To appease her while she was waiting, I gave her a plate full of raspberries, which she enjoyed with sweet delight and quickly consumed. I then gave her some cereal to hold her off for the last few minutes, but those as well were gone as quickly as they had arrived.
Finally, the noodles were done, but needed to be drained and buttered. Oh the agony! As the empty plate sat before her, she cried and whined and asked repeatedly for more. When I was finished with the noodles, I took her plate from the table over to the stove to fill it. She panicked!
She jumped down from the table and began crying at my feet. How dare I take her plate that had held such foods thus far! "NOT DONE!" she exclaimed. I laughed to myself at the childish misunderstanding, but quickly filled her plate and turned to show her that it had been filled. All crying stopped as she took this new information in. I simply asked, "Would you like some noodles?" She nodded emphatically. "What do you say?" I said. "Peeees!" She said as she rubbed her tummy to sign the word 'please'.
I then returned the plate to the table and told her that she would have to come to the table to get her meal. She jumped right up and began joyfully downing her feast!
In this moment, I realized how our Heavenly Father must feel when He is trying to bless His children.
He knows that blessings appear to take a long time in our minds, so He gives us little blessings here and there to let us know that He has not forgotten to feed us.
However, we often 'devour' these blessings so quickly and without thought that we are left every once and a while with an 'empty plate'.
Father, knowing our hunger and our need, proceeds to present us with the trial of taking away empty plate. We, in our childish thoughts, do not understand why and are sometimes angry that the Lord would take from us all that we have. We suddenly realize the blessing of the food we have already eaten and implore Him at His feet that we were 'not done' yet, pleading with Him for even just our empty plate back.
In this moment, I can just see Him smiling down at us and whispering, "oh, my child, do you not see the bountiful bowl before you? Do you not remember the promise that I gave you before it all began? I told you there would be better blessings for you in time. I will never leave you hungry."
In this moment, we feel humbled and cease our whining. Instead, we meekly and cheerfully 'say please'. Then, our most loving and patient Father, places our blessings where we can obtain them, as long as we are willing to work to climb back up to the table.
How grateful I am for the many blessings that He has given me and my family. May we ever be thankful for the blessings we have and patient for the ones still to come. Thank you, Father, for taking away my empty plate.
