Last night she stepped on my toes a little bit. I arrived at the study with my water bottle and really, I was okay with that. Until I saw the coffee pot.
With coffee in it.
I innocently asked if it was decaf, because honestly just being with the ladies in the study was enough caffeine for me, and I really prefer decaf anyway. Sadly the coffee was not decaf. My dear friend however, realized I could not possibly be without coffee, so she made me a whole pot of decaf.
Bless her soul, Lord!
I decided to splurge and add some flavored creamer to my coffee. Luscious goodness. (Not getting into the fact that I actually greatly prefer coffee black, blacker than a thousand midnights down in a cypress swamp.) The creamer was not sugar-free. I added it anyway. Just a smidge, and I took my seat.
Early in the video Lysa starts talking about craving sweet things.
And salty things.
Oh yeah. She had to go there. She HAD to go there on a night I had already promised myself a trip through McDonalds for french fries after Bible study. She had the audacity to mention it several times.
And the guilt heaped upon my shoulders. Guilt for putting the creamer in my coffee. Guilt for planning on getting fries anyway. Guilt for justifying my sweet and salty cravings.
I justified the creamer by thinking, “I almost never do this.” and “It’s okay just this once.” I justified the fries by thinking, “I skipped supper and I’m really hungry!” I justified both of them by thinking, “But I already ran today, I’m sure I’ve burned them off already.”
Please hear me here.
There is nothing wrong with coffee creamer. There is nothing wrong with McDonalds french fries. Nothing.
There is something wrong with them though when we turn to them instead of God to meet us in our place of need. When we reach for physical food to feed a soul hunger we are missing the chance to see God meet with us. We hinder His movement in our lives by reaching for the potato chips,or chocolate chips instead of reaching for Him. When we turn to a half-gallon of Haagen-Dazs double chocolate chunk ice cream, instead of running to Him with our hurts and our great need for comfort, we’ve missed the boat entirely.
Snickers candy bar doesn’t satisfy you, no matter what their slogan says. We know this. Yet we continually turn to quick fixes, easy meals, and junk to meet our soul needs.
It’s not working. It’s not working for me. It’s not working for you. We might delude ourselves into thinking it’s working just fine, thankyouverymuch. But deep down inside we know it’s not. We know were settling for a cheap fix to an expensive problem.
Every time we turn to physical food to fill our soul hunger, satan wins. He parties like a parasite. He wins, and we lose. He heaps on the guilt, he keeps spouting lies, and we keep accepting, believing and eating. We’re physically obese and spiritually malnourished.
It’s the guilt and the lies that keep us from quitting and turning to God. It’s not the creamer. It’s not the french fries. It’s the lies we’re believing. It’s the guilt we’re accepting. It’s the sins we’re justifying. Those keep us from God.
What if we choose differently? What if instead of choosing to believe the lies and accept the guilt, if we pushed back and turned instead to God to meet our deepest hunger? He alone is capable of meeting and filling all our cravings. What if we pushed back from the physical table so we can scoot our chair closer to His table? What if we shunned instant gratification for food that satisfies, for living water?