Munch Munch CrumbleMar 17
I do not want to see you now and make only a passing visit; I hope to spend some time with you, if the Lord permits.
1 Corinthians 16:7 NIV
Munch. Munch. Crumble. Munch. Munch. Crumble. This is how I begin most mornings. I breakfast on a granola bar and a glass of water almost every day. And usually I eat it over the sink. Munch. Munch. Crumble. The granola bar is crunchy and makes a mess. I don’t take the time to sit as I should and savor it’s honey oat sweetness. I don’t linger over bites and enjoy them as Faith eats her cereal.
I eat it standing over the sink, so as not to get crumbs on the floor. I’m standing for a fast get-away. I can eat and run. Munch. Munch. Crumble. Dash! That way I can get on to my list. You know the one I simply must get done without delay. The beds. The laundry. The bathrooms. The emails. The phone calls. The shower.
It occurred to me sometime during a munch and a crumble that I am sometimes like that with God. I shove in an obligatory devotion so that I can check Him off of my list. Spend time with God? Check! Except I really didn’t spend time with Him. I only rested my thoughts on Him for a fleeting moment. I only had a quick munch with Him, and I’m off to the next thing.
God calls us to a relationship with Him. He longs for it. To have that relationship, we must spend time with Him. We need to spend time in His word – actually sit and savor the Bible a little bit. We need to spend time in prayer – not the “Good bread, good meat, good God, let’s eat” prayer. I mean serious conversation with our Father. We need to spend time in praise – glorifying His matchless name. We need to have a meal with God, not a munch, munch, crumble.
As I have changed the way I meet with God, God has changed me. It’s just that simple. Join me this week as I sit down and savor God. Instead of a munch, munch, crumble, let’s make it a munch, munch, humble.