By Davalynn Spencer @davalynnspencer
I don’t even like donuts, but this enthusiastic eater of the doughy delights makes me want one.
Do food commercials affect you that way? What about a billboard with an image of someone chomping into a juicy burger or slurping a double-scoop ice cream cone?
Yeah, that.
No wonder advertisers use visual hooks to get us to buy their products.
We could learn something from these marketers because we “advertise” all the time to our families. People, especially children, often emulate what they see us doing or hear us saying.
What concepts are we touting? Which ideas are we discussing around the dinner table?
Do we even have a dinner table?
The idea that God loves us could be a radical concept to someone who doesn’t know Him. Have we shared that idea?
I’m not talking about preaching or dictating.
I’m talking about sharing and listening. Making others hungry.
Let’s try it this week. Hopefully, our family and friends will want to “taste and see that the Lord is good.”
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Oh, taste and see that the Lord is good;
Blessed is the man who trusts in Him!
Psalm 34:8 NKJV
“Please thank your mother for the milk, Todd.” Mae Ann laid a healthy slice of chocolate cake on the neighbor boy’s plate, keenly aware of the foreman’s jealous glare from across the table.
Todd dug in and rolled his eyes. “This is even better than what Sophie makes.”
Deacon huffed.
“More coffee?” Mae Ann held the pot above Deacon’s cup and gave him her warmest smile. She also filled Cade’s and caught his enjoyment of their foreman’s cake-grudging discomfort.
“How far is it to your farm, Todd? I’d love to ride over for a visit.”
“About three miles if you cut across the pasture.” He washed down his last bite with coffee and laid his fork and napkin across his plate. Manners.
Mae Ann nodded approvingly.
“But don’t tell Sophie what I said about your cake or she’ll get her feathers all ruffled and quit baking.”
Mae Ann laughed. “We can’t have that, can we?” She reached for the plates.
He scooted back from the table. “I best get a wiggle on. Ma’ll be lookin’ for me. Thanks for dinner and the cake.”
Deacon mumbled in his mustache, and Mae Ann squelched a laugh. “You are most welcome, Todd. ~An ImproperProposal
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Fantastic idea!
Never thought of it that way.
Our lives are an open book!
Thanks for reading, Karen.
If only “serving up the Lord” was as easy as serving that slice of chocolate cake! To so many, it’s not as digestible.
Unfortunately, so true, Barbara.