So I randomly get these really specific and intense cravings for food. Before I get any further NO there is no baby Bouka on the way yet. When these cravings hit they wont go away until I eat whatever it is I am salivating for.
Because I am a woman there is this one time during the month I really want sweet stuff- anything from Nutella crepes to Krispy Kreme donuts. Most of the time it is more weird stuff like suddenly having the urge to eat a bowl of mashed potatoes or for Pacific creamy tomato soup (which they do NOT sell in Australia, and yes I have attempted to ship over a crate of 24 boxes with no luck). Alex usually rolls his eyes and lets me whine a little but other times I come home to a surprise Krispy Kreme after a long day at work. He is just my most favorite person.
It got me thinking about the times I really crave prayer- seems to be I pray the most when something isn’t going my way. I don’t believe I am alone with this and it is something I am constantly working on. Shouldn’t I crave time alone with the Lord every day?
God shouldn’t be like a once and a while donut he should be like water because He is something we do need every single day and He also can fill me up more than anything else ever could.
And just FYI when you give a girl a donut she will probably ask for a glass of milk too- or at least I will.
As the deer pants for the water brooks, So my soul pants for You, O God.