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A Dipperful of Grace

 

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A Dipperful of Grace


I got some new knuckle lights! They are just that. You wear them on your knuckles. I love them. They light the way and help me be "seen" as I walk the neighborhood at night. It is something I enjoy doing. It is cooler, quiet, peaceful. And oh the stars! 

I love looking up at the night sky resplendent with God's twinkling lights suspended in the darkness, creating a sense of warmth and welcome amidst the black vastness.

Looking up at the heavens, God feels near. His awesomeness is palpable as is His presence.

The other night as I gazed up, I noticed anew the big dipper. Tilted downward, so easy to spot.

And God gave me a precious thought. 

It was as if He was saying "Look. See that big dipper? It is filled with my grace and goodness. As you trust and look to me, I will pour my grace out upon you. My grace is abundant. It is sufficient. It is positioned and ready to be poured out. An entire "Big Dipper" full of grace!! For you! 

And then it thrilled my soul as I contemplated the reality that that same big dipper is visible to all people and nations the world over. And so is His promise.

"My grace is sufficient for thee".

Pour out your grace upon this world dear Jesus. May the TRUTH of your sufficiency be spread abroad. May all tribes and nations, oh may we all, lift our eyes up to you "from whence cometh our help".

 




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