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O Taste and See!

Psalm 34:8
"O taste and see that the Lord is good: blessed is the man that trusteth in him."

Can you taste it? Can you see it? Can you really taste and see that the Lord is good? Can you look through all the yuck in life and see that the Lord really is good?

This verse has been playing in my heart for a couple of weeks now. I am so very thankful that I can taste and see that the Lord is good. No matter what! He isn't just good when the checking account is full, when no one is sick and we all have new clothes. He is good when the checking account is empty, we are in pain and the kids pants are too short. He is ALWAYS good. His goodness isn't limited to temporal things. As a matter of fact, his goodness reigns in the spiritual blessings more than the temporal.

 Just last week, our family had a very specific need, a need that we could in no way meet ourselves. I can honestly say the Lord was so good to me in spiritual blessings that I did not fret or worry over the very real practical need we had. He was letting me taste and see that HE IS GOOD, no matter the weather. 

 In just four days the practical need was met above and beyond what I could have imagined. I started this blog post days before the need was met, I started it and just couldn't get any words for how to finish it. What a sweet taste of my Father's goodness it is to be able to finish this post with a practical answer to prayer as well as spiritual. I truly serve a good God, can you taste and see it? 

 Psalm 119:103
"How sweet are they words unto my taste! Yea, sweeter than honey to my mouth."









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