Got Milk?

IMG_1088My son likes to eat. You could say he takes after his daddy in that regard. He loves to eat so much that, well, he gets fussy when he's hungry, and if you take away his bottle during feeding, he makes his displeasure known unequivocally—he screams and shrieks as if you had just pinched him. But as soon as the bottle is back in his mouth, all is right with the world. It's like flipping a switch. Every time I get to feed Little Man and witness his love of milk, I'm reminded of 1 Pet 2:2–3. "Like newborn infants, long for the pure spiritual milk, that by it you may grow up into salvation— if indeed you have tasted that the Lord is good."

Several metaphors in Scripture have taken on a fuller meaning for me since Daniel was born, but this one surpasses them all by far. He loves milk. He loves drinking his milk on a regular schedule. And he hates interruptions to his feeding, even for something brief (like changing positions) or necessary (burping). He loves his milk so much that he loathes anything that gets in the way.

imageCan the same be said for your love of God's Word? Do you desire it, cherish it, and enjoy it as an infant does milk? If not, could it be that you no longer consider it necessary or nurturing? In what ways has your spiritual life suffered because you have let other things come between you and your milk?

I can only speak for myself, but I can tell when I have neglected daily study of the Word. I start thinking my opinions matter more than they really do. I become short with people, and I'm more reluctant to forgive. I'm not as happy, content, or self-controlled. I believe things that are, simply put, lies told by Satan. They come wrapped in just enough truth to be believable, but the Bible says they are false, though I don't immediately recognize them as such because I haven't been reading my Bible.

In a word, I'm fussy, just like Little Man when you take his milk away from him. I have a feeling this isn't the last lesson my son will teach me.

Father, thank you for my son. Thank you for the lessons you are teaching me through him. Thank you for your Word. May I have an unquenchable thirst for it all the days of my life. By it, may I taste and see that you are good! In Jesus' name.

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