If we can get hungry, then He can make us holy. Then He can put the pieces of our broken lives back together. But our hunger is the key. So when you find yourself digging for crumbs in the carpet at the House of Bread, you should be praying, “Lord, stir up firestorm of hunger in me.”
(The God Chasers, page 32)
Jesus said in the Sermon on the Mount in Matthew 5:6, “Blessed are they which do hunger and thirst after righteousness: for they shall be filled”.
The level of hunger and thirst I have for God will determine the degree to which I am filled and satisfied. If my appetite is low with no hunger pangs nor thirst, I will never enjoy the best of what the kingdom can offer. It’s like going to a restaurant. I never go to a restaurant unless I am hungry. I skip a meal or two before going there. When I am there, I not only eat my meal, but I find myself eating the leftovers from my wife and those of my children. When I am at the point of payment, I sense whether the meal has been worth my payment, and I am usually satisfied because there were no leftovers. I grubbed them all.
Likewise, God offers us bread to eat and be full. In His house there are storage shelves of bread and wine to make our hearts glad and be strengthened. There is also oil that makes our face to shine (Psalm 104:14-15). Instead we find ourselves eating crumbs like the prodigal son in our Father’s house because our hearts are focused on a foreign land where we think there is abundance, not knowing that when we move there we would be disgusted with what we would find there, and after spending all we have on riotous living, we would finally end up eating the food meant for swine.
In this parable of Christ, when the Prodigal son finally came to his senses that his father’s house had always been a better place, he ran back. Of course the father accepted him back because of love, but the son lost that precious time of his life eating not only crumbs but licking dirt. So we are when we do not eat the hot baked loaves of bread baked for us from the stoves of heaven, the devil shoves his dirt down our throats which makes us sick spiritually. The import of this story is that we should stay in our Father’s house always where we have a portion and an inheritance (Luke 15:11-32).
When we stay in God’s presence continually, only good can come. God showers us with His blessings. Psalm 92:10, 12-14 reads: 10 But my horn shalt thou exalt like the horn of an unicorn: I shall be anointed with fresh oil….. 12 The righteous shall flourish like the palm tree: he shall grow like a cedar in Lebanon. 13 Those that be planted in the house of the LORD shall flourish in the courts of our God. 14 They shall still bring forth fruit in old age; they shall be fat and flourishing.
So in the house of God, when I have a firestorm of hunger, He exalts my head like the head of a unicorn, He anoints my head with fresh oil; I flourish like the palm tree and get planted in the courts of our God. I continue to be fruitful and fat and flourishing even in old age. God’s blessings do not stop. If His sanctuary is amiable to me, then I know I am in the right place like the sparrows who enjoy living in its crevices and attic spaces raising their young there knowing that I have access to the altar where there is always bread left by the priest to feed on. That is my prayer.
Even though I pass through the valley of “Baca” (or weeping walking towards His glorious hill of Zion), it’s a well of blessings, because I know that living in His sanctuary gives me rest in His presence (Psalm 84:1-12).
May the Lord grant every one of us a firestorm of hunger for His righteousness so we all can be filled and stand as trees of righteousness in His church in Jesus name!