Too Small a Cup

The cup that you bring is way too small. Bring me buckets, bathtubs, containers that I can fill with the abundance of My love and goodness.

My children sit as beggars with a small cup in hand, hoping I will drop a few coins of love in their empty container. I don't want to give you scraps. I have prepared a banquet for you: a feast to honour you and reveal the extent of My goodness and grace.

Throw aside the garments of a beggar and dance your way into My courts. There is laughter and joy in My presence. No beggars are there, only sons and daughters receiving freely of all I have provided.