“What are we having for dinner?”
As if it isn’t enough this question is the first words to come out of their mouths as they
walk through the door, it is repeated every day.
What am I? A restaurant?
Beside the fact cooking is a real chore for me, I don’t enjoy it. My mother, sister and sister n-law could open their own café. Food is a great joy to me as long as someone else is standing over a hot stove.
The issue arises that cooking a meal or preparing lunch for certain difficult appetites is not my cup of tea and yet they continue to ask me,
“What are we eating today?”
You‘d think after starving they’d get the message “I don’t know!”
The knack for planning, buying and cooking a meal is like getting an Act of Congress passed. It takes me forever.
So why should I have to feed my family? They are always hungry. They depend on me to do it since I am the wife and mother as if it comes with the territory? Ugh……
I admit my husband is an excellent grocery shopper. He should be; he managed grocery stores for years so he does the weekly trip to the store and manages to save a great deal. He knows how it works and does it very well. And it is fine by me!
Oh Jesus give me some Bread and Fish please and multiply it so I can feed it to them 7 nights a week!
So why write about my food cooking rant?
Our bodies require nutrition, water, chocolate, and cake. Ok maybe not the chocolate and cake but we do need food and water. I can live without the cake but not chocolate. I wonder if God made up some recipe for chocolate for Adam and Eve. Oh, sorry; my train of thought somehow was stuck on chocolate.
God designed us to need food and water for nourishment, strength, good health and to be happy…..so what about our spiritual health? We don’t feed it food like broccoli, meat and water. No brussel sprouts please.
If we were to get our spiritual food through eating dinner, or snacks most people would have about 10 minutes a day of spiritual growth. In other words we eat on the go!
Is God a God on the go?
Ugh, no. Thank goodness.
God planned it so we would have to get still, read his word and spend time alone with him. Not ride through McDonalds to get your spiritual word for the day devouring a Big Mac.
I am glad God has a sense of humor or I would be in a lot of trouble!
I am also glad God chose to express himself and character through words, prayers and the gifts of the Spirit.
Those are so much easier to digest than brussel sprouts.
Acts 2: 42 “And they devoted themselves to the apostles’ teaching and the fellowship, to the breaking of bread and the prayers.”
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