Psalm 36:8,9
8 They feast on the abundance of your house;
    you give them drink from your river of delights.
9Â For with you is the fountain of life;
    in your light we see light.
Following God…
Wantonness is wrong, abundance is right.
God has shown me abundance in…
His Son, His Word, His Spirit,
life: physical life and spiritual life.
time: God has shown me when we are with Him there is more than enough time.
darkness: I saw the darkness, was in utter darkness, I was the darkness, a dark blackness where God doesn’t even let his own light in.
air: I don’t worry about breathing, it’s built in, air is abundantly free.
help: He built me to help in a lot of different ways.
water: just turn on a tap, and in Northeast Wisconsin water bubbles up out of the ground it is so abundant.
food: I have so much I was at least 35lbs overweight, (doing better now, down by 22lbs at this writing)
clothes: so many I started to give them away to a local shelter, not just used stuff either, a couple of brand new coats I never wore made their way to a warming shelter.
junk: so much junk, the basement is covered in it, I once removed 1800lbs of scrap steel and odd’s and ends from my garage, equaled 3 truck loads. an abundant mess, I have an abundant mess.
kids: 5 of my own, directly helped approx 7,108 kids over the last twenty years, volunteering and at my day job.
work: more work than you can shake a stick at, physical and spiritual work, Matthew 9:35-38 “the harvest is plentiful, the workers are few”
family: pretty big family, yeah don’t shake a stick at any of them, it’ll go bad in a hurry.
And the most abundant thing he has given me is the fact that he has removed the discouraged spirit from within me, removing my desire to harm myself, by teaching me he is the one who placed me into that dark pit of despair, showing me how that is what it is like to be separated from Him, and now LIGHT, light so abundant it hurts my eyes and makes me smile when I think of my suicide, that black little dragon with talons so sharp hurting so bad I wanted to kill myself, imagine now, me smiling when I get to talk to people about it, something that I never wanted anybody to know about, even though I asked for help. A darkness turned into joy.
And understanding for the first time what real joy is all about.
Psalm 30:11,12
11Â You turned my wailing into dancing;
    you removed my sackcloth and clothed me with joy,
12Â that my heart may sing your praises and not be silent.
    Lord my God, I will praise you forever.
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