Fill my cup

One of my (many) faults is looking to other people, namely my husband, to “fill my cup” when I should be looking to Christ to do that. This morning while Little Lamb is sleeping and Belle is at camp, Little Bear and I are dancing to music from one of my most favorite bands, Considering Lily. I don’t think they are still together as a band. I’m not certain how we even got the cd. I’m pretty sure it was one my husband purchased back when he was a Christian.

I don’t think I’ve ever mentioned that here…He became a Christian during college before we met and stayed faithful through our dating and even when we married. A year or two into our marriage he finally admitted why he was so cranky on Sundays-he had played it off like he didn’t like the social interaction for a long time since he’s the super introvert. It was quite a blow for me and I still struggle with it sometimes. Feeling as though I’ve been caught in some enormous trick. I mean, I didn’t set out to marry someone with such core differences in beliefs. But at the end of the day, no matter what his beliefs, I love him dearly. I pray for him every minute of every day, even though he’s told me not to. I know that God is bigger than I am. I know that I cannot change him, but He can!

So why am I telling you all this? I don’t really know. I guess just to say keep praying for all of those non-believers in your life. And when you think maybe you can’t do it, look to God to fill your cup.

Cup
My soul’s as dry as a valley of bones
As I walk this desert called Earth
There’s dust in the tracks of the tears I cr
yI’m as helpless as a babe at birth.

I stumble to the last mirage I saw
And I fall to the sand
Close my eyes,breathe a desperate praye
rWhen I open them, there you stand

CHORUS:
Here’s my cup.
Fill it up
Fill it up
fill it up then I,
I will taste, I will drink, I will savor life
Oh let it overflow my cup, my cup

Your water’s pure as Eden’s river
Sweet as an angel’s kiss
And I don’t dread the journey now
Or fear the serpent’s hiss
So pour your water out on me.
Until my soul is drenched.
Until I’m safe at home with you.
My thirst cannot be quenched.

CHORUS

BRIDGE:
God, I’m so thirsty
I’m so thirsty God
Lord I’m so thirsty
I’m so thirsty Lord
I’m so thirsty God

CHORUS

Here’s my cup.
Fill it up
Fill it up
Fill it up then I,
I will taste, I will drink,
Pour it out and I will savor life.

I wish I could play the song for you here. It’s the kind you want to turn up loud and sing with all you’ve got!

Here’s my cup, Lord…fill it up!!!

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