Taste and see that the Lord is good. Oh, the joys of those who take refuge in him!” Psalm 34:8
Bring on the deep dish. My wife Judy really prefers thin crust pizza. For the sake of family unity, I like thin crust pizza…sorta. But deep, down inside, if the truth was brought to the surface, I am a deep dish kind of guy. In fact, if we are being honest, I would choose deep dish anything and everything. Take lasagna as an example. Some folks make theirs, oh, about two inches deep and that is totally fine. Invite me over for some Italian fare and I am on. But ask my preference and I will order deep dish every time.
Remember that pizza thing? Well, give me a thick crust, deep dish slice just about the size of the state of New Hampshire. Oh, and can we talk about pie and cobbler? Bring on the deep dish. Imagine layers of apples, blackberries, peaches, or cherries… all cooked to perfection along with layers, and I mean layers, of flaky crust. Hmmmm. Can I have a witness? I can taste it right now. And here’s the reason why I chose deep dish. It not that it means you always get more…I mean if it was about more – I could, and would, just get seconds. Nope. The reason is when you go deep, you get more of the good stuff.
With pizza it is more cheese and every other ingredient under the sun. With pies and cobblers, it is more fruit, more crust, and more sugar. Oh yes…bring on the sugar. Lasagna….layers upon layers of pasta and gobs and gobs of melted cheese all smothered in a rich red sauce. More of the good stuff…it is that simple. It is true with food, and it is true with life.
Too often we do life by simply just getting by. I think we sometimes forget that the best things in life aren’t available at Wal-Mart or Target but are the things that we enjoy and experience in life. A beautiful sunrise or sunset…check. A beautiful fall or spring morning in the garden as flowers show off their glory. Check. Sharing a good meal with family and friends…all deep dish of course. Check. My oldest granddaughter and I started a tradition when she was three. We will get a bag of ginger snaps and a big glass of cold milk and start dunking. Now that is one special memory…a deep-dish memory.
And, honestly, many of the deep dish things in life for me come from above…way above…like from God. I have been a Jesus follower now for about 45 years and I call Him Dearest Daddy and He calls me His child. Now all that has nothing to do with who I am, and it has nothing to do with my performance. Nope. It has everything to do with His deep dish love for me and Whose I am. Check this out. The Bible says that God loves us, all of us, so much He sent His Son Jesus to die on a Roman cross to pay the price for our sins and failures. It also says that if we believe that, and Him, He will forgive us…no strings attached. Believe and start following… and you’ve got deep dish love.
And just like with pizza, lasagna, pie and cobbler, deep dish means you just get more of the good stuff and the good stuff from God just keeps coming. All those sunrises and sunsets, all those flowers, all the moments with friends and family…even the air that we breath…they are all deep dish blessings from the One who made it all. I know the press on God these days by those who say we know Him isn’t always true or good. Too often we fumble the ball in life, but I hope you will look past our mistakes and give Him a try.
In the Jewish and Christian book of Psalms, the author says we should taste and see to discover just how good God is. I hope you will take that advice. After all, while settle for the thin crust of religion, or maybe just nothing, when you can have the deep dish of His love and calling Him Father. I think you will discover He is Someone worth knowing…especially when things get hard. He’s the kind of God that will let you know, “I’ve got this.” And…He always does. Bro. Dewayne