Bring them hither to me." (Matt.
Are you encompassed with needs at this very moment, and almost overwhelmed with difficulties, trials, and emergencies? These are all divinely provided vessels for the Holy Spirit to fill, and if you but rightly understood their meaning, they would become opportunities for receiving new blessings and deliverances which you can get in no other way.
Bring these vessels to God. Hold them steadily before Him in faith and prayer. Keep still, and stop your own restless working until He begins to work. Do nothing that He does not Himself command you to do. Give Him a chance to work, and He will surely do so; and the very trials that threatened to overcome you with discouragement and disaster, will become God's opportunity for the revelation of His grace and glory in your life, as you have never known Him before. "Bring them (all needs) to me." --A. B. Simpson.
My God shall supply all your need according to his riches in glory by Christ Jesus." (Phil.
What a source--"God!" What a supply--"His riches in glory!" What a channel--"Christ Jesus!" It is your sweet privilege to place all your need over against His riches, and lose sight of the former in the presence of the latter. His exhaustless treasury is thrown open to you, in all the love of His heart; go and draw upon it, in the artless simplicity of faith, and you will never have occasion to look to a creature-stream, or lean on a creature-prop. --C. H. M.
MY CUP RUNNETH OVER
There is always something over
When we trust our gracious Lord
Every cup He fills o'erfloweth
His great rivers all are broad.
Nothing narrow, nothing stinted
Ever issues from His store
To His own He gives full measure
Running over, evermore.
There is always something over
When we, from the Father's hand
Take our portion with thanksgiving
Praising for the path He planned.
Satisfaction, full and deepening
Fills the soul, and lights the eye
When the heart has trusted Jesus
All its need to satisfy.
There is always something over
When we tell of all His love
Unplumbed depths still lie beneath us
Unsealed heights rise far above
Human lips can never utter
All His wondrous tenderness
We can only praise and wonder
And His name forever bless.
Margaret E. Barber
How can He but, in giving Him, lavish on us all things." (Rom.