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“Mmmmmm….this is heaven!” my new husband proclaimed, smacking his lips. “Did I ever tell you this is one of my favorite meals?”
When Tedd and I married almost twelve years ago, he was a single dad raising four daughters. Meals typically consisted of whatever these teenagers chose to cook after school, ranging from Mac and Cheese to pancakes to brownies. When Tedd came home, he literally cleaned up - as in eating whatever was left, in whatever condition it was left in. Cold, dried-out, and burnt were regular offerings. That’s why, when he made the above declaration about our first supper together, I believed him. I was sure anything would be his favorite meal after what he’d been eating!
And I was right – only it didn’t have anything to do with his pre-me meals. Tedd simply loves food. Every meal is his favorite meal. His dad is the same way, as is our youngest daughter. I have never been able to decide if they have much more advanced taste buds than I do, or if they have none, but whatever the reason, I've yet to serve anything that Tedd doesn’t absolutely adore!
I’m thinking, that’s how we are with God. He absolutely adores us! Each and every one of us, no matter what condition we are in. Cold, dried-out, or burnt by the stresses and strains of everyday life and by the decisions we’ve made – it doesn’t matter! We’re always His favorite.
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