After two mornings of frost covering the ground and car windows, the temperatures reportedly had moderated a bit. But to me, the days had felt even cooler, the chill crawling deep into my bones.
My thoughts were as scattered as the leaves tossed on the ground. I decide it was best to give up control and allow them to wander. Perhaps God had a reason for the drifting.
While the swirling continued I chose the task of bread baking. There was the magic of creating something more than its various parts. There was a grounding in the yeasty aroma; the mixing; the warm sticky yielding under my palms. The dough would not be rushed. There was the making of a sponge that rises for two hours. Then the mixing in of whatever additional nuts, seeds and grains might be close at hand, and flour, always more flour kneaded in. Another rise, at least an hour, while I read email, wrote blog posts, tended to other household tasks; before I could shape loaves that would then require a rising of their own. Then the baking, the cooling, the waiting for the first taste.
I am thankful that my Lord does not require of me the same patient restraint before I dig into the daily bread that He Is. Instead, He delights to see me come in a rush, starving for a taste of Him, all thought of hiding my hunger cast aside.
Wait and listen, everyone who is thirsty! Come to the waters; and he who has no money, come, buy and eat! Yes, come, buy [priceless, spiritual] wine and milk without money and without price [simply for the self-surrender that accepts the blessing]. Why do you spend your money for that which is not bread, and your earnings for what does not satisfy? Hearken diligently to Me, and eat what is good, and let your soul delight itself in fatness [the profuseness of spiritual joy]. Isaiah 55:1-2 Amplified
I cut a thin slice as soon as the loaf was cool enough to handle. The warmth and flavor exploded on my tongue. I chewed slowly, wanting to savor every crumb.
What do you crave when hunger strikes? Do you eat in a rush or take time to enjoy each mouthful?
How sweet your words taste to me; they are sweeter than honey. Psalm 119:103 NLT
My prayer for us all is that we would come to the Lord without restraint but that we would also take the time to chew on and relish all He has to give us.
keep living and loving for His glory,