When I first awakened to know of Jesus’s LOVE, I was concerned about my bubble bursting – and concerned that my enthusiasm would carry me away. I prayed for discernment for what was Holy Spirit-led and I still do today… A friend of mine said that the word enthusiasm meant “God from within”, which I thought was awesome of course… and I realized that I might be best to deflate my bubble a little to make it stronger and less pop-able… But that is NOT what an enthusiastic person does…
So – yes – after prayerful meditation, I DO have a replacement for a “bubble” condition (for me and for you as well). It dawned on me to cut the bubble open and stretch it up – and make that bubble into a cup!
Oh my cup overflows – filled with the love of God and Jesus and the Holy Spirit. A new enthusiastic take on Jesus lifts us higher than ever thought possible – to laugh more deeply – to feel more strongly – to sing more loudly – and to speak more boldly.
No – it is NOT bubbles that we are to inflate – because our bubbles come from OUR own excessive enthusiasm…. it is CUPS that we need to ask to be filled with GOD’S enthusiastic LOVE…
The cup metaphor is everywhere in our history of spirituality, lovingly filled by God. So – when you feel your bubble bursting – know that JOY is sustained by HIM. You can take your inflating or deflating bubble and rip or cut it open and then stretch it wide – side to side – into a cup. Use your own hands to hold it up to the flooding rains of God – you will fill with HIS glory. Ask in prayer and stretch out your hands. HE will fill your cup.
Bubbles to Cups – Filled from God.
AMEN
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Three songs and psalms in my heart to sing these praises:
From the song “Ripples” by the Grateful Dead: “Reach out your hand if your cup be empty. If your cup is full may it be again. Let it be known there is a fountain that was not made by the hands of men. ”
From the song “All in All”: “When I am dry You fill my cup. You are my all in all”
and of course, from the most beloved: Psalm 23:1-6
The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want. He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters. He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name’s sake. Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me. Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over. Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever.
Debbie Upper 