Play along. Imagine you drive up to a restaurant. Even before you walk in the door, you are hungry. The door swings open and you are washed with a flood of aromas — breads, spices, warm and inviting. Your stomach agrees with your selection and urges you on.
Now you are seated at the table, and the server hands you a menu. Your eyes take in all the possibilities. Choices, options, suggestions, pairings and combinations of flavors, textures and details.
Another rumble and you find you want to hasten the process. You just desperately want to actually be eating and not reading. You want the food to be in front of you, not on a page. Somewhere in this moment is the notion of sustenance, the notion of what you “need” to eat, what would be good for you.
But the first and primary urge is on what you “want” to eat. You desire the desirable.
So finally, the order is placed, your stomach is tense and waiting, waiting. You are so hungry you almost feel sick and then you…
get up and walk out of the restaurant.
A feast is being prepared for you, and you left the building.
Your stomach is in shock. Your server is stiffed, and your body has been robbed of much needed fuel. You are angry and unsatisfied.
Now suppose you turn around and say, “the restaurant didn’t answer your request.”
When you come to the table of God, come with a patient expectation. Come hungry, and come with a willingness to believe that He is preparing a feast for you. He knows and responds to the desires of your heart and the needs of your heart to keep you well fueled. Come to the table. And wait for the meal to arrive. Don’t get up and leave and say God doesn’t answer you. Wait and expect. Ask and receive. Though it tarry, wait for it.
But as it is written, “No eye has seen, no ear has heard, and no mind has imagined the things that God has prepared for those who love him.” 1st Corinthians 2:9
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