Do you really believe God cares about the little things in your life? Do you? We all say we do. When something horrific or monumental is happening, we claim faith in the passages that say your hairs are numbered (Luke 12:7), the sparrows are seen when they fall (Matthew 10:30), and the lilies are gloriously clothed by His hand (Luke 12:27-28). We staunchly submit faith that if God cares about those small things, then surely he is in control of what is happening in our lives. We may even claim them when we lose our car keys, misplace our watch, or some other smaller thing. And, to our credit, we give thanks appropriately, but what about those things that seem too insignificant to even mention? You know those things you just assume God doesn't have time to hear about? Your haircut? Your fashion sense? Your cleaning routine? Your menu? Really. What if we truly believed God cares what's for dinner?
This thought came to me on a cold, icy morning as I was struggling with my stressors, mentally listing all the things I have to do, musing about how the household runs only through my genius.(Maybe we'll address vanity one day!) I felt crazy overwhelmed. And a voice just seemed to whisper this thought to me, "Do you think God doesn't care what's for dinner?" Well, that set me back a step. Does he? Does he care about these little things that I just assume he doesn't? Let's see. He took the time to whisper that question in my ear. He took the time to adjust the number of hairs on my head after a handful came out with my brush this morning. And he gave me the wherewithal to fill the bird feeder outside before the cold snap so the little birdies (sparrows and more) would have a few grains of something that wasn't frozen. Yes, I absolutely believe he cares what's for dinner.
I believe God cares what we put in our physical bodies. (No, this is not a diet post, I promise!) I spend hours poring over recipes and cookbooks trying to come up with good, healthy, enticing meals for my family. Often, we are on the run so much that it slips. I need to work on that. If our bodies are the temple of God, we need to do a better job caring for them. Would YOU want to live in a rundown house? More importantly, is it good stewardship of the body God gave you to treat it unhealthily? Not likely.
What about dinner for your soul? Are you scrimping on the meat and looking only for the milk? That's a problem. (Hebrews 5: 13-14) Milk is great, but it doesn't carry all the nutrients you need to thrive. And that's the goal, isn't it? We should thrive spiritually. The good news is, all you need to thrive is a Bible and your prayers. Bible reading and prayer will feed your soul and make it strong. But you need to spend more than just two minutes at it if you want to grow strong. And I challenge you to read the whole Bible--not just the easy, pleasing bits. Slog through the "hard books". I remember reading the book of Joel one time and actually saying to God, "I'm trying, but I need something here." Guess what? I got it. Curious? Go read the book of Joel and see what's there. Go find meat for your soul because God absolutely cares what's for dinner!
I know this is an unusual post. I rarely, if ever, write on the fly...which is exactly what's happened here. But I wanted to share this here for my own good and hopefully yours too. May we remember that whatever decision we have to make--from our hair color, your necktie choice, the dinner menu, or that fourth cup of coffee--God is supremely interested in every aspect of our lives. (I Peter 5:7, Psalm 55:22) Let's go out and live like it!
And, by the way, what's for dinner??
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