My brother-in-law David Nicholson cooks the best ribs in the world, and he makes his own sauce. I have tried many times to make a sauce as good as his and I have never been able to match his flavor. However, I keep trying to make my own barbeque sauce. When I grill chicken, porkchops or ribs, I will spend time in the kitchen adding a little bit of this and a little bit of that. As I make it, I get a little taste to see how good it is going to be. When I get it the way I want it, the little taste makes me hungry, and I can’t wait until dinner is ready. I also can’t wait for my family to taste it so that they can enjoy it too.

From time to time, God gives us a little taste of what heaven will be like and it makes us long for glory all the more. This past Sunday Night, I had the privilege of participating in a joint worship service made up of several churches in our area. We sang, we prayed, we gathered together in unity and in worship. Although, I did not know the majority of people in the service, I felt at home. We are a family. We experienced the presence of God together.

When Peter witnessed the transfiguration of Jesus, he saw the Lord Jesus Christ as He really is, in all His shekinah glory. Peter simply wanted to stay there. He asked Jesus could he build a tent for them all there, so that they could stay on the mountain. Jesus said, nope Peter, we have to go back down. Peter got a taste of heaven and all he wanted was more. God gives us those little tastes of glory to keep us hungering for more but also to remind us that this world is not our home. He also gives us a taste so that we desire to share it with others. We can’t stay on the mountain top; we have to come back down. When we do, we have a taste of heaven that we want to share with others.