Greetings Dear Reader,
Recently I was spontaneously invited to join a friend for
dinner. The mom cooks for seven every
day. It is part of her nature to prepare
food well. There was plenty and the conversation
was rich. The food had that particular
quality that is only attained when it is served by a professional.
It was the combination of company and cuisine that made the
evening so delightful. The excellence of
the food carried with it the love of and devotion to others that this host has
for others. Things were not just
prepared well. There was love in this
meal and one could taste it.
We are forced to use metaphor and other devices to describe feelings
and conditions of the heart and soul. We
are asked by God to taste and see that he is good. Tasting is an experiment. It tells if something this desirable or
not. God assures that if we truly “sample”
him we will see that he is good.
Grace is a sampling of undeserved favor from God. Too many see God as harsh and demanding. In truth he longs to fill us to satisfaction with
grace and love. He wants to satisfy our
inner hunger for grace and acceptance.
He wants us to know his love for us to a depth that fulfills all our
needs.
Taste is so deeply significant for me. Last night I tasted summer in the state-fair
quality corn dogs that this same mom sent home with me. Yesterday I tasted kindness in the words of
your comments Dear Reader. I taste grace
every morning when I awaken with music in my head that reflects how much the
Father loves me.
I can come to Christ completely as I am with no other
credential than that I need the grace offered me. It is my insatiable daily need for that grace
that keeps me coming back to the table. It
still amazes me that Christ would offer such a rich delicacy so freely. It is only in that grace that I find the
courage to come to Christ as I am. It is only by grace that I can come.
Amazing Grace – John Newton – Performed by Celtic Women
Amazing grace! How sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me!
I once was lost, but now am found;
Was blind, but now I see.
’Twas grace that taught my heart to fear,
And grace my fears relieved;
How precious did that grace appear
The hour I first believed.
Through many dangers, toils and snares,
I have already come;
’Tis grace hath brought me safe thus far,
And grace will lead me home.
The Lord has promised good to me,
His Word my hope secures;
He will my Shield and Portion be,
As long as life endures.
Yea, when this flesh and heart shall fail,
And mortal life shall cease,
I shall possess, within the veil,
A life of joy and peace.
The earth shall soon dissolve like snow,
The sun forbear to shine;
But God, who called me here below,
Will be forever mine.
When we've been there ten thousand years,
Bright shining as the sun,
We've no less days to sing God’s praise
Than when we’d first begun.
Wishing you joy in the journey,
Aramis Thorn
Mat 13:52 So Jesus said to them, "That is why every writer
who has become a disciple of Christ’s rule of the universe is like a home
owner. He liberally hands out new and old things from his great treasure
store." ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
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