Making Mud Pies

As a child on of my favorite things to do was spend hours and I do mean hours making mud pies. Now let me tell you why, I was imitating my mom's wonderful ( no really really wonderful) chocolate pies. You know the fight over the last piece,knock your four brothers down to get to it kind of pie. I wanted to make a pie like that when I grew up...so I practiced in the mud. The funny thing about mud pie is it's not so satisfying. It does look like chocolate pie but it taste like dirt and water.

So that's the point here. I'm a grown up and I no longer have to settle for mud pies. I am no longer satisfied to settle for something less than what God has for me. I don't want imitation anything: safety, comfort, reality, etc. I desire truth and longevity.

John Piper tackles this subject in Desiring God. ( Did I mention I love to read?) "In fact the great problem of human beings is that they are too pleases.They don't seek pleasure with nearly the resolve and passion that they should. And they settle for mud pies of appetite instead of infinite delight." He sights C.S. Lewis sermon The Weight of Glory "...We are half-hearted creatures, fooling about with drink and sex and ambition when infinite joy is offered us, like an ignorant child who wants to go on making mud pies in a slum because he cannot imagine what it its meant by the offer of a holiday at the sea. We are far too easily pleased." I cannot tell you how many of my days I have wasted by not seeing the promises that God has for me.

I serve a God who is able to do more than I dare to dream ask or even imagine I often put worldly limits on him in my own mind. We all are guilty of not wanting to bother Him with the details that He already knows and cares for!

My desire is set to His desires for me. I do not want to short change myself by limiting God and not being all I can be for Him! I do not want to believe lies from the enemy that attempts to define me with less than who He says I am. I am the woman at the well and I will no longer be defined by my culture, my geographic location, or my religion. I choose to be defined by the one who knows all about me and calls me to Him. I am approved.I want to be patient and wait when He is calling me to wait. I am no longer a child. I am holding out for the real chocolate pie.