Licking the Spoon

Do you recall when you were small, Mom baking in the afternoon?
Those special treats were made complete if she let you lick the spoon. It seemed so good, and Mom understood, it was a taste of what was to come. Those little bites brought much delight - each savored on your tongue. That time is gone, but thoughts live on because of Mom's love and a plain old spoon. The tables are turned, and I'll use what I've learned. The years pass by so soon.

Now, I'm all grown with kids of my own, and it seems to be quite an honor To call each one and to see the fun that it brings my son and daughters. With eager feet, they'll race to beat, as if the first one there can grab it, But, I open the drawer and dip in two more. There's plenty for each to have.

Friend, God's love is a delicacy from above - like a bouquet of flowers in full bloom. His lovingkindess He shows is timeless - just think of His Word as a spoon. Come taste the splendor, so rich and tender, given free for you're His child and adored. Rush in and savor, there's no sweeter flavor. Praise Him for He is the Lord! Lift your voices high, and your hands to the sky. Exalt Him and seek His way. Make a run for the spoon - morning, night and noon. Worship in His holy array.

Abide in His Word, and heed what you've heard, for He's promised His best is to come. His Kingdom must reign. He's covered each stain. Long for the return of His Son! He's coming again, though no one knows when, I pray it will be real soon. Beloved, hold fast, and with the trumpet's blast, may we each be found licking the spoon.

It's my prayer -- Donna Hauntsman