Sweeter than Honey

"What is this?" Lindsey asked her grandma, looking at the metal trays and racks on the kitchen counter."That's honeycomb," Grandma said. "Grandpa took it out of one of our hives earlier.""It doesn't look like honey," Lindsey said doubtfully. Grandma laughed. "Right now, the comb is draining, so if you look under the metal rack, it should look like honey. Now I need to package it up so Grandpa can take it to customers tomorrow.""Can I help?" Lindsey asked."Sure!" Grandma handed her a pair of gloves. "Why don't you put these on, then I'll show you how to do it."When her mom picked her up later that day, Lindsey told her about the honey. "It was so cool, Mom! There was honey left on the trays, and Grandma let me taste some. It was so good--it tasted just like sugar. I got to bring some of it home so you can taste it.""That does sound really cool," Mom agreed. "I can't wait to taste it. Did you know that there's a Bible verse about honey?""There is?" Lindsey asked. "About honey?""Yep. It's in the book of Psalms, and it tells us that God's Word is sweeter than honey." "But the honey was so sweet!" said Lindsey. Mom laughed. "Yes, honey is really sweet, and the Bible is even sweeter than that! God's Word teaches us about Him, and He uses the Bible to talk to us. Through it, He tells us who He is and how much He loves us, and He helps us understand what Jesus did to save us and how we should live as His children. Talking to Him and learning from Him are two reasons it's important to read the Bible.""I like looking at my Bible." Lindsey bit her lip. "But I can't read it yet."Mom smiled. "You'll be able to read it before too long! And listening to the Bible works the same way--that's why Daddy or I read your Bible to you every night before bed.""Can we read the verse about honey tonight?" Lindsey asked.Mom pulled into the driveway. "That sounds perfect." –Kimberly Brokish