Psalm 36:8

The Queen of Sheba was amazed at the sumptuousness of Solomon’s table. She lost all heart when she saw the provision for a single day, and she marveled equally at the company of servants who were feasted at the royal table. But what is this compared to the hospitality of the God of grace?

Ten thousand thousand of his people are daily fed; hungry and thirsty, they bring large appetites with them to the banquet, but not one of them returns unsatisfied. There is enough for each, enough for all, enough for evermore. Though the host that feeds at Jehovah’s table is as countless as the stars of heaven, yet each one has his portion of meat.

Think how much grace one saint requires—so much that nothing but the Infinite could supply him for one day. Yet the Lord spreads his table, not for one, but for many saints; not for one day, but for many years; not for many years only, but for generation after generation.

Observe the full feasting spoken of in the text: the guests at mercy’s banquet are satisfied—indeed, even more, abundantly satisfied; and that not with ordinary fare, but with fatness, the peculiar fatness of God’s own house; and such feasting is guaranteed by a faithful promise to all those children of men who put their trust under the shadow of Jehovah’s wings.

I once thought if I could only get the broken meat at God’s back door of grace, I would be satisfied; like the woman who said, “The dogs eat of the crumbs that fall from the master’s table;” but no child of God is ever served with scraps and leavings. Like Mephibosheth, they all eat from the King’s own table. In matters of grace, we all have Benjamin’s mess—we all have ten times more than we could have expected. And though our necessities are great, we are often amazed at the marvelous plenty of grace which God gives us to experience and enjoy.