Sometimes toward the end of a pay period, the cupboards can get a little bare. Yesterday it seemed like everything my daughter reached for was out.
We can get whinny when the Dave’s Good Seed Bread is gone, and all we have left is the dumb Kirkland brand. But in reality, we aren’t going hungry at all.
The longer you go without feeling hunger, the less you appreciate food. If you want to really enjoy a meal, skip the one before it. Or even fast for a day.
Don’t you think it is the same in our Christian walk? Does it seem like the longer you go without remembering your broken life, the easier it is to take grace for granted?