Wasn't it wonderful reading the Bible this morning? An invitation to feast at the table of Scripture has been extended to us impoverished sinners by the King himself. The meal is nothing less than a solid, substantial feast that combines satisfaction with gladness and rejoicing. All this is ready for us. It is the King's table, and its provision is inexhaustible.
So often we prefer the cheap substitutes of this poor world, which are nothing less than the husks of the swine. That goes for anything I've ever written. We do not crave the heavenly manna as we should.
How's YOUR appetite?
How's MINE?
