We've been having a little bit of a problem here at our home lately. I didn't think that I would be facing this problem quite as early as I am. The problem is with my eight year old son.
It seems as though...
I can't feed him ENOUGH!! He's like a bottomless pit!
I knew that as he got older, he would begin to eat more, just like all growing boys do on their way to puberty.
As. He. Got. Oooolllldddeeerrrr!
Older! Not now. He's eight!
When I was younger, my Dad worked overseas all the time. When I became a mother of three growing kids, I sort of assumed that it was because he had three sons and five daughters at home to feed. The poor guy never saw the front door to our house! He had to work himself to the bones just to feed us! Poor Dad.
I was in my office the other night checking emails. We had just gotten home from the chinese restaurant down the street. I sat next to Mason at the restaurant and saw as he got up for seconds, then dessert. I wondered to myself, "Where's the boy putting all of that?" As I sat at my computer, Mason walked in my office holding his stomach and moaning. My first thought was, "Oh no! Here comes the chinese food." But instead he says whining, "Oh Mom. I'm so hungry! I need a snack. My stomach is so empty."
Really? Empty? Are you kidding me?!
Now before you go calling child services on me, I will tell you that the boy was not starving. Far from it. I gave him a nice hearty glass of juice (Sunny D) and sent him on his merry little way to bed.
And then, when he is finishing up breakfast, he says...while putting his bowl in the sink, "What's for lunch Mom?" This morning he suggested that I start buying sausage buscuits or sausage wrapped in pancakes for him to eat, because cereal just aint cuttin' the mustard anymore.
I'm beginning to wonder how I will feed him when he IS a teenager. My aunt tells me that when her sister-n-law's boys were teenagers, she had to cook a chicken for each of them. They each got their OWN chicken! Their very own chicken! Does that mean I need to run out now, buy a flock of baby chicks and start raising them in the back yard? Should I start sloppin' hogs now? Or buy a cow? Should I make friends with the local butcher at the meat market, so that I can possibly get a discount on meat later? Will that be enough?
I find myself in a similar place as my son.
I've tapped into a bottomless pit...
In my spirit.
It seems as though I can't get enough spiritually lately. I'm hungry! Not starving, just hungrier and hungrier the more I get.
God has been speaking to me often lately...or is it, that I've actually, finally begun listening.
Either way, I'm soaking every ounce of Him up...and I want more! I want as much of Him as I can get this side of heaven. My spirit craves whatever it is that He is offering. And when I'm done with what He gives me, I find myself asking, "What's next God? Can I have more?"
He fills me up, but leaves me wanting more...needing more. Expecting more. Not because I'm spoiled and want more. Because I KNOW there is more. My faith tells me so. His love tells me so.
Will it ever be enough?
Will I ever be content spiritually? Or...am I supposed to be? I think that if we find ourself content with God...we won't grow into who or what He has called us to be.
I'm content with knowing that He loves me. I'm content with knowing that I am His. I'm content with knowing that He has me. I'm content with knowing that He will provide all of my needs. But...I'm not content with knowing enough of who He is. What He wants of me. Where He wants to take me.
Will I ever be completely content?
Is that even possible?
I don't believe it is. I believe it will be someday...when He brings me from Glory to Glory.
But for now...I'm hungry! I want more.
John 6:35 Then Jesus declared, "I am the bread of life. He who comes to me will never go hungry and he who believes in me will never be thirsty."
Lamentations 3:25 The Lord is good to those who depend on him, to those who search for him.
Psalm 119:64 The earth is filled with your love, O Lord; teach me your decrees.