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“Chicken Fried Steak” Psalm 51:21

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“Wash away all my iniquity and cleanse me from my sin.”  Psalm 51:2

A Real Mess

A Real Mess

Look at that stove.  How did I ever get myself into this mess?  Just three hours ago if you walked into our home the fragrance of pine floated through the air but now if you sniff, you are greeted by the greasy scent of a country diner.   This lovely odor is entirely  my fault.  After I lost my mind this morning with a mysterious desire to clean the house, including the stove messy from a weekend of pancakes and bacon, my  “Suzy Homemaker” mode somehow continued.

As my husband entered the back door home from a hard day at work, I asked the dumbest question of all, “What do you want for supper?” You have to understand that I don’t cook that often. I mean really cook. I might grill outside, or gather stuff from the local grocery store, even warm something in the microwave on occasion, but that’s it.

I  decided when our youngest son headed off to college, cooking was entirely overrated. I can’t deny it, the only time I really cook is when we have guests or the kids come home for a visit. So you can imagine how taken aback my husband was by my inquiry. Totally shocked, my sweetheart meekly asked, “What are the chances of chicken fried steak?” I now reverted back to my normal self and responded, “Chicken fried steak,” three of the dirtiest and most dreaded words in the dictionary of any sane cook.” You’ve got to be kidding. The kids aren’t coming home so what possible reason do I have to cook that greasy, stinky concoction? It’s a mess and besides it’s Monday and my kitchen is sparkling clean.”

At some moment in time I vaguely remembered my Bible verse for the day, “Wash away all my iniquity and cleanse me from my sin.” That morning, not being a Bible scholar, I looked up the definition of “iniquity.” Well believe it or not it means “sin or transgression, something done to hurt another.” So I rethought my actions, rephrased my words and said,  “What was I thinking, there’s nothing I’d rather do that cook chicken fried steak for you.” Crazy words for sure, but I certainly am glad when God looks at me some days and sees a mess He says, “Bring me some water and I’ll wash her clean AGAIN!”  And I am so thankful that He doesn’t say, “Not tonight, I can’t deal with a mess now, after all it’s Monday.”

Just in case you want to get messy here’s my recipe for Chicken Fried Steak…

You’ll need: cube steak, flour, salt, pepper, an egg,  milk and the most important ingredient, oil.  Pour the oil into the skillet and let it get sizzling  hot. Salt and pepper the meat, roll it in flour, dip it in the egg and milk mixture and roll it in the flour again.  Then place it in the hot grease.  When it’s brown and rising to the surface and the kitchen smells really tasty, you’ll know it’s time to take it out and get ready to chow down.  The most important thing to do after this is to offer a prayer of thanks that you didn’t burn down the kitchen.  Everything else is just gravy.

Points to Ponder:

1. What have you cooked lately? Did it warm your soul?

2.  Do your Bible lessons stay with you throughout your days?  What keeps them close to your heart?

3. Do you ever feel like a spiritual mess?  Why?

 

Pray with me:

To the Real Mr. Clean,

Thank you for being with us to wash us and clean up our messes.  We don’t always have to ask, because you know our hearts and a gentle reminder is enough.

I’m busy degreasing my life.

 

Unwrap Me Please!

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“Therefore, since we have been justified through faith, we have peace with God through our Lord Jesus Christ, 2through whom we have gained access by faith into this grace in which we now stand.And we boast in the hope of the glory of

God's Gift

God.” Romans 5:1-2

Gifts come to us in different sizes and shapes. When one comes my way I hold the mysterious box up to my ear and shake it in hopes that a super clue might be revealed. To verify my suspicion I tear into the box ripping the paper to shreds in excitement to find my surprise.  On rare occasions I remove the paper carefully to conserve a particularly lovely piece of wrapping paper.

The people of Jerusalem were given the best gift of all, as Jesus rode into their village on a donkey. Surrounding Him was a throng of people waving palm branches and shouting, Blessed is He who comes in the name of the Lord.” The villagers’ special gift, the Son of God, had ridden into their lives. Before these unsuspecting people was an unopened present containing the amazing gifts of God’s grace embodied in Christ our Savior. They couldn’t shake their gift as I do in hopes of guessing its contents. These men and women during this Holy of all Holy weeks had to wait until their hearts were awakened to our Savior’s love.

Upon rising everyday we can precariously open God’s precious gift of His Son and make a mess, or we can open it with loving care and save the cherished remnants of the gift-wrap to share with others. It was God’s grace that guided Jesus His last week on earth, and it is what guides us each day. As you gaze at His torn body on the cross this Holy weekend, remember these gifts of grace, and when you awake on Easter morn gingerly unwrap your box and shout aloud for all to hear, “Christ has died, Christ has risen, Christ has risen indeed”. Quit shaking those boxes, walk into Jesus’ risen world and unwrap His gift.

 

Points to Ponder:

1. What is your favorite gift? Where did you get it?

2. What guides you as you walk throughout your days?

3. How would you greet Jesus if He rode into your town?

 

Pray with Me:

Dear Giver of Grace,

As I rise this Easter morning, help me to open Your gift of grace and shout to all that You have risen, risen indeed!

Shouting from the rooftops