I used to pray for tiny bits.
Not wanting to be greedy.
I didn’t want to trouble God.
Or appear to be too needy.
God told me that my pantry’s full.
And I was eating crumbs.
He said, Stop eating with the pigs.
Remember where you’re from.
My love for you is so immense.
My mercy ever grows.
You’re taking little tiny sips
From a cup that overflows.
Believe that I will give all things.
Have faith that I provide.
When you try to meet your needs alone,
You only feed your pride.
In the presence of my enemies,
A table He prepares.
He’ll give me more than I could need,
So I’ll have enough to share.
KAPoe