Taste and See
Taste and see that the LORD is good; blessed is the one who takes refuge in him. – Psalm 34:8
For the last few days I’ve been reflecting on the goodness of the Lord. And on that verse. It’s a verse that keeps popping up, in my quiet times and as I read through God’s Word it’s so apparent that goodness is in His character, it’s His very nature. I’ve been meditating on the words ‘taste and see’. Taste and see. What does it mean to truly taste and see the full goodness of God?
One of the hardest things since I’ve been in Uganda has been missing American food. And really it’s not even junk food. It’s like…pickles and string cheese. I miss that stuff. And on Monday when I was FaceTiming with my mom and sister, my sister almost ate a complete jar of pickles during the call. (Is an affinity for pickles genetic?) And I could almost taste them. My mouth was watering thinking about the first pickle I’ll get to eat when i get back in the states. (I know! Isn’t it weird what you crave when you can’t have it?) And I started wondering: Do you think that’s what David means in this psalm? He’s saying, “I have seen the goodness of the Lord – better yet, I have tasted it. I’ve had this mouth-watering, unrelenting, insatiable hunger to see the goodness of the Lord and it was finally fulfilled.” And now I’ve tasted and seen. And after David had tasted and seen there was no going back.
Once you’ve tasted and seen the Lord’s goodness nothing else can even compare. A perfect God that would chose to be gracious and merciful and patient and loving to me? Me, who continually would rather chase after other things. What an unfathomable love. But once you’ve seen it – that goodness, nothing else could possibly satisfy you.
I’ve seen that goodness here in Uganda. And these children have seen the goodness of the Lord in their lives too. These children who have 3 pairs of pants and 4 shirts know the goodness of God better than anyone I’ve ever met. It spills out in their prayers, and their laughs and squeals of joy, and it pours into me. Spending time with these children has changed me. Because, these kids, they’re smarter than I am. They realized this message that, at age 21, the Lord is still beating into my brain. He’s good. He’s so good. So much better than anything else I could ever dream of.
I hope this week you get to taste and see that the Lord is good. Because when you taste it, you realize – man, this isn’t something I ever want to do without.
So by now, I’m guessing you’re almost dying to see these children I’ve been going on and on about. Although I’ve been trying to really savor my time here and live in the moment, I’ve gotten a chance to take a few pictures. And I’m finally ready to share some of these wonderful kids in the village with you all. So here are some of the beautiful, joyful children you’ve gotten to hear so much about. My prayer this week is that the Lord would transform my heart to be more like these children. Because Jesus loved children.
“And children loved Jesus. Children knew they didn’t need to do anything special for Jesus to love them. All they needed to do was to run into his arms. And so that’s just what they did.” – Jesus Storybook Bible
-Katie Wilkins, University of Nebraska