Fill My Cup, Lord

Like the woman at the well I was seeking
For things that could not satisfy:
And then I heard my Savior speaking:
"Draw from my well that never shall run dry".

Chorus
Fill my cup Lord,
I lift it up, Lord!
Come and quench this thirsting of my soul;
Bread of heaven, Feed me till I want no more
Fill my cup, fill it up and make me whole!

There are millions in this world who are craving
The pleasures earthly things afford;
But none can match the wondrous treasure
That I find in Jesus Christ my Lord.

Chorus
Fill my cup Lord,
I lift it up, Lord!
Come and quench this thirsting of my soul;
Bread of heaven, Feed me till I want no more
Fill my cup, fill it up and make me whole!

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How many of us have sung this song? I know I've sung it quite a few times, but I never really stopped to think about it.

So many times, we walk into the church, our cup is so small...or filled to the brim with the cares and worries of the week before.Our little cup is already filled and overflowing with our OWN WANTS AND WISHES, there's no room for God to fill it up with blessings and overflow it with joy!

We sit in church, holding our tiny cup, praying, "Lord, fill my cup!" Then go home from church that day, wondering why the Lord didn't answer our prayer. "Wasn't He listening?" "Why wouldn't He give me blessings?"

How can He??!!

I am so guilty of just bringing one tiny little cup to church, not really trusting Him to fill it. Or if He does, it won't overflow, so I don't bring a saucer.

How wrong I am! "Oh ye of little faith!"

Well, the next time church comes along, I'm bringing me a bigger cup, that's completely empty, trusting Him to fill it up and overflow it.

Fill my cup, Lord, I lift it up, completely empty, and waiting for You to fill it with Your love, joy, and blessings.