For a few weeks now we have been exploring the word “enough.” I have spent a lot of time thinking about what “enough” looks like and I’ve decided that it looks like many things.
It looks like failure, coming to the end of your rope, and then pushing through to a place that looks like hope and second chances.
It looks like empty pockets with a heart full of gratitude and finding that being rich in spirit is more than enough.
It looks like an embrace at just the right moment where you feel certain you could fall apart at any moment frayed around the edges and tattered. The act of being embraced was enough.
I often wonder if loving Jesus is enough and I’ve decided saying I love Him and putting actions behind those words are two different things. I’ve been lost in this passage of scripture for quite some time, John 21:15-19. Jesus kept asking Simon Peter, “Do you love me?” Three times Jesus asked, even to the point of hurting his feelings. Do you love me? His threefold denial in the past needed a threefold answer to his calling and signing up for a life that would cost him something, even his death. Peter would answer with a pain in his heart, “Yes, you know that I love you.” Each time Peter said yes, Jesus answered back with tend to my sheep. Feed my sheep.
In that moment, I am certain that Peter felt the sting of wondering if his affirmation of love was enough.
Jesus tells Peter that loving Him well means taking care of His children, the feeding of souls. He asks us to follow Him, wherever that leads. It seems that loving Jesus isn’t enough unless we are willing to love and feed His sheep and His broken babies.
In the ministry it’s about feeding the sheep and sometimes I realize just how hungry I am, that I’m starving and just as in need of ministry. The act of pouring ourselves out like a drink offering and wondering if what comes out of us; sometimes the smallest drip, will be enough and yet we keep pouring.
I think about the prophet Elijah and the widow who was about to bake her last cake and die, she felt her enough wasn’t enough until God asked for her to share it with another hungry soul. God took her “barely enough” and multiplied it. Won’t He do the very same thing for us? God took her not enough and turned it into abundance. (1 Kings 17:8-16)
We serve. We love. We starve. We feed. We wonder if it’s enough. And then we repeat these steps as often as necessary watching God multiple our “not enough”. And He never grows weary of meeting the needs of His children. When we love Him and love others, we find our focus shift from wondering if we are enough to understanding fully that He is, and will always be, more than enough.
Much love & prayers,