Carmen said it so well: The world may try and stop my mission, but I grow with opposition – Cause I’m a bible toting, scripture quoting, sin defacing, devil chasing, Chorus humming, guitar strumming, gospel preaching, soul reaching overcoming child of God.
There’s been a lot of to-do lately about JCPenny hiring a gay spokesperson (Ellen Degeneres) to represent their store. Some people thought that was inappropriate and called Penny’s to complain, only to be told to shop elsewhere if they didn’t like it. Suddenly gay groups were in the media calling the complainers “haters.” Even Ms.Degeneres stated on her show that the haters had complained and were considering boycotting Pennys.
Who said anything about hating? Who said anything about boycotting?
How should I, as a witness of Christ, respond to such demonizing rhetoric?
I’m thinking we have two choices. One is to be defensive and fall into the trap of fulfilling the “anticipated” behavior by boycotting the store and/or lashing back at the accusers. The other is to not only not boycott the store, but go there even more and pray for every customer and every clerk, Pray up and down every aisle and permeate the place with God’s presence. But that brings up another question – If I truly believe that when I am IN CHRIST, that He is with me wherever I go, why wasn’t I already praying like crazy wherever I go?
Why should I need to be stirred up to “stand up” and show my faith? Is it because I know (but hope others don’t realize) that I am a sinner too, the same as any other human? Is it because I know that scripture says if I break one law, I’ve broken them all? So what makes me a witness if we are all sinners? Having been rescued from the same fate, we are witnesses to new life, and our actions can demonstrate that “I have been crucified with Christ; and it is no longer I who live, but Christ lives in me; and the life which I now live in the flesh I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me, and delivered Himself up for me. (Gal. 2:20)
Consequently, we are witnesses 24/7. Wherever we go, we bring Christ. Whatever we do others should see Christ. Sometimes they do, sometimes they don’t.
Why would that be? All the things we are in Christ are a choice. All the character, and power and love of Christ are provided to us with full and free access. We have the opportunity and privilege to accept them, utilize them, display them, or to ignore them.
Whichever the choice, wherever we go – we are, I am, a witness of Christ
What kind of witness should I be? I Peter 3:8 sums it up:
“Be agreeable, be sympathetic, be loving, be compassionate, be humble.”
I wonder if she realized her question was a God-sighting too.
Her question reminded me of Nicodemus’ question in Acts 16: Sirs, what do I have to do to be saved, to really live?”
The answer followed: “Put your entire trust in the Master Jesus. Then you’ll live as you were meant to live.” The answer effectively says be/abide with Jesus…becoming entirely dependent on Him.
The most awesome part of these experiences is when people don’t ask my name, or aren’t likely to remember (or care) what I looked like or if I had a bad hair day, but do recognize that Jesus was there – for both of us. For whether I am on the delivering or receiving end, both of us are always celebrating the unexplainable details that only God could have engineered.
Whether beginning a relationship with God (as opposed to practicing a religion) or living out the life In-Christ, the standard is always the mind of Christ – not my giant rubber-band ball of emotions bouncing off the walls of life’s circumstances or fears.
Titus 3:8 says, “I want you to speak confidently, so that those who have believed God may be careful to engage in good deeds.”
When I took apart that verse I noticed 3 words:
Want – have necessity (explaining the first phrase to understand there is a NEED for us to speak confidently to those new In-Christ so they will long to experience similar fulfillment
Careful – to interest oneself in (with concern or obedience)– with care or understanding.
Engage – to step out, to begin- to bring or announce as a messenger
Now I read the verse to say: It is necessary that you speak confidently, encouraging believers to desire to act with care and understanding – as God’s messenger.
God’s messenger! I love being God’s delivery girl, and I so appreciate that I do not deliver my own message or wisdom, or that I’m not supposed to be a miracle-worker. I am grateful that God has created us in Christ to begin the work that he prepared for us. (Eph 2:10)
All we need to do is to walk (embark: step out, involve or invest myself) in the work. Our confidence is that we are speaking God’s words and He is the one who can cause the work to bear fruit.
It’s amazingly OK to be imperfect, and it is actually a hoped-for qualification!
If my only goal is to share or show myself, I will have little confidence, because I know I will be sharing a flawed and empty vessel. But I have all confidence speaking the Word of God, whether the message I deliver is accepted or ridiculed, it will have eternal results as well the immediate result of God getting the glory.
