My small group is studying the book Fearless by Max Lucado. Every chapter gives me so much to think about, but this week's chapter really touched my heart. The chapter is entitled Fear of Running Out.
I fear that I will literally run out. That I will fall over from exhaustion by evening, that I will simply sit down and not be able to get up, that I will somehow fall asleep on my feet or that I will not have the energy to respond kindly and intelligently let alone enjoy my children and husband.
Matthew 6:25 was the key Scripture for this chapter. "I tell you not to worry about everyday life--whether you have enough."
Whether you have enough.... enough business, enough cashflow for paychecks, enough of me for my children, enough of me for my husband.
Enough. The word just kept rolling around in my mind. There is not enough. I'm not enough. I can't will myself to be enough. Max Lucado told the story of Jesus telling the disciples to feed 5,000 people with 5 loaves and 2 fish. The disciples quickly realized that they did not have enough to feed the people. But when they added Jesus to the equation they had enough food to feed everyone plus 12 baskets leftover.
That is what I'm learning. I face every day with me + Jesus. And with Him I have more than enough.
The words to Jeremy Camp's song More have been going through my mind.
And all of you
Is more than enough for
All of me
For every thirst and every need
You satisfy me with your love
And all I have in you is more than enough
You are more than enough.
More than all I want
More than all I need
You are more than enough for me.
More than all I know
More than all I can see
You are more than enough for me.
Showing everyone his John Deere plates.
John Deere everything. Plates, napkins, favors, fruit snacks and cake.
All of the children were excited about Josiah's tool set. Those tools kept Aliza and Caleb occupied all evening. Both of them had a turn crying over having to share. Josiah was perfectly content to play with his cars, tractor and wagon while they played with the tools.
After he opened the car and truck he couldn't put them down. He climbed up on Grandad's lap for some help.
Josiah blew out his candles. In fact the first time he blew them out while I was still lighting them. After Josiah blew the candles everyone clapped and he clapped too. The first time the clapping caught him off guard and after that he was ready for it. I think he blew them out 3 times and Aliza blew them once.
He loves cake!
He even snuck back to the table for a 2nd, 3rd and maybe 4th piece. Or at least frosting.
The product of the hubby and wife shopping trip referred to on yesterday's post. Aliza is quite pleased with her big bed. We tried Big Lots first. They had one twin bed in stock and it was on sale. So we took it. Linda had a twin size sheet and comforter set from college and Mom had some twin sheet sets for back up. I accepted those donations--and now we have a big bed for a big girl! If money was no object I would have a Pottery Barn Kids room for my little girl. Aliza has consistently declared that her favorite color is blue so this comforter absolutely tickled her.
