A Rumbly in My Tummy
My boys (6 and 4) love Winnie the Pooh. Pooh’s tummy is always hungry it seems – for a little snack of honey. He’ll even carry on little conversations with his tummy.
Steven, my four-year old, has been listening to his tummy as well recently. He’ll say things like, “My tummy says it’s hungry for a snack!” Once, when confronted with something he knew he shouldn’t have done, he said, “My tummy said it wanted to do it!” How can you argue with that as a parent?
Lately, I’ve been contemplating how we grownups spend too much time listening to our head. Don’t get me wrong, God gave us brains because He wants us to use them them. But who is in charge? Too often, it’s our head. But what did Jesus say? ”He that believeth on me, as the Scripture hath said, out of his belly shall flow rivers of living water” (John 7:38 KJV) Hey, He’s talking about my tummy! And the Holy Spirit. If you are a Christian, you have the Holy Spirit of the Living God dwelling inside of you. Take a moment and ponder that. Go ahead, I’ll wait…. OK, now we can all agree that no matter how smart I am, God wins out in an intelligence contest. (How can I compete with omniscience?) I think it’s time to start listening more to that rumbly in my tummy – the Third Person of the Trinity.
Your brain is an awesome gift from God. Use it. Develop it. Be a good steward of every gift He’s given you. But be Spirit-led. Your brain is an awesome servant. But a terrible master.
The Holy Spirit is our Comforter, our Counselor, and our Friend. He’s got a personality. He can be grieved. And delighted. He can be unpredictable. And maybe that’s one reason why we resist letting him sit in the driver’s seat of our life.
But Pooh has it right. His tummy leads him to honey every time. Start paying attention to that rumbly in your tummy, and your life will get a whole lot sweeter, too.
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Great blog! What a blessing! Thank you for posting this!
Awesome!!! I love it! Out of the mouths of babes
very powerful!
Now that’s a good word right there.