The book of Acts tells us how the people “observed the confidence of Peter and John, and understood that they were uneducated and untrained men, they were marveling, and began to recognize them as having been with Jesus.”
I’m not always confident about my knowledge, my appearance, or how the delivery will work out, but I am always excited, knowing that because I am
Speak confidently when sharing What God Has Done!
Many times this week I felt the protection and pressure of God’s hand. There were many details with my mother’s passing to complete that resulted in little sleep and much travel. Though I felt at times like I was barely functioning it was good to know that decisions didn’t rest on my own strength and ingenuity.
Support for both journeys enabled me to focus on one task at a time, letting someone else be alert for traffic and other obstacles when my emotions released. I truly felt comforted with their hands on the wheel and on my shoulder when I needed it. But I felt frustrated too – until I realized it was their gift to care for me by allowing me the safe shelter of their assistance.
It was humbling to learn how stubborn I am! I tried to use other words like tenacious, persistent, or determined, but it became a joke as each family we visited eventually reached the subject of familial stubbornness. And noted my family resemblance! I like to be in control. I think I’m finally understanding how hard it was for my mother be told she needed a guardian.
When I experienced caregiver grief – feeling that I was not the perfect person I’d intended to be, gentle wisdom lovingly pointed out how the Father protected me from my own plans, and miraculously worked out His own, better plan. What relief from unnecessary anguish.
Prayers, hugs, patience, respectful suggestions and constant comfort, while ignoring their Mom’s glaring imperfections earned my eternal gratitude.
What a blessing to learn that one’s children, like the Lord, well know (too much) about me, but love me despite myself! Through them this week, God has helped me to hide in the protection of His hands, instead of my own, to gratefully recognize my name on the scarred palms of His hands, and to rest in His guidance and defense through the gift of our children.
Psa. 127:4 Like arrows in the hand of a warrior [the mighty One], So are the children of one’s youth.
Isaiah 49:2 In the shadow (protection) of His hand He has concealed me…
Isaiah. 49:16 “Behold, I have inscribed you on the palms of My hands; Your walls (strong support and defense) are continually before Me.”
Because I am IN CHRIST
I am in His hands.
With my mother’s passing, rejoicing over reconciliation has been the focus. I was the first reconciliation to God in our immediate family, in 1964. God has graciously brought them in one-by-one, after I learned that reconciliation was God’s job and not mine.
I was an excited and enthusiastic new believer. Foolish too, and caused a rift in the family. Despite the pastor’s advice to the contrary (always the rebel) I went home and announced that I’d found God and no longer did thus and so, and it was so wonderful to not be enslaved anymore, didn’t everyone want to be just like me? The immediate answer was not only “no”, but you can leave now and don’t come back! After several years of regret, repenting, and learning to listen to God’s spirit and teachers in our lives, we were praying for a home (but needed to get rid of some debt and find a downpayment) when God did a cool thing. First he sent a seeker to me for a Bible study. That seeker ended up not only coming to believe on Christ, but saying she didn’t know why but she was urged to help us get a home. I thought that was the downpayment, but budget-analyst hubby said paying debt first could enable us to get a home loan. We paid the debt, then found the home, viewed it, and made an offer the same day the sign went up in the yard. We were told we had 30 days to pay the downpayment. On the 29th day dad meanwhile, was at a funeral a few hours from us and got to thinking it seemed wrong be separated from us because we had a new faith, and besides he’d helped the other siblings to get a home and maybe he should see if we wanted help. He showed up at our door offering a down-payment if and when we found a home. We surprised him by taking him for a drive and a tour of the home, which he approved!
There began our family reconciliation.
Rather than share the details, I’ll share the circle drawing close – the testimony from my mother’s obituary with a few notes in italics: Freda Eva (Cudnohufsky) Christian, 94, of Kingsford, went home to be with the Lord on Wednesday, February 15, 2012. Freda was led to the Lord by her daughter, Marvel in May of 2010. [after 32 years of separation]. Mom finally had peace with God and Freda understood that Jesus came to reconcile her to himself so that she was able to also reconcile her earthly relationships. [the last one the week before Thanksgiving after 45 years of prayer!]. It´s been a blessing for her family and friends to witness the loving change in her and to see restoration in many of her personal relationships after decades of discord. Pastor Kevin Sullivan has offered to be available at 906-774-8239 to anyone who would like to know more about the miracle of restoration and the assurance of eternal life that Freda experienced. Romans 5:10 says “…we were reconciled to God through the death of His Son, much more, having been reconciled, we shall be saved by His life.”
