All the artisans who were at work making everything involved in constructing the Sanctuary came, one after another, to Moses, saying, "The people are bringing more than enough for doing this work that God has commanded us to do!" Exodus 36:4-5 (MSG)
It's harvest time in Iowa as I write this post. For those of us who have grown up in the mid-west, harvest is woven into our sub-conscious tapestry of our experience. An army of green, red, blue and gold combines and tractors spread out across the fertile hills and valleys. Each day the entire landscape changes hue and texture as grain is harvested. The tall, golden stalks of corn that were there yesterday are gone tomorrow. Fields are laid low as mountains of harvested grain appear outside of towns and local co-ops.
Another bumper crop. A bountiful harvest.
I thought of that this morning as I read of the offerings for the Tent of Dwelling. "More than enough." What a great message to receive. We have an abundance. Needs are met. Coffers are filled. Grain bins are bursting.
We are so blessed and I, too often, take it for granted.
God, I have all that I need, and then some. I have more than enough. Teach me contentment. And, by the way, thank you.