Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of lights and whom there is no variation or shadow due to change. James 1:17
God is a giver.
He gives life, love, grace, salvation.
He gave Himself.
As I give, it is given to me.
Given in good measure.
Pressed down, shaken together, running over.
Gifts given to serve one another.
Given to glorify the giver.
Light of life.
Child of God.
No good thing withheld.
And Esau said to Jacob, “Let me eat some of that red stew, for I am exausted!” (Therefore his name was called Edom.) Jacob said, “Sell me your birthright now.” Esau said, “ I am about to die; of what use is a birthright to me?” Jacob said, “Swear to me now.” So he swore to him and sold his birthright to Jacob. Then Jacob gave Esau bread and Lentil stew, and he ate and drank and rose and went his way. Thus Esau despised his birthright. Genesis 25:30-34
Birthright sold – to appease hunger.
The here and now.
Hunger and need ruled the day.
Esau was exhausted, weary.
He couldn’t see the big picture.
He gave away his birthright, God’s gift, to fulfill immediate need.
I get weary, hungry, tired of waiting.
Instead of trusting God’s provision and timing, I give away what God has so I can eat now.
I resist the preparation process.
Decide I’ve waited long enough.
Settle for dessert instead of a meal, the feast.
Taste and see that the Lord is good.
Exalt His Name…even in the desert.
He answers and delivers.
The Lord hears my cry.
He is near to the brokenhearted and saves the crushed in spirit.
Not a bone is broken.
I am afflicted but not crushed.
Struck down but not destroyed.
I believe and speak.
Jesus raises dead things to life so I do not lose heart.
Though my outer self wastes away, my inner self renews day by day.
My light and momentary affliction prepares me for glory beyond all comparison.
I look not to what is seen but to what is unseen – the eternal.
I am but a shadow.
I guard my ways and wait on the Lord – where real hope lies.
I will not give away what God has planned.
I will cling to Him in weariness and worry.
The Lord, my God fights for me.
I need only to be still.