Have been struck lately with God’s lavish excesses. He’s not one to scrimp and save and dole out in miserly proportion… Have you noticed the grass of the field?
Or the buttercups randomly placed?
Some would call it wasteful. I feel it’s a waste when I do something that is not appreciated, used or even noticed. But what of early morning birdsong, or the wildflower on an unseen slope? or a glistening dewdrop never observed? Is it a waste? God doesn’t seem to think so. He’s extravagant. And all creation stands as a testament to His unfathomable wealth.
What a cheerful giver!
God is able to make all grace abound toward you–that always having all contentment in all things, you may abound in every good work.
By His grace,