FMF with Kate Motaung
Word is "crave"
//Crave vs Hope
I'm eating popcorn right now. Yeah, I was craving it. During my pregnancies I craved oranges. I would sometimes eat four at at a time. My understanding has always been that a craving signified a vitamin deficiency and a pregnancy warrants a good excuse. Who is going to argue with a hungry mommy-to-be?
Having long passed the "baby" era I wonder what vitamins I am lacking in the licorice and chocolate. And does this only happens to me (please tell me no), after I binge on the sweet I want the salt, or vice versa.
Thinking about it now I see how I have mistakenly confused craving with hoping more times than I care to admit. How often has frustration, anger, boredom or stress led me to reach for something temporal. When it doesn't satisfy it exhausts and weakens me and hope can become an elusive illusion.//
A craving is an appetite and repeatedly needs filling. Hope is an anchor, firm and secure, "Heb 6:19. As an anchor steadies the ship, hope holds me tight when life and trials want to consume me.
As I fill what I perceive to be deficiencies in my experience, Christ is my hope. The cravings will come as long as I live. New ones will always replace old ones. In my walk I am to "..work out my salvation with fear and trembling." The Amplified version says ". .using serious caution and critical self evaluation to avoid anything that might offend God or discredit the name of Christ." This is a continual process.
Do I have big issues? Oh yes! Do I have cravings? Oh yes! Do I have hope? You bet I do! And I thank God for his mercies and His holding power in the midst of all.