Food. It sustains life. It brings pleasure. Hunger. It’s something I rarely feel, but people die from it every day. I’ve been thinking about food and hunger in the physical sense, as well as the spiritual. Why is it that I tend to physically over indulge myself, but spiritually, I sometimes try to get by on a liquid diet? In my BSF class yesterday, over and over we talked about how “meaty” this last lesson was. I grew up in the church and I’ve had my fill of Spiritual milk, but in the last few years – through BSF – I’ve realized that I ‘m not a baby anymore, or even a toddler, and God wants me on solids now. I am learning some amazing things about the God who made me and how much He loves me. I’ve gone far beyond the bible stories of my childhood and I’ve dug into the deeper lessons of faith, obedience, redemption, and love. I’m chewing like I’ve never chewed before and it’s great!
My son will celebrate his first birthday in three weeks. These past few months he has been trying out his new teeth on anything he can fit into his mouth. Now that he can bite and chew, he’s not interested in “babyfood”. He wants substance, texture, and taste. I know how he feels. I’ve developed this craving for…well…more. God’s story is neverending and there is always one more lesson to learn, one more truth to grasp, one more eye-opening (and mind opening) discovery to make. God’s word is so rich, colorful, and filling. So, while I continue to struggle and make strides with my physical self discipline in the area of food, my goal for today is to hunger for the food that fills my soul and truly keeps me alive!
“For He satisfies the thirsty and fills the hungry with good things.”
Psalm 107:9 (NLT)
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