Like newborn infants, long for the pure spiritual milk, that by it you may grow up into salvation if indeed you have tasted that the Lord is good.
I’m in a Bible study on 1 & 2 Peter from SheReadsTruth and the other day Laura texted me this verse. It hits especially close to home as I’m still exclusively nursing Foster, sometimes multiple times a night, as well as every 3 or 4 hours during the day. He depends on my milk. And when he’s hungry, he tells me! Even though there are moments (especially at midnight) when the last thing I want to do is get out of my cozy bed and go downstairs to feed him, he needs me, and as a mom, I take care of him.
Soon Foster will start eating solid food (crazy! He will be 6 months old in February!) and he will be less dependent on my milk. He will still need to eat, but he will start to be able to handle things that are a little harder to digest.
In the same way, I need spiritual milk to survive. If I want to grow in my faith, I have to depend on God and seek him for sustenance. It is something I should crave, like dark chocolate or red wine. I get filled up with “milk” when I pray and read the Bible and study God’s word.
I have read these verses before, but this time, the end of verse 3 really stood out to me. “you have tasted that the Lord is good.”
Once I taste the goodness, grace, and mercy of the Lord, I should long for more. It isn’t a duty to read my Bible and pray and share his love with others. It should be natural.
God created us to be like infants. We have to depend on him. He wants us to cry out to him. He longs to feed us and give us good things. When I’m hungry, alone, scared, unsure, or just need comfort, God wants me to cry out to him. He’s always waiting to feed me, comfort me, love me, hold me.
I hate to let Foster cry (and maybe that’s why I’m still up with him at night, but sleep training is a whole other topic!), but as a parent, I know that sometimes he needs to cry. It’s how he communicates and sometimes it really is best to let him cry himself to sleep. But as his mom, I also know when his cry is because he’s hungry. And then I am quick to pick him up and feed him. I can’t make everything better (oh how I wish I could save us both from the pain of teething!), but when he’s hungry I can feed him.
I love how God uses our stage in life to teach us and grow us in our faith!