There you have it.
In Christ I am reconciled.
You too? I’d love to hear your reconciliation miracle story too!
The rest of the obituary can be read here: http://www.jacobsfuneralhomes.com/obits/obituaries.php/obitID/707224
Treasured moments within our marriage have 3 things in common: a delightful surprise, feeling cherished, and love demonstrated. Like when I didn’t realize he’d heard his very pregnant wife whining to a friend on the phone about craving fish and chips. My dear deathly-allergic-to-seafood husband told me to wait on the porch for a surprise, then transported a carryout with one hand on top of the car. He’d planned the surprise, demonstrated his love knowing I wouldn’t even be able to kiss him in thanks ‘cause it could potentially be a kiss of death! What a dangerous way to make me feel cherished.
God often shows such love in all three of those ways – with delightful surprises, love demonstrated and, through a recent happening, made me feel cherished all over again. My Valentine’s Day gift from God began about 2 weeks ago. I’m a planner, and was working on February’s calendar, including a visit to my Mom in a nursing home in Michigan, which I’d scheduled for yesterday. But God had other plans.
I got a call from a friend who lives across the country the last week of January to say she was led to pray for me. We shared work and personal prayer requests, and I noticed on her blog 5 days later that she’d continued spending her day in prayer for several people. I knew I was included and felt loved and cherished that God would lead someone to pray for me 5 days running! I did not connect at that time that despite her prayers (or because of them?) I was fighting a funky mood, frustrated and resisting a consistent and repeated message go next Wednesday… go next Wednesday (to Michigan to see my mom). I didn’t want to go on Wednesday because I had appointments Tuesday, Thursday and Friday, but by Tuesday afternoon, I could not take it any more. I called my dear friend Marge who adventures with me, and told her how I was feeling that God was after me to go early. She said she was free the next day and we’d might as well go and see what God was up to this time.
I ran to a nearby store to pick up a Valentine’s gift for Mom, got gas and came home to pack a bag. Greeting cards I’d been sorting that morning were spread on the table, and as I scooped them up to finish another time, I felt a plastic case. The clear case had yellow booklets inside that told about how to know if you are a Christian. Put them in your purse. I’d heard that ‘voice’ before. Knowing I was always happier after obeying, I tossed the case in my purse, rushed about filling a bag with a few essentials in case we got snowed in, and headed for a pillow and a few hours sleep.
Shortly after 5 a.m. Marge turned on the car light to read her morning devotional. It was timely as usual, promising guidance and encouraging patience. We laughingly recalled how many times those devotionals had been like signs or warnings of what was coming on our trip. We had an uneventful visit with Mom and a very nice time with a relative we met for lunch. No sooner had we returned to the nursing home for the second part of my usual visit, I felt compelled to leave for home. Mom was asleep and though Marge was wondering at my sudden change of direction, we left.
On the road again we wondered why we’d been led to come on Wednesday, still feeling like the mystery was unresolved.
Part way home I automatically turned off the road to visit a young lady I’ll call Susan, who worked in a little small town store. I’d met her a few years ago and we struck up a friendship. I usually visited on Monday on the way to visit Mom. I’d forgotten till I drove up that I hadn’t seen her for a few months because their store had reduced hours – and closed on Mondays. Sure enough she was there and particularly surprised to see me, because she said, the entire week previously she could not get me out of her mind. She was praying I wasn’t sick or anything that she couldn’t stop thinking of me. She’d hoped I would come when she was there so she could ask me some questions that were burning on her heart and there I was! Her excitement was contagious. Who doesn’t love to be wanted!
So, I said to her, (still clueless!), what kind of questions did you want to ask? Well, for starters, she queried, “How can I know if I am a Christian?”
Marge and I looked at each other with widened eyes and whispered, Wednesday! The usually busy store was empty of customers and we were as amazed as Susan that we could respond to every question either because of recently studying the topic, personally experienced a similar situation, or Marge or I had the answering verse in our memory or the right material in our purses. I can’t tell you how many times we said, it just so happens… and how wide our smiles grew as Susan eagerly scribbled her answers and references on a piece of paper.
