Did we find the hearing aid? I'll tell you at the end of this post. But before that, God has been shaking me up with a question. Are you, Glynnis, hungry for Me?
This question came to my mind when I started reading the book of Leviticus. Just so you know, this is NOT light reading. But I'm working my way through the "Knowing Jesus Study Bible." So I'm reading Leviticus.
I'm expecting this to be a challenge, because every time I've tried to read through the Bible in a year (which I'm not doing this time) I get hung up on Leviticus in March and stop reading. But that's beside the point.
This Bible is great because it points out references to Jesus all through Scripture. The introductory information on this chapter promises to connect the sacrifices of the Old Testament with Jesus as our atoning sacrifice. This same information page asked the question: "Why would the aroma of a sacrifice be important to God?" (Read Leviticus 1:9)
The author of this page suggested that perhaps the writer of Leviticus connected the human experience of the pleasant smell of cooking to God's pleasure. That got me thinking about the smell of food cooking. I really like that. I like the smell of brownies and bread baking, I like the smell of spicy Mexican food and I like hamburgers on a grill. But you know when I really LOVE the smell of food? When I'm hungry.
When I'm hungry everything smell great! Except okra ... and beets. But everything else smells fantastic. When I'm full, nothing really smells great.
I wonder if God loved the aroma of the sacrifice because He was hungry to see and experience the devotion of His people. Consequently, that same God must hunger to receive my devotion and obedience. Not just the surface, going-to-church type of obedience. But the kind that starts way down deep in my heart, and involves a sacrifice of some kind. A sacrifice that says "I prefer You God over this thing set before my eyes right now."
God hungers for me. What an amazing truth. Which leads me to my question: Do I hunger for God?
Do I hunger to know more of God? Do I hunger to experience God? Do I hunger to worship God? Do I hunger, really hunger, to hear from God? Or am I "satisfied" by other things?
It's a question that has shaken me up. In the midst of pondering this thought, my daughter lost her hearing aid. It's no small coincidence that I've been hearing God ask if I hunger to hear from Him.
We went back to the soccer field this morning with a metal detector. Still no hearing aid. But there is a bit of good news. I forgot that I purchased insurance that covers loss. So while it will still involve a co-pay, it's minimal compared to the full replacement cost.
God may still have a miracle planned for that hearing aid, but even if He doesn't it's still good.
Because I've learned some lessons this week. I've heard God ask me some questions this week. And I've done some soul searching.
The end result? I need to be hungrier ... and not for food.
In His Love,