After a quick self-check, I realize how much I’m missing.

There are some big empty holes I’ve never yet been able to fill in this life.

Social holes, mental acuities, physical abilities, so many key areas that with the time I have left, will likely remain unfulfilled when I take that final hike to heaven.

It worries me because what if I need something more while I’m still here and I don’t have what it takes?

Then I remember David, the scrawny kid who singlehandedly dropped a giant.
God intervened on his behalf even when he was voted least likely to succeed.

Then I remember Jonah, three days in the whale’s belly with a stutter, worried if he could resume his prophetic ministry once he was spat out in Nineveh.

Then I remember Daniel, the certain lunch for a pride of hungry lions who miraculously were not.

Then I remember Shadrach, Meshach and Abed Nego emerging from the convection oven with little more than a tan.

I’ve come to the conclusion that when God calls us to accomplish, He also equips us.

We are mistaken to believe we’ll ever enter heaven complete, for it is heaven that completes US.

Despite what I see, I have a God who supplies all my needs at the moment they’re needed.