"He gives food to every creature. His love endures forever." (Psalms 136:25 NIV)
If you've heard of the phrase, love language, you probably tried to figure out yours. The book by Gary Chapman speaks of five love languages: words of affirmation and acts of service, gifts, quality time, and physical touch. So service and quality time are mines, but Mr. Chapman missed two of my love languages: food and God's words.
Anyone who knows me knows I am a foodie. My husband says my feet dance when I enjoy what I am eating. My mother swears that when I was a little girl, she would make my plate the same size as my father's, and I would eat the whole thing. A few of my family members still tease me about when I would cry if you didn't feed me fast enough. Although I didn't have a name for it back then, if you wanted to get to my heart, all you needed was the right ingredients, and I never grew out of it. I love food. To discover the new, to reminisce with the old, to eat at a restaurant all by myself, and I can't think of many gatherings I have without it.
My other love language is God's words. He is smooth with them; the more I read them, the more I hunger for them. But unfortunately, I didn't always recognize how delicious or necessary reading them would be. Then one day, I received mail from Tony Evans's ministries that said many people quote a particular saying as scripture, but it is not in the Bible. I don't remember the phrase, but I can't forget the feeling of embarrassment that I was one of those people. That eye-opening moment took me on a journey to handle reading the Bible seriously, and it made me realize that consuming God's words nourishes my soul like food does for my body, and I can't live without either.
So, I am on a mission to discover what life looks like when you know your love language and love yourself through it. This Sunday Dinner Blog will be about all the new deliciousness I find to satisfy my body and soul.