Wednesday, August 31, 2016

Well Done

I like my English muffins well done.  Medium to dark brown in color and crispy. Mmmm....When topped with real butter you can't get much better.  The problem is is that it takes quite a while to toast them to that point and most often I'm in a hurry.  So rather than take the time to cook them like I enjoy, I take them out of the toaster when they pop up the first time.  They are okay, and they fill the hungry void, but to me they're not nearly as satisfying as being well done.  Every once in a while I take the time to toast them crispy and brown and I savor every bite.  But come on, who has that kind of time to waste on every English muffin toasting!?

It's the same with many things.  A hamburger is not considered "safe" eating if it is pink in the middle.  Many restaurants will not serve a hamburger that is not well done.  And what about under-cooked spaghetti noodles?  Delicious?  Yuck!

Something occurred to me today as I sat down to my delightful, brown and crispy English muffin snack.  God likes his servants "well done."  He tells us that in Matthew 25:21.  He doesn't like it much