If that sounds bizarre to you, that a person could expect or hope something that could spoil and rot if not used up would bring peace or joy or satisfaction, perhaps you have not been enslaved by food, or perhaps you have not yet admitted it. I am not condemning anyone - how would I dare when my Hope (Tikvati), has not condemned me! I Peter 1:3 and 4 - "Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ! In his great mercy he has given us new birth into a living hope through the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead, and into an inheritance that can never perish, spoil or fade—"
What a hope. It will never die. It will never spoil. It will never fade or diminish. The transliteration of Hope - Tikvati - is literally, a cord as an attachment; figuratively, expectancy—expectation, and thing that I long for.
From experience I can affirm that no food, no person, no thing, nothing else can fill that void of that thing I truly long for. As Psalm 71:5 says, YOU are my Hope, O Lord God.."
The sweet scent of Ken's lasagne was tempting, and I just had to try some - it smelled so good. Seedless cucumbers on the right and an exciting find of an Asian Pear from Walmart. It is identical in taste and texture to the Pear-Apples I was hooked on from Sam's Club, a little less costly, plus I don't have to purchase a whole boxful at once.
Again, I recommend Gerhard's restaurant in Kenosha.
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