And so I walk by the beach,  which for me is holy ground near Malta’s stupendous Azure Window. And I say, “Oh Lord, you speak to me so clearly by the ocean. You give me such good ideas. You pour insight and revelation into me. You have already done so this holiday. I can’t expect you to speak to me with good ideas and insight and direction every time I walk by the beach, can I? I have experienced so much of your kindness already. I do not deserve more goodness.”

And I felt God chuckle, and say, “Silly! It’s not a zero-sum game. It’s an infinity game. My goodness is unlimited. There is no budget.”

 “Just because I blessed you yesterday does not mean I will not bless you today. That I blessed you last year, and the year before and the year before–does not mean that I won’t bless you next year.   Blessings in my kingdom are infinite. They never run out. They are  fresh each day like manna.”

And I repent for the fear that my streak of blessing might run out.

Why should I fear when I live in the arms, beneath the beating heart of Abba, my Father?

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The rocks in Dwerja Bay are weathered into a lunar landscape.