We went blueberry picking this week!
In typical Sal fashion, (Blueberries for Sal is one of my and granddaughter's favorite reads), three year old little blondie ate more blueberries than what she put in her bucket.
I kept telling her she might get a tummy ache if she ate too many.
Then I told her she might turn blue like a blueberry.
"You're just kiddin' Nana, right?" she said.
"Maybe you'll get blue and round just like a blueberry!" I replied.
"Then Nana will have to roll you around!"
She just kept picking and eating!
Finally, I said, "We are going out to lunch after this, and you'll be too full for a treat if you don't stop."
Every time I looked at her she was popping another blueberry in her mouth!
They were pretty delicious.
You see, I tasted a few myself.
God wants us to taste Him for ourselves.
He wants us to find out that He is, indeed, good.
Then, what if no one and nothing could persuade us to stop tasting?
No warnings, no threats, nothing!
Just eating and eating and eating of His wonderfulness…
until maybe we turn into...
someone a bit like Him.