Never Share Your Dessert

If you know me at all, you know I don't ever share my dessert. I don't mean it in an ugly way. I just really, really like dessert. I will get you your own, or even make a dessert for you. But please don't ask for mine. I am very upfront and honest about this. People often think I'm joking,  but I am really not. Ask my truest friends, and they will tell you it's a fact.

After we finished dinner tonight,  I asked who wanted dessert. Kathryn said she didn't want dessert because she was too full. In my opinion, this is just crazy talk.  Wanting dessert has nothing to do with being full. I don't care how full I feel, I ALWAYS have room for dessert.  And no, you may not have a bite. Trust me, there isn't enough for you!

As I was pondering what in the world could be wrong with my child, I realized maybe I need to be as passionate about my faith as I am about dessert.  What would happen if I spent the amount of time sharing God's word that I do talking or thinking about dessert? Psalm 119:103 says, "How sweet  are your words to my taste, sweeter than honey to my mouth." God's word is good, so why do I often hold back in sharing it with others? I am working on this,  and I'm thankful for good friends in my life who challenge me to do better.

So the next time someone asks me for a bite of my dessert, I will probably say no. But just maybe I will take the opportunity to share God's word with them. And MAYBE I'll offer them a bite of my dessert too. Or maybe not. After all, I am a work in progress!