Ok I consider myself a fairly decent cook. Of course, when I was first married nineteen years ago, I didn’t know how to make that many dishes. Like any new bride, I wanted to show my new husband what a super woman he married! I wanted him to know that I could cook, maintain a lovely home, keep his work clothes clean and ready for the week, you know, all the things Caroline Ingalls could do but in a modern-day woman (no bonnets). I mean I’m all about taking care of my family but I ain’t using a wash board or milking cows! However, I still wanted to be a good cook. So many conversations and memories are built sitting “around the table” enjoying a good meal. Well, there have been many times that the day got away from me and before I knew it, it was 5:00 pm. Oh man! I haven’t started dinner yet! Now let me just say that my husband has never been one to expect dinner on the table when he gets home. He would like a hot meal sometime before breakfast, but he has always been very patient and understanding that I don’t just sit around eating bonbons while watching soap operas.
Well remember now that I am super woman and can do it all! Able to scale tall mountains of laundry in a single bound, kill the meat needed for dinner (aka, go to the freezer and pull it out), and all while fighting the enemy of blindness! After realizing the time, I quickly would go to the kitchen, put all the ingredients together and put it all on high. Because ya know that’s how ya get it done faster. So, the inevitable would happen. The whole thing would boil over just as my groom walked in the door from a long hard day at work. Through the haze of smoke and the shrill smoke detector, and of course my tears and apologies, he would give me a kiss and proceed to help me clear the air of smoke and my eyes from tears before running out to McDonalds. This many years later, I would love to tell you that never happens anymore, but the point of this blog is to be honest with myself and all of you. Occasionally it does happen. I’m usually much better about planning out my time and what I’m making for dinner but life happens.
It’s a lot like our spiritual life too. We run hard after God and we are on fire for Him. But just when we are cooking on high, something happens and we boil over. It might be taking on too much at church or work. It might be a tragedy we could have never seen coming like death, divorce or blindness. What ever happens to make us boil over, God is always there with the proverbial dish towel to clean things up with us. Notice I said “WITH” us. He will never do what we don’t ask Him to do. If there has been one thing I’ve learned over the years and smoke, we need to grow in our cooking skills and our spiritual life. Boiling over always creates a mess and stress. A steady walk with God will result in a delicious relationship just as a slowly prepared meal is so much more savory and tasty but a burnt flavor will always ruin the experience. Each day take time to spend with Jesus and simmer your relationship with Him. Taking a taste every now and then to add the appropriate ingredients. Only season it with the most important and needed flavors and keep it simmering so as not to let it boil over. Psalm 37:8 says “Taste and see that the Lord is good. Blessed is the man who takes refuge in Him.” Take out the cooking pot (your bible) and select a recipe (a verse, chapter or book) and set the pot to simmer. It will be the best “food” you’ll ever taste.