YOU ARE MY PORTION
“Betsy
got a bigger piece of cake than I did!
It’s not fair! I even helped you bake it while she just played
outside.”
Have you ever heard children griping about how small their
portion was or that their piece didn’t have as much icing as another or was
short on sprinkles? Wasn’t it especially
irksome if you were the one who carefully dished out the shares trying to make
them as equal as humanly possible?
I wonder if that’s how God feels when he hears us complaining
about our lot in life and comparing it to the neighbors’ situation. They have a better house, a newer car, a more
thoughtful husband, etc. God just seems
to be dishing out the blessings unfairly. After all, I’m going to church every
Sunday, tithing, and singing in the choir.
Why do those ungodly people down the street have everything when they
don’t serve the Lord at all? Perhaps we
need to read Psalm 37 to see what God says about being envious toward
wrongdoers who seem to be prosperous.
Maybe we need to remember that God is our portion. Who needs more than that? The Creator and Sustainer of the universe,
the Savior of my soul, refers to himself as the Bread of Life. He encourages me to “taste and see that the
Lord is good” (Psalm 34:8). I can never get enough of God, but that’s okay
because there is plenty to go around. I
ate at a restaurant today that advertised a “Chocolate Volcano”. That’s how God is, overflowing with goodness;
and Jesus said, “Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness, for
they will be filled” (Matthew 5:6 NIV). As Goldielocks would say, the portion
we have of God is “just right”.
Lord, may I not
procrastinate
When it comes to
obeying your commands.
May I never hesitate
To thank you for the
gifts from your hands.
With all my heart and
mind
May I diligently seek
your face,
And may I be ever
aware
You shower me with
love and grace.