Two stomachs

I think I've had so many "deep thoughts" for the past three weeks that my brain is on overload. I've spent about as much as can be squeezed out of this sponge I call my heart and mind. As I read and as I feast more, I look forward with sharing it with you. Until then, I'm working, studying, and hanging in there.

By the way, have you ever been presented or looked forward to a big meal, such as Thanksgiving? Or perhaps you know that at the end of the week, you're going to eat at some restaurant that you are positively famished for? When the meal finally comes, you eat and eat, but then you get full. Though there's food left, much food that you have looked forward with great eagerness to enjoy, you can't possibly fit it in. You wish you had another stomach.

Take what you know of that disappointment and follow me to where this illustration points. I've begun to feast on the superior satisfaction of the supremacy of God in all things, and I have eating and eating and have talked to the person next to me, saying, "Isn't this fantastic?" But I've reached a point that while I want to enjoy it more, my ability to go further is spent. Thus, I'm going to go back to more reading and less writing. Though I wish I had two spiritual stomachs, I'm going to digest for a while.