God's amazing provision

I love this world more than I should
It all falls short of what you're worth
How could I think I own my life
When really you're the one who paid the price
I wanna give you every breath every treasure that I hold
Oh Lord I give you everything

It's all yours anyway
You gave me life to give it away
It's all yours anyway
It's all yours

I've done my best and it's not enough
But I don't have to earn your love
Still I wanna give you every breath every treasure that I hold
Oh Lord I give you everything

Kutless Lyrics to All Yours


This was one of the songs I was listening to when running yesterday.  The new Kutless CD is awesome - highly recommended =)  I've started to really enjoy running/cycling and listening to some music when I do.  It's a time to relax and reflect, and I've started the habit of listening to Christian music when running/cycling.  And I actually really listen to the words and think about what they mean.  I know most of the time I have music on the the background of doing something else I don't really listen to the lyrics, but just hum along to the tune thinking 'yeah, good tune'!

Anyway, the song above really caught my attention yesterday.  We are SO arrogant!  To think that we own our lives.  The ultimate provision from God was that Jesus laid his life down.  And all we can do in response is surrender, we shouldn't think we are better than God trying to do stuff on our own.  He won the victory, the ultimate sacrifice.  We can't and won't ever trump that, so in good sportsmanship we should surrender to the fact God is number one.

I read this morning about God's amazing provision, and examples form the Bible.  I like the one about Elijah and the widow, she trusts when God says he will provide just enough flour and oil to make bread each day if she shares what little she has with Elijah.  And he does, she always has just enough each day.

Do we go about life trusting God to provide like that?  Think about when you were a kid and got on the bus or train with your Dad.  Did you worry all the way to the bus stop or station whether your Dad had enough money to pay to get on, or did you just automatically trust the fact that Dad knew what he was doing and paid for you to get on too?  We always used to use the bus when we were kids - for a long time before Luke (youngest brother) was born we didn't have a car.  So we got the bus into town each Saturday for the market.  I remember clearly always running onto the bus with my brother and sister ahead of my Dad or Mum to get the best seat (the back!) and just knowing they'd sort the fare out, I never once worried they didn't have the money to pay.