We all have them. Chocolate. Ice cream. Pickles. Sushi.
When I was pregnant with my first child, I craved chicken nuggets. And not just any kind of chicken nuggets. My strange, estrogen-laden desire could only be satisfied by the ones from McDonalds.
Don’t judge me. I couldn’t help it.So it could be 11 pm at night or 10:30 am in the morning, but the sweet husband would do his best to fulfill my desperate longing for chicken nuggets.
Nothing else would do.
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Chicken Nuggets and Jesus
I love sharing my heart with you. Each of you is such a blessing to me.
So, what are you craving today?
Unwrapping the gift of the Only One Who Satisfies,