My nine-year-old has long been a picky eater. He can take or leave most fruit, though these days he is finally eating apples and even enjoys a blended mix of berries stirred into yogurt. He doesn’t like a single vegetable, unless you count mashed, fried, or somehow casseroled potatoes, and sweet corn when it’s fresh off the cob. But we’ve made it a rule that he’s required to try a small bite of every dish served, and for the most part, he abides by that rule without complaint.
But for years, beans have been his Waterloo. Any sort of bean, be it green or kidney, black or pinto, he can hardly gag down. (Though I don’t insult anyone’s palate by serving lima beans. Just saying.)
What is to me a perfect little package of protein and fiber, is to him a pod of alien slime.
So, some months ago, I decided to have pity on the poor kid and put just one bean on his plate. But he had to eat that bean without stalling and without tears.
That single-bean serving has become known at our house as The Lone Bean.
When beans are served, The Lone Bean is a topic of lively discussion at the dinner table. How long will Rowan commune with The Lone Bean before it finally goes down the hatch? Will he disguise The Lone Bean in a bite of some other food, or will he manfully swallow it alone? Will he chew it first, or swallow it whole (as per survivalist Bear Grylls’ recommendation for eating grubs)?
I must commend Rowan, for most of the time, he laughs along with us about The Lone Bean. Recently, he’s even started eating his bean with less drama.
He just had to taste beans often enough to realize they weren’t going to kill him. I’ve tried to convince him that he could even become accustomed to beans, and as an adult, he might even like them.
He remains skeptical.
As I was thinking about Rowan’s eating habits the other day, a phrase from Scripture came to mind.
“O taste and see that the Lord is good: blessed is the man that trusteth in him” (Psalm 34:8).
Just as it will take my son time and effort to one day enjoy his vegetables, it can take a hearty bite of God’s essence to get us in the habit of enjoying meaningful time with him. It certainly worked that way for me.
For years, I skimmed through my Bible reading and fast-forwarded through my prayers, allowing the concerns of the day ahead to distract me. Often, I didn’t look forward to my time with God. Leaving those sessions, I never felt satisfied, always craving more.
But in recent months, I’ve changed my approach to devotions. I get up earlier to give myself time to digest the Scripture that I read. I use a prayer journal to help me remember prayer requests and keep me focused. I try to stay in tune with the Holy Spirit.
I want to not only taste his goodness, but savor it. I want the blessing promised to those who trust in him.
Verses to Consider
As for me, I will behold thy face in righteousness: I shall be satisfied, when I awake, with thy likeness. – Psalm 17:15
For he satisfieth the longing soul, and filleth the hungry soul with goodness. – Psalm 107:9
How do you conduct your devotional time?
What are some devotional books you love?
I look forward as always to your thoughtful comments.