We limit God

When I was twelve, we got our milk from a local farmer.  My mother hated to go into the house to get the milk because Mrs. Harmeyer was a talker. So, she would send me in to get the milk.  Mrs. Harmeyer would talk my ear off, and me a twelve-year-old boy.  Oh well.  We weren’t trying to go organic; it was just cheaper, and we lived out in the country.  We had to bring our own containers, usually left-over glass jars that were repurposed.  Granny Whitely got us gallon pickle jars from the cafeteria at school where she worked part-time.  But with four boys in our house, jars were always breaking, and we would often have to use ½ gallon orange juice jars or quart canning jars.  Mrs. Harmeyer would fill up our jars with milk but was limited to whatever jars that we brought to her.  Hey, we are told in Luke 6:38 to “Give, and it shall be given unto you; good measure, pressed down, and shaken together, and running over, shall men give into your bosom. For with the same measure that ye mete withal it shall be measured to you again.”  God will give back to us in the same container that we give to Him.  If we are generous to God using a big container, in return, He can be generous to us.  But if we are stingy towards God using a small container, He cannot give very much back to us in our tiny little containers.  God wants to bless us and is limited only by our own generosity … or the lack thereof.