The Oatmeal Feast

I will admit up front that this blog entry is a bit cheesier than normal. BUT, I have an 18 and a half-month-old daughter who is adorable, so every now and then I think I have the right to be a little cheesy.
Every morning my daughter feasts on a bowl of oatmeal. She LOVES it. As she was eating this morning, I noticed her progress on how she has gotten so much more able to feed herself. And it brought to mind how we are to feast on the Scriptures. It used to be that she would just sit there while we fed her. Then she would begin to use her hands to feed herself, while we fed her with a spoon…which was a little bit messy. Then she got to a point where she could use the spoon if we helped her. Now she will use the spoon by herself while we sit and watch her, amazed at how fast she has grown up. And in the last few weeks, she has shown another sign of maturity. When she has gotten all that she can out of the bowl of oatmeal, but realizes there is more to feast on, she looks up with her cute little brown eyes, and in the sweetest voice you can imagine, she says, “Help please…” which sounds more like “Hewp pwease…”
What a great reminder that as we feast on the Word, we should be progressing! We should be getting better at our abilities to make connections and use different tools. And just like we had to teach our daughter at first, so we must be mindful that it is God who opens our eyes to see the wonderful things of HIS law. And when we have gone as far as we can in our own studies, but realize there is more to feast on, we should not let pride keep us from saying, “Help.”
I love being a daddy…