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Someone smart once said, “your days aren’t numbered, they’re getting longer as you step closer to eternity.” I really liked that from a quirky physics perspective and from the perspective of one of God’s paradoxical truths. Our days are actually shorter when we’re young because we’re farther away from eternity. The closer we move towards it, the longer our number of days grow. We aren’t running out of time, we’re expanding towards it.

Such ideas speak to God’s abundance, to the abundance of cultivating a kingdom mindset. The world relentlessly preaches scarcity, so there is never enough, never enough time, never enough money…..never enough love. Everything is viewed through a lens of deprivation, as if there are a very limited amount of resources, and somebody could snatch them away at a moment’s notice. Scarcity.

The God I know is rich in resources, infinite, beyond our ability to even conceive of. He doesn’t just come to give us life, He comes to give us life and life abundant. He doesn’t just say “I shall water you,” He says, “thou shalt be like a watered garden, and like a spring of water, whose waters fail not.” He doesn’t just promise us a little bit of heaven, He says, “Eye hath not seen, nor ear heard, neither have entered into the heart of man, the things which God hath prepared for them that love him.”  He promises us heaven beyond our imagination. We don’t just have grace, we have amazing grace.

I have a hard time stepping into the abundance of God, cultivating His kingdom mindset, resisting that relentless drumbeat from the world that always insists on focusing on scarcity and limits and “not enough.”

Yesterday I went to buy a pack of Oreos, the last on the shelf, and just as I was reaching for them a woman dive bombed me from behind. I think she would have tackled me if I hadn’t let go and jumped back quickly. It was comical, she was quite gleeful and I was thinking, oh good grief, they’re just cookies. You can have them!

Later that afternoon another woman brought me an entire case of Oreos. So, so many Oreos, I tried to resist her gift, tried to find away to bow out of it gracefully, but she is diabetic and didn’t want them in her house. I was not sure I did either, but I remembered that tussle earlier in the grocery store, and thought, now isn’t that just like the God I know? His perfect timing, His perfect synchronicity, His abundance at work.

They’re only cookies. God hasn’t given me a Ferrari yet, but in a metaphorical sense He has, in the sense that He has opened my eyes to possibilities I never even knew existed.