We were about to leave when Susan laughingly said the only thing I didn’t offer was a book to help her understand all these new things. She shook her head in amazement when I told her I’d just reviewed a wonderful book Simple Faith by Eddie Snipes. I’d placed on my “to be delivered” shelf just two days prior with the prayer that I’d be shown who it was for. Now I hugged the recipient – a newly confirmed sister in the Lord .
Beloved? Oh yes, I know I am beloved. The original word Agapetos, ag-ap-ay-tos´- means beloved, esteemed, dear, favorite, worthy of love – very much loved – and that meaning is described as “wider, than physical love – embracing especially the judgment and the deliberate assent of the will”. It’s a choice that God made – He chose to love us so very much, to view us through the covering of his Son – worthy of love, to be his dear, and dare I say it, his favorite!
This is, believe it or not, a very brief listing of all the “unexplainable coincidences” that took place during this encounter. Several times Susan paused in wonder and whispered thanks to me, then said no, paused and looked up to heaven and said, “Thank YOU.” It was obvious to all of us that there was no way we could have planned or prepared all the details without the hand of God.
Thanks to all who pray for me and had a part in God getting me to be where I needed to be to deliver what Susan called “a miracle”, and what else would it be when God leads his children to deliver the greatest message of LOVE!
2Thessalonians 2:13 But we should always give thanks to God for you, brethren beloved by the Lord, because God has chosen you from the beginning for salvation through sanctification by the Spirit and faith in the truth.
Say it with me – As a child of God – one who is IN CHRIST
I am His Beloved!
What? A miserable soldier? But I am In Christ…
2Tim. 2:3 Suffer hardship with me, as a good soldier of Christ Jesus.
Hardship: distressed, miserable: —wretched – all are part of original meaning of hardship in this verse
We all suffer (endure) hardship of various times, but those who are In Christ are instructed how to endure being distressed, miserable, wretched…
With me. (Christ speaking)
That makes an amazing difference for me, because there are times I feel
Distressed (experiencing decline or difficulty in some area of life)
Miserable (being in a pitiable state of distress or unhappiness as from want or shame)
Wretched (deeply afflicted, dejected or distressed in body or mind)
When I am Distressed – I am experiencing decline or difficulty about or in some area of my life. But I am not alone. I find this exceptionally comforting for the scripture says about my distress:
1Pet. 1:6 In this you greatly rejoice, even though now for a little while, if necessary, you have been distressed by various trials… Rejoice? I cannot do that of myself. When I am distressed I am empty. Then I remember I am not alone. I am In Christ – and He is in me – with me! Even in distress. Maybe especially in distress.
When I am miserable – in a pitiable state of distress or unhappiness, scripture seems to indicate that there is only one reason for that – and that is if I am looking for hope in this life only.
1Cor. 15:19 If we have hoped in Christ in this life only, we are of all men most to be pitied.
Are some of these battles only to be resolved in eternity then? If not – I realize looking at the end of the verse again – if not, then I would have hoped in Christ in this life only and would of all God’s creations, be most to be pitied. To have been shown that He is with me – for and into eternity and to reject that like a toddler stamping my foot that I want resolution now…how foolish.
How wretched. I look at with me again and am shocked to see the meaning behind with – it comes from hagnos meaning purely – without sin
So it is like Christ saying, I understand you will get angry, but do not sin.
I understand you will be greatly distressed, but endure it purely, without sin. With me.
As a good soldier of Christ Jesus.
Good, I wonder. Who is good? But when I look at that meaning I see means capable of producing desired effect or effectual. I’m capable, I know because God has given (all who are In Christ) everything needed for life and godliness. (2Pet. 1:3)
A soldier is not a person of privilege – a soldier is an enlisted person, one who contends (fights) and serves (submits – gives obedience or homage) to God.
Word study helps me to work through the fog of oppression. It shines light on the enemy tricking me with accusation that if I am distressed, I am alone and hopeless and a wretched soldier, unfit for the work of God.
IF I get distressed? God’s word says I WILL be distressed, but I will not be alone, for Christ is with me.
If I am miserable? Gods word says if I believe the lies of the accuser I will be miserable for I will lose sight of the eternal hope.
If I am wretched? I can step out of it AS who I am in Christ – a soldier fit and completely provided with full armor and all that is needed to overcome.
If you, too, experience that place of panic – depressed, distressed, miserable or wretched – know that you can turn from the enemy’s lies and claim His grace and your victory:
Victory: (from the Message)
II Cor 4 – we’ve been spiritually terrorized, but God hasn’t left our side; we’ve been thrown down, but we haven’t broken.
