I was reading this morning from the book of Mark, and as happens to me often, I read an old story but saw new things. This happens to me a lot at school . . . in fact, today I read the ending of an incredibly good novel, Tears of a Tiger. I've read this book at least two other times, but today, just like in Mark, I saw something brand new. Well, back to Mark, when I read today, what I saw was overflow. I read the story of Jesus feeding the 5,000, and I usually think about how amazing it was that He took a tiny amount of food and multiplied it to feed what constituted an army of people. But this morning I saw more: I saw God's overflow. I saw the leftover food, the baskets of food, the overflow of God's abundant blessings. I don't know about you, but I need to believe in that tonight.
Life around me looks meager and there simply doesn't seem to be enough to go around. The economy is still disastrous, and the power bill isn't shrinking much, but God is a God of overflow. He's a God of abundance . . . a God of more than enough. When we lay our needs and worries at His feet . . . like the disciples in their worry about feeding the tired, hungry people . . . and we bring Him what little we have, giving it in faith, He creates overflow. Baskets and baskets of overflow. We just need to do like the people who followed Him did: we must run to Him, anxious to hear His teaching and be close to the One who can do more than we can ask or think.
Tonight I'm going to run to Jesus and sit at His feet. I want to see Him clearly, touch the hem of His garment, and trust that "The Lord is my shepherd. I shall not want."
Run to God and be blessed.
