Taste and See
The humidity was burning off as the summer sun began to set. We sat on the edge of my grandfather’s truck bed in front of the old abandoned farm house where he grew up. He and my grandmother would take me and Brittany out to the pond to go fishing in the summer. We’d walk in the woods behind the house, down to the creek, avoiding poison ivy with every step.
A pear tree was planted in the front yard and I remember this day my grandfather reached up and picked one for us. He pulled out his pocket knife and cut me off a slice. I was in elementary school and it was my first time I’d ever eaten a pear.
I’ll never forget the way it tasted. As I bit into my piece, I remember it was dry yet juicy, sweet yet salty, and soft yet grainy. To this day, I love pears, and not because they are so delicious. I love pears because every time I take a bite, it takes me back to that day sitting on the bed of my grandfather’s truck.
Now, if I had to describe to you what a grapefruit tastes like, I would say it’s gross. Period. With the texture of an orange, the bitter, tart juice makes me angry for the simple fact that it does not taste like what I expect it to be based what it feels like- an orange.
In 2009 I had the opportunity to visit Haiti on a mission trip. For dinner every night, the women in the village would make us dinner. Fresh chicken- killed just hours before- rice, and fresh fruit grown locally. Considering we were in a third-world country where the people live in tin huts with dirt floors, wasting food was not an option. What they put on our plate, we ate.
I remember eating one particular fruit on my plate that I hadn’t seen before. It was delicious; sweet like pineapple but with the texture of an orange. When I asked what it was, they told me it was grapefruit. I was puzzled. Nothing like the grapefruit I’d ever tasted before. What left a bad taste in my mouth before now has me asking for more.
So many times in life we do this. We judge people, places and things based on past experiences. You don’t go to church because of what happened in church when you were a kid. Or you don’t have healthy relationships because someone broke your heart once (or twice, or three times) before. And you don’t have a relationship with God because you’ve only experienced him through someone else’s experience.
You see, just like with the fruit, I can explain to you what it tastes like to me, but to you, or to someone else, it may be completely different. Just like I can tell you what God has done for me and through me, but until you experience Him for yourself you’ll never truly understand.
The bible says in Psalm 34:8 to “Taste and see that the Lord is good…” It does not say that you’ll see how good God is through someone else’s experience. Although you may see the blessings in someone else’s life, you have to experience God for-your-self to reap the benefits.
If you’ve never experienced God for yourself, or maybe you have and it left a bad taste in your mouth, I encourage you to try again. Sometimes all it takes is removing your preconceived notion of what to expect.
On my journey to finding grace, I am experiencing God in ways that I’ve never seen or experienced before. He continues to show up and show out in certain areas of my life that left me bitter, with a bad taste in my mouth. But his grace makes things just a little sweeter, and his grace will do the same for you.
Taste and see that the Lord is good. Oh, the joys of those who take refuge in Him! Fear the Lord, you his godly people, for those who fear him will have all they need. Even strong young lions sometimes go hungry, but those who trust in the Lord will lack no good thing.
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