We’ve all experienced a taste of something and then wanted more.

Sometimes you can get more, but there are times when you are left with only a taste. 

That’s frustrating.

Recently when I was at a wedding reception, the waiters brought around appetizer finger foods while we waited for the bride and groom to show up.

I got to try one item that was offered me and it was very good. But as quickly as the waiter brought the little morsel, she disappeared with her tray and those bites of whatever they were. 

To be fair, it was getting near dinner time and I was a little peckish. A one-bite of anything was not going to cut it for me. But I sure liked those little, crispy, rolled things dipped in a sweet, tangy sauce.

Shortly after my taste buds had been perked, I spied another waiter with a tray. I moseyed over, but she had some asparagus thing wrapped in a seaweed-like twine.  

I passed on that one and kept looking for that one waiter who had the food that I wanted more of. 

Have you been there? You got a taste of something but really wanted more? 

A little over a month ago I got an inflatable stand up paddle board for my birthday. About a month later, after some anticipation, I finally got my paddle board up to our cottage. I inflated it and was excited to take it down to the beach and get it into the water.

That first try was great. I got tossed off the board multiple times – some spectacular wipeouts – and it was probably a little too wavy to try for the first time, but I didn’t care; I was having fun. 

We all gave it a shot, I tried it, my daughter, Karlie, and her husband and Lily all gave it a go. We had a wonderful afternoon on the water. 

I would have gone back the next day, but I had gotten a little too much sun so I needed to press pause for a day or two. In the mean time, I had to figure out where I would store this giant surf board that is fifteen feet long. 

I bought some hooks and mounted them on the side of our deck. I had no sooner placed the board on the hooks and turned around to get something when I heard a loud balloon-like pop. … Well, it wasn’t a balloon; it was my paddle board! 

One month waiting to use it, one day of using it and I was left with a taste of something that I wanted more of. 

Now I couldn’t have more. 

Replacing it meant hours of driving and more waiting, but we finally got a new one. 

I sure hope I don’t get just another taste, but instead get the full experience. 

Here’s the thing: There are times when we truly experience God’s love. We feel it, sense it, can even describe it. But then the hardships of life come and we wonder where God’s love is. We want to feel more of it, not just a taste of it. God is not far off. He is with you no matter what hardship you are experiencing. Keep seeking Him and giving yourself to Him and you will find what you are looking for – more of God’s love.

That’s Life!

Paul

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