Lack nothing? Sounds golden, doesn’t it? What visions dance in your head? I must admit a rather cushy life comes rushing to the scene here. But then I roll my eyes and roll these thoughts around my mind, That’s so unspiritual. Grow up, Kristi.
Cushy doesn’t equate to an abundant Christian life.
Grace sits there.
Mercy, hope, and joy too.
So if you dig into no other memory verse this year, dig into this one. Dig in until your fingers grow weary. Take this one now. Hold it close to your heart, hugging it right around that life-pumping muscle. Tuck it to memory, deep within. And remember that our faithful Father causes us to lack nothing.