My Cup
"LORD, you alone are my portion and my cup; you make my lot secure." (Psalm 16:5 NIV)
"My cup is empty."
I read these stark, honest words in an online group I'm part of, and they went straight to my heart.
The person who bravely shared this assessment is a woman of faith. She has many good things in her life. She doubtlessly knows all about "saying no" and "leaving breathing space" and "no one is irreplaceable" and all that. But her words—"my cup is empty"—are some I think many of us can relate to, if we're honest.
As I was mulling this over, I started to think that maybe the prayer to pray here is, "Lord, fill my empty cup." But as I studied Psalm 16:5, I realized that "my" cup is not empty...is never empty...is, in fact, always spilling over. Because God "alone" is my Cup.
I am not supposed to be my own supply.
I am not supposed to hold the water that quenches my thirst.
I'm supposed to bring my thirst to the Cup.
So maybe the prayer to pray is this: "Lord, You alone are my cup. Show me how to drink from You today."
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