How sweet your words taste to me; they are sweeter than honey. Psalm 119:10

I have a horrible sweet tooth.  I can give up nearly any food – bread, pasta, fried foods.  But please don’t ask me to give up sugar.  It makes me cringe just thinking about it.  And I will have the innate urge to immediately head to Target to stock up on every variety of M&Ms in the biggest bags possible.  Even as I’m writing this I am smackin’ on chocolate covered raisins….a good source of iron, I’m told…

So, when I read this verse this morning, it caught my eye.  Sweetness.  That is appealing to me.  And the thought that God’s words are “sweet” took on a whole new meaning to me.

As a craver of sweets, I want to crave God’s words to me in that way.  Like the most decadent dessert.  The most delicious candy.  I want to look forward to devouring it, sometimes voraciously.  At other times, I want to take tiny, delicate bites and just savor them slowly, one by one.  As I read it, and I taste it’s sweetness at first look, I want its flavor to permeate me as I ponder and meditate on it.  And then as I digest all of its goodness, I want that glorious flavor to come out of every pore of my life.  I want people to be able to sense the sweetness of God’s love by how I love and interact with them.  And maybe, just maybe, they’ll want to discover that sweetness themselves….