My two year old grandson asked me to fill his cup with orange juice. As I am putting the lid on his cup he breaks down. His little arms are in the air, he is crumpling to the ground, and is that a tear I see in his eye? He is chanting through broken sobs, "I don't want that much! I don't want that much! I want more!" As I am trying to get my brain to catch up to what is happening, my mind is racing through the previous scenario. He did say orange juice........right? Then it hits me. I didn't fill it enough. After I have comforted him, I told him that if he drank all of that, then I would surely give him more. (surely is his favorite word lately)
Aren't we all like that? We raise our fists at God and sob to him that we want more. Not just the little bit he has given us. I am reminded of the talents story in the bible. Matthew 25:14-30 Jesus tells a story about a man who gave three of his servants talents, each according to his ability. The first two invested and traded and multiplied their talents. The third however, buried his in the ground. He was afraid of losing it, or perhaps that he would not be given any more. The first two servants were praised but the third one was reprimanded. "For to everyone who has will more be given, and he will have an abundance. But from the one who has not, even what he has will be taken away. "
Maybe God is waiting to see what we do with what he has already entrusted with us before he give us more. Will we sip it gingerly to make it last? Will we squirrel it away just in case we really need it? Or will we drink it down and know that God will refill our cup with abundance every time?