Every detail works to your advantage and to God’s glory: more and more grace
So we’re not giving up. How could we! Even though on the outside it often looks like things are falling apart on us, on the inside, where God is making new life, not a day goes by without his unfolding grace!
Note: The above picture happened when I was exhausted, distressed, miserable and wretched about my life’s circumstances. I’d been sorting a room full of papers for over 20 hours and crying out to God, crying that I was losing hope, asking, “What good is all this, how can anything good come of all this emotional garbage….” when this yellow paper slid out from a handful of envelopes, swirled down and landed on the huge throw away pile – face up. In my face. WATCH GOD WORK!
My weekend experience enlightened me on all three of the aspects of this verse.
Many of you know that I’ve been God’s delivery girl before, delivering a message, a gift, or an encouragement, but this was the first time I’d dreamed about the recipient before the incident.
I know that when I move/share/act in obedience to God’s Word and His Spirit’s direction, I am doing so as His fellow-worker. (As in 1Cor. 3:6 where one planted, and one watered…” but God was causing the growth.” While I am confident I can do all things IN CHRIST, I know without His power and direction I can do nothing.
Paul, in these verses, called those to whom he ministered God’s field and God’s building. While true, God’s field in my weekend experience was not only the two young ladies to whom I was able to minister with a God-sent gift, but myself as well. The meaning of the word field explains: cultivated – prepared for planting. We had each been prepared for the planting of God’s personal teaching.
The building speaks of a costly building that has been not just purchased, but lovingly restored and specifically designed – as a temple immediately draws one to think of the God it represents.
I am unable to separate these teachings and my experience from Ephesians 2 – especially “ you are fellow citizens with the saints, and are of God’s household, having been built upon the foundation of the apostles and prophets, Christ Jesus Himself being the corner stone, in whom the whole building, being fitted together is growing into a holy temple in the Lord; in whom you also are being built together into a dwelling of God in the Spirit.
While it is neat to think of being God’s temple, I am reminded that a building is made up of many stones, that it is an honor to be In Christ and to be a part of that building (God’s dwelling place). We are growing together, and being built together in the Spirit.
Even though I have been a believer, a Christian, a child of God – IN CHRIST, for over 40 years, I marvel daily as God directs me to pray for someone, or go to someone on His behalf. (OR sometimes be the recipient of someone God sends to me, or has pray for me)
It seemed foolish that since God had confirmed to me with an inner assurance so many times before at the last moment of ‘delivery’ that this person or that is the one I should share with, that I would be so uncertain this time.
When God told me to put something in my purse for this weekend, I wondered to Him how I would know who it would be for. I felt Him saying you will know by the look on her face. Then I dreamed of the young woman and saw the look on her face. It was the same look, I felt, when I awakened that must have been on the face of the young boy who held out his lunch of 5 loaves and 2 fish on that hill of 5,000 so long ago. It was a look that said this is all I have, but…here.
That morning I was surrounded by women, and one conversation next to me did not register until a young woman turned and said, “This is all I have…” When I looked into her face, and saw my dream take reality, I gasped, “You’re the one!” while quickly grappling in my purse to find the carefully bundled little packet.
I explained as I always do that I’d been carrying something for God that I was sent to give – and she was the one. It was hilarious in a way because it’s hard for the recipient to try to thank someone who is jumping up and down, as excited as they are, to be a part of the mysterious workings of God!
As always the recipient was eager and grateful to hear the message that came with the gift and the focus remained, as it should, on God, the sender, the supplier, the builder.
Together we rejoiced and gave God the glory that he cares for every detail in our lives, and that In-Christ I can say,
I am God’s Fellow-Worker, God’s Field, God’s Building
And some days,
I am also God’s Delivery Girl!
I am His Vessel
Last time you saw how we become a temple when Christ comes into our lives – a place where Christ resides. The vessel contains the temple.
So the vessel is our body? Yes – it is of the earth, as explained in Genesis – God made us of the earth, and yet because God made us it is so much more.
We are compared to an earthenware vessel that was MADE, PREPARED, DESIGNED, CREATED by the Master Creator to be used in His service.
I have been made, prepared, designed, created to know Christ, to be His Temple, and to be useful in His service.
I would venture that most of God’s creation has experienced the verse from Isaiah 45:9 saying if only…you had made me…prettier, smarter, more talented, whatever. Moses is probably the best-known example from scripture of someone who felt that God had created his vessel with an inadequacy: Remember what he said? Please, Lord, I have never been eloquent, neither recently nor in time past…
I know I too have pleaded with God – no, not that, I am not made for that, I cannot do that. Anything but that.
Othertimes I’ve foolishly looked at other vessels and thought, oh, if only that were my situation. I had a friend who knew there was nothing she could change about her vessel, and focused on her home…always dreaming that if she found the perfect home, her life would change. Media today amplifies that natural-man-argument with our creator saying don’t be satisfied with who and what you are..change! Change your hair, or your cosmetics, or your shoes, or your investments and you can be who you want to be.
Wouldn’t we rather be who God wants us to be. Who and what He designed us to be.
Complete and fulfilled for the Master’s use.
Is. 45:9 “Woe to the one who quarrels with his Maker —
An earthenware vessel among the vessels of earth!
Will the clay say to the potter, ‘What are you doing?’
Or the thing you are making say, ‘He has no hands’?
Rom. 9:21 Or does not the potter have a right over the clay, to make from the same lump one vessel for honorable use, and another for common use?
I am earthen. I am clay. I’ve been prepared as a vessel for the Master’s use.
Some days are hard. I want to cry about my insecurities like Moses. I want to whine at my frailty as Patty Clairmont put it, I’m broken, cracked, so am I useless? But I come face to face with Paul telling me, along with the church at Corinth:
1Th. 4:4 that each of you know how to possess his own vessel in sanctification and honor,
Possess my vessel? Possess means to overtake it – to dominate, control
And, he says, I know how to do it
In sanctification – set apart for God’s use. A “small” thing like pouring out water to feed …the animals, or rinsing off dirt from muddy feet…a “big” thing like bringing refreshment to important guests, or being used for a special occasion
In honor – What greater honor could there be than to be a child of God – to be IN CHRIST, and to be submitted to the creator for the opportunity to somehow bring Him glory
Is there a distinction with God according to what he calls us to be or to do? Romans 9:21 says not. Only the earthen see the differences. ALL vessels are equally honored when used by the Master.
I’ve experienced God speaking through me, filling in where I am inadequate. I’ve known God to do amazing things through me that I would never have dreamed of doing on my own, and I’ve had God promise in miraculous ways over and over that He chose me, created me as His vessel, and prepared His vessel to be of service to Him.
Janie Seltzer’s poem CLAY speaks to me:
Dizzy on the potter’s wheel, I reel –under the pressure of His hand.
Water splashes over me – I choke and gasp for air.
He cuts off softened chunks- Refines the shape- Remolds the inner core.
He whistles softly as He works.
I listen. . . to the soothing sound – and slowly learn
. . . Relax
And wait –
For the Sovereign shape
Imaged in His mind.
That’s YOU! That’s ME! What an honor.
Say it with me:
I am God’s vessel.
I am His temple
What a perfect reminder for the Daniel Fast I’ll be starting on Sunday. I have to chuckle at the way the Lord speaks to me in this verse:
1Cor. 3:16 Do you not know that you are a temple of God, and that the Spirit of God dwells in you?
First, what is a temple? Temple – Sanctuary – a sacred inhabited place
A sacred inhabited place!
A sanctuary for God!
Did I not know that? No, it shames me to say I do know it – but I sometimes don’t live/eat like I know that. How could I set aside such an awesome truth?
Secondly, it seems I also forget that the Spirit of God lives within me. What difference would it make to EACH DAY that I remember this – would I have more victory? Would it change my thoughts?
Would I be thinking I can eat anything I want?
Would I be thinking I should punish myself and starve?
Would I believe the enemy’s lie that the body-battle cannot be won?
Would I be eating junk and ignoring Isaiah 55:2?
“Why do you spend money for what is not bread, And your wages for what does not satisfy?
Listen carefully to Me, and eat what is good,
Hmmm isn’t that interesting. I’ve just been reading how I should eat MORE. More vegetables and fruit that is – more real food. God says if we eat what is GOOD, we can delight ourselves in abundance!
Both natural food and the Word of God are spoken of as tasting good. So if I sit at The Lord’s Table first and fill up on His goodness, I will experience delight in His abundance.
Psa. 34:8 O taste and see that the LORD is good;
How blessed is the man who takes refuge in Him!
Psa. 119:103 How sweet are Thy words to my taste
My body was created to be a sanctuary for God.
I am His Temple.