"I'm drinking from the saucer
Cause my cup has overflowed."

Those two lines are from a poem I sent out a few days ago and the poem has caused me to do a lot of thinking. I'm almost positive that the poet had a line from the 23rd Psalm in mind as he/she penned these verses. That line is this: "My cup runneth over."

Often I use the 23rd Psalm as a prayer by changing a few words, such as: "Thou art my shepherd. I shall not want, Thou makest me to lie down in green pastures," etc. The reason I do this is because I feel like the Psalmist has covered all the ground pertaining to the blessings God has bestowed upon me and says it by far better than I could. So I come to the climax, "My cup runneth over," and that satisfied me until I read the poem. Have my blessings ceased with the running over of my cup?

No, I have just ceased counting. The song says "Count your many blessings, name them one by one." So now I have counted and concluded my counting. No, I'm now drinking from the saucer some of the blessings that I did not count. An old pop song of years gone by also comes to my mind. "When you're worried and you can't sleep, count your blessings instead of sheep and you'll fall asleep counting your blessings." Read of the blessings of the man of Psalms One.

Read of the blessings of Matthew Five. Find and read the seven blessings of Revelation. Read the 432 times the word bless, blessed or blessedness is used in the New Testament. The greatest blessing of all is summed up in 1 John 3:1: "Behold, what manner of love the Father hath bestowed upon us, that we should be called the children of God."

"I'm drinking from the saucer
cause my cup has overflowed."

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