My cup runneth over.
Full. Room for no more. But there will always be more . . . grace that is. I'm surrounded on all fronts, and penetrated at all levels with God's grace. God's sustaining grace. No empty cup here.
I look at my life and the events that have taken place in the last two years, and I don't see pain; I see sustenance. I see bounty dropped at my doorstep during the drought.
So, I'm full of God's grace, the grace HE gives ME, but am I full of grace - grace going out to others? God says, "Let your conversation always be FULL of grace and seasoned with salt." Am I so overflowing with grace that God is washed over others? Are my words kind, encouraging, forgiving, loving, grace filled?
I'm full of grace, so Jesus, let my cup run over and wash dry souls.