I saw a Pier One Imports catalog today with a whole section of ‘tiny taste’ serving pieces. There were tiny spoons and tiny bowls and tiny plates and tiny domed serving pieces and tiny cups. This was for your ‘tasting party’ or ‘mini brunch.’
I think the whole concept is weird. For one, I don’t have time to prepare 35 different items for a party. And two, I grew up in the south and we EAT. Mountains of mashed potatoes, messes of greens, second helpings. My kids had me buy bigger, stronger paper plates because the generic foam ones are “too small mom.”
It made me think about having a tiny concept of what God can do for us. Some Christians sign up for the “just enough God” program. “Just enough” to get them into heaven; “just enough” to slap a Christian label on their not so different lifestyle; “just enough” to be able to call on God in time of crisis. “Just give me a tiny taste of God” they think. “Don’t be messing with my everyday life.”
Nope, that’s not for me. I want God to mess with my job, my family, my home, my sin, my habits, my waking, my sleeping. Psalm 139 closes with: “Search me and know my heart O God, test me and know my thoughts. Point out anything in me that offends You and lead me along the path of everlasting life.”
I want to feast from his banqueting table and get full. I want to “taste and see that the Lord is good.” I want every blessing, every trial, every circumstance that brings me closer to Him and gives glory to Him. I want the big platter of God. And a second helping.
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