Saturday, June 19, 2010

Take Nothing for Granted, Part I

With a title like that, you might be expecting something serious. Well in a roundabout sort of way, it is. But first, a story.

Thursday my roommate came home with a sweet batch of Arbucks-stay* banana bread. Apparently he scored it from some employees who were about to toss it because it was a day old or something. Like any generous roommate, he offered some to me also.

My plan was to take a piece of banana bread to work on Friday morning and devour it during my coffee break. Friday morning rolled around and in my rush to get out the door, I left the banana bread behind. I realized my mistake on the way to work and yelled "Stupid! Stupid!" at myself inside my head. Then I spent the rest of the day anticipating the delight I would have by remembering to bring the banana bread to work today.

This morning I woke up, showered, put lunch together, and packed my banana bread snugly next to my sandwich in my lunch bag. I drove to work, put it all in the refrigerator, and then something happened. One of the nurses came in to work and brought with her a specially-made batch of... you guessed it, banana bread. What could I do? Of course I couldn't turn down more free food, so I ate the banana bread she brought in (which was delicious, by the way). Meanwhile, mine stayed in my lunch bag all day and came home with me tonight.

I was thinking about the whole thing tonight, and I was reminded of a verse in the Bible that says:

Come now, you who say, "Today or tomorrow we will go into such and such a town and spend a year there and trade and make a profit"— yet you do not know what tomorrow will bring. What is your life? For you are a mist that appears for a little time and then vanishes. - James 4:13-14

How true this is. The verse is talking about taking big things for granted, but I think we need to be careful of taking the little things for granted also. I was caught in the act taking my morning banana bread for granted, and what a small thing. Yet we sometimes find that we have far less control over situations than we'd like. So if it's a steady job, a warm place to sleep, or even a morsel of food, be thankful and diligent; it could be taken away at any time. Next time I'll talk about a friend of mine named Dusty.

Teach us to number our days aright, that we may gain a heart of wisdom. - Psalm 90:12


*This is a fictitious name of a real coffee shop that might not want the world knowing that it sometimes gives away food that would end up in the dumpster anyway.

Sunday, June 13, 2010

Quote of the Day

Tonight I opted out of a post-work burger (thanks for the invite, Mark) and went instead to a young adults Bible study. There were some people there I needed to reconnect with now that I'm back from vacation. I walked in late, but I heard the leader talking about how important it is for us to have a heart that is tender and fruitful to the things of God; a heart like cultivated soil.

It's funny, but it brings to mind an experience I had while I went to visit Minnesota last week.

My parents have a big garden. It is full of thick, nutrient-rich, potting soil-grade black dirt. One day during my visit I got the privilege of tilling the garden. I was all too eager to do it, because as soon as the tiller did its thing I got to walk behind, barefoot, through the soft, warm, moist soil. If you haven't experienced this before, I suggest you do before you die. At least buy a bag of potting soil and stick your feet in it, if you don't have any black dirt of your own.

Anyway, that is the picture I get when I think of a cultivated heart. As I look at my own heart, I think that it has more resembled the dirt you'd see after it parched in the sun for a couple of months. But I know that God has a sweet tiller, and I believe there are some plants to grow.

So finally the quote, since I promised it at the outset. When we closed the night with prayer, one of the men in my group said:

"Are we the bride of Christ, or a fickle, fickle girlfriend that hardly ever gives him the time of day?"

Selah