I watched a very little person in a very full bathtub. He kept pointing to the faucet and saying more-more. His dad tried to get him to play in the water he had, but the more-more chorus continued. I understand. I sing that chorus, too.
Father, just for today, I very much want to relax and enjoy the gifts You’ve already given me.
“Sing to the Lord a new song.” Psalm 96:1