It is difficult to remember just how much we have been given.
It would have been enough if God had given us three square meals and a map for the journey. It would have been enough to have the promise of heaven. It would have been enough to have just a little air to breathe, like an emergency oxygen mask.
But instead, abundance was always God’s design. He gave us songs and ocean waves lapping on the beach. He fed 5,000 and ensured there were 12 basketfuls left over. With a word, he helped some fishermen who had caught nothing all night and provided a haul so heavy it broke their nets (Luke 5:1–11).
God’s abundance calls us to gratitude. But in the lean moments, when our world feels like the wilderness, when we wander in the weeds of discontentment and complain about what we lack, God’s love can seem limited to the essentials. We can feel trapped in a famine of faith.
If you have walked through a long-suffering season or are in one right now, hold on. The Shepherd will call…
