Getting Hungry

My stomach is like clock work. Every day when I wake up in the morning, the grumbling in my belly signals that it is time to 'feed the beast.' I scarf down whatever my hands come across (excluding pineapple or anything else too fruity!!), and I am satisfied only until this same sequence begins again.

Thinking about this today, with being hungry and all, I began to think of what my life would be like if I craved God's presence and God's word on a consistent basis. There are times when life gets so busy that we begin to squeeze out our time connecting with God or with others.

I think part of living like Jesus means learning to grow in our hunger for Christ, His presnce, the Word and our time spent with Him. I know that last night before I went to sleep I just needed to pray with Bonny in a spirit of thankfulness for who God is. I expressed my fleeting desire to move only in His rhythm and grace, knowing that there will be moments in each and every day where I begin to claim to do things in my own strength once again. Maybe it's time that I learn more from my hunger. Sure it signifies that I need to eat, but I think it can and should also represent my need to feast at my Master's table.