
Leave hungers that won’t pass away,
My blessed Lord will come and save you
If you kneel to Him and humbly pray—

Words & Music by Richard Blanchard

Lord, fill me this day. Use me as You will. Help me drench those around me with all that You are! Amen!

(Feb 6^th, 2016, Sat, 5:11 am)
Feb 9^th, 2023, Thurs, 12:36 pm

For those who would like to listen to this hymn, here is a very nice arrangement.