I’m not a coffee drinker. Never have been. My taste buds don’t crave that bean. They prefer the sweeter cocoa variety. With an overarching saccharine inclination, my beverage choices lean toward hot chocolate, sweet tea, fruit juices, and, when I want to get really crazy, Mountain Dew.
As tasty as these treats are, at the end of the day, they are not what I prefer fill my cup.
Reading one recent morning (glass of orange juice in hand,) I encountered the following words, and was given a fresh vision of what “my cup runneth over” truly looks like.
“that you may be filled to the measure of all the fullness of God.”
This statement, part of Paul’s prayer for the Ephesians, created for me a vivid picture of God’s love. These words are the last of a sentence that begins:
“And I pray that you, being rooted and established in love, may have power, together with all the Lord’s holy people, to grasp how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ, and to know this love that surpasses knowledge—
that you may be filled to the measure of all the fullness of God.”
I imagined what it would look like to be filled to the measure. Completely full. Overflowing. A cup running over.
Me, the chalice, overflowing with God. A constant stream of His love filling me up and spilling over the sides. Other things try to get in – the murky liquids of anxiety, despair, insecurity, lies – but there’s simply no room.
The flow from God is so strong, streaming over the sides of my cup, a constant river of His love, glory, hope, and peace, that it shoves everything else out in the abundance of its flow.
This is the fullness my soul longs for. My prayer, like Paul’s for the Ephesians, is to fully grasp the love of the Lord, and be filled with it, to the measure, so that my cup runneth over with it each and every day.
Fill me up, Lord!
What fills your cup?