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Milk to Meat

 

I am musing about....

Milk to Meat


Recently our daughter, son in law and their three boys were here for the weekend and we had some fun with a coconut.

You see, when I was a kid, my mom bought a coconut once. It was highly unusual. We had not ever seen one before (if I recall correctly).  It was hard, and brown and hairy. My Dad proceeded to open it up and to show us kids the watery coconut milk inside. We even got to sample it. We then were able to taste the pure white meat of the fruit.

It made an impression for some reason. We did the same thing once with our kids. And what do you know....now we gave our grandkids a similar experience. Not that big of a deal. Just something a little fun and educational.

As we drained (from the coconut's "eyes") the clearish, sediment sprinkled "milk" into a glass, the little boys looked on in wonder. When the coconut split open in their Dad's hands the boys let out a little squeal of delight.

Looking at the meat of the fruit as well as the glass of "milk" sitting nearby, I had to think of our spiritual diet.

The Word says that newborn babes require milk until they are old enough for the meat.

I have a new friend who is a baby Christian. She just got born again last October. Her spiritual zeal and maturity amaze me! While many her age, especially her spiritual age, are still drinking milk, she has spent hours digesting the meat, memorizing the marbling, the texture, the flavor. She has been sharing her spiritual meal with others; writing prayers for a local church newsletter and sharing the Gospel with many of the unsaved people that surround her life and heart.  She will be the first to admit that, like all of us, she has much yet to learn and potential for so much more growth and spiritual understanding.

So yeah. Spiritual maturity is not based on a chronological age. Not entirely anyway. I think we grow into the "meat" the more we feast at the table of God's Word. And as His Spirit works within us!

Read on, dear readers. 

May we all be growing in what we are able to digest and take in.

And may that spiritual fruit give us nourishment and energy to be used...for Him!

Milk, to Meaty Milk, to Milky Meat to Meat!

Even as the frequency and portions of our physical food can determine the proportion of our stature (haha), so the portions of our spiritual food and the frequency by which we partake....

can affect our spiritual proportions; the amount of our potential energy level and the size of our  effectiveness in His Kingdom.

So I do not think I will milk this much longer.....

Other then to say.... Let us "Feast on"!

                                                        

 "As newborn babes desire the sincere milk of the word, that ye may grow thereby" 1 Peter 2;2


"For every one that useth milk is unskillful in the word of righteousness; for he is a babe.

But strong meat belongeth to them that are of full age, even their senses exercised to discern both good and evil."   Hebrews 5: 13-14

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