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You need to leave room for dessert

My wife is a good cook. Seriously. But no matter how good a meal is, I always try to save room for dessert. I know the information out there about eating healthy and not snacking late in the evening. It doesn't matter. If I am too full for some cookies and milk, then the day feels like a loss. Yes, my name is Rick and I am a treat-a-holic.

The problem as I see it is that I have been programmed to think that dessert comes after the meal. But I think it should be seen as important to the whole meal as the vegetable, if not more so. See, we fill our bodies with stuff that we're not as interested in as dessert. It leaves us with no room.

This reminds me of something John Piper write in his book Hunger For God.
"If we don't feel strong desires for ... God, it is not because we have drunk deeply and are satisfied. It is because we have nibbled so long at the table of the world. Our soul is stuffed with small things, and there is no room for the great."

Making room for God is a much more serious matter than desserts. When we try to simply 'fit in' God, we inevitably find that we're left with inadequate space for Him. This is why many decide to give Him the first, the first part of their day, the first portion of their income, their best energy, thinking, and resources.

I would think that, just like whoever made the dessert, God wants us to taste and see how good He is. So I guess what I am saying is to make sure you give your first space to God. And keep in mind the age-old wisdom to leave room for dessert. God and cake. Yeah, that sounds about right.

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