“Jesus said, “Bring them all to me.

Then he had them sit on the grass.
He took the five loaves & two fish,

He lifted His face to heaven in prayer,
blessed, broke & gave the bread to the disciples.

The disciples then gave the food to the people
They all ate their fill.

They gathered twelve baskets of leftovers.
About five thousand were fed.

Matt. 14:18-20

we surrounded with needs?

we’re overwhelmed with difficulties, trials & emergencies?

These are all God provided vessels for the Spirit to fill!

When we understand their meaning, they‘ll become opportunities

This is God’s way for us to receive new blessings & deliverances
which we can get in no other way.

Bring these vessels to God.

Hold them steadily before Him in faith & prayer.

Keep still & stop stressing, Jesus is working.

Give Him a chance to work & He will do so.

The trials that threaten to overcome us in discouragement & disaster,

Are God’s opportunity for the revelation of His grace & glory in our life.

We will learn things of Jesus

We’ll learn things we have never known before.

“Bring them (all our needs) to Christ.”

A. B. Simpson.

“Our God shall supply all our need according to
His riches in glory by Christ Jesus.”

Phil. 4:19

What a source

“God!”

What a supply

“His riches in glory!”

What a channel

“Christ Jesus!”

It is our sweet privilege to place all our need over against His riches.

It is a remarkable advantage to lose sight of the stress in the presence of Him.

His exhaustless treasury is thrown open to us, in all the love of His heart;

We can come & draw on Him, in the artless simplicity of faith,

and we will never have occasion to look to a creature-stream, or lean on a creature-prop.

C. H. M.

“MY CUP RUNNETH OVER”

There is always something over,
When we trust our gracious Lord;

Every cup He fills o’erfloweth,
His great rivers all are broad.

Nothing narrow, nothing stinted,
Ever issues from His store;

To His own He gives full measure,
Running over, evermore.

There is always something over,
When we, from the Father’s hand,

Take our portion with thanksgiving,
Praising for the path He planned.

Satisfaction, full and deepening,
Fills the soul, and lights the eye,

When the heart has trusted Jesus,
All its need to satisfy.

O Christ, He is the fountain,
The deep, sweet well of love:

The streams on earth we’ve tasted
More deep we’ll drink above

And to an ocean fulness,
His mercy doth expand;

His grace is all-sufficient
As by His wisdom planned.

O we are our Beloved’s,
And our Beloved’s ours;

He brings a poor vile sinner
Into His house of wine!

We stand upon His merit;
We know no other stand.

We’re hidden in His presence
And held by His own hand.

The Bride eyes not her garment,
But her dear Bridegroom’s face;

We will not gaze at glory,
But on our King of grace:

Not at the crown He giveth,
But on His pierced hand;

The Lamb is all the glory,
And our eternal stand!