Lunch

Today’s lunch was another burnt offering. Last night I had put some extra chops in the oven to give me more room in the frypan and forgot them, until very late, too late for them to be tasty. My husband found them this morning and enquired about how it had happened. I told that I would have them for lunch so they wouldn’t be wasted.

As I dished them up, as best I could by adding some pumpkin, I had to ask myself why I was doing this. Was it to punish me for burning them or was it a case of seeing through the consequences of my actions. Was it even to remind myself to not forget my cooking, something I seemed to be doing a little too often lately? After all we are currently financial enough for me to not have to eat them. There have been times when we were of course. It’s not as if the dogs wouldn’t have enjoyed them more than I would. So, why? I’m still not sure I could answer that and I will say that I didn’t enjoy it very much.

Life, however, is a bit like that lunch. We do things that are not in accordance with the will of God or we move away and there will be consequences. Some of them will leave a bitter taste in our mouths, like my burnt chops, others may not be so bad but we still have to live with them. Yes, God will graciously help us and give us the strength to work our way through them or live with the more permanent ones. That is the wonderful thing about His unconditional love.

“Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? shall tribulation, or distress, or persecution, or famine, or nakedness, or peril, or sword?” Romans 8:35.