I’m more likely to crave those tortilla chips than chocolate. You know, the blue ones that aren’t overly salted and a tad thinner than the ‘other’ ones? Yes, I’ll choose those any day over chocolate. Even Dove (seriously, Hershey doesn’t compare!)
I remember hearing about the odd cravings pregnant women would have but I never had any nor did my friends. Sure, we enjoyed in more indulgences and blamed that extra little person we needed to nourish but weird desires for pickles and ice cream in the middle of the night? Nope.
My husband and I work in area where cravings have overtaken lives. We’re learning how some drugs have a stronger pull than others and from what we’ve seen, nicotine has the strongest pull. The two legal substances, nicotine and alcohol, can produce cravings so strong that lives are ruined. The destruction can take years, making it easier to deny.
Maybe our internal cravings aren’t physically destructive, but we can be so easily pulled off course and sucked into gossiping or that old familiar comparison trap.
When we dig deeper, when we look past the outward behaviors, we see the real yearning is to be whole.
Isn’t this the same for all of us? Our desire to be included, to be part of the group, to be just like her, is actually our craving to be accepted. We long to be counted in, to be not a part but whole.
This time of year brings expectations that are a combination of imagined and unrealistic. They add to our craving to be whole, complete. The good news is, that’s just why Jesus came.
“Hope of all hopes, dream of our dreams,
a child is born, sweet-breathed; a son is given to us: a living gift.
And even now, with tiny features and dewy hair, He is great.
The power of leadership, and the weight of authority, will rest on His shoulders.
His name? His name we’ll know in many ways—
He will be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God,
Dear Father everlasting, ever-present never-failing,
Master of Wholeness, Prince of Peace.” Isaiah 9:6 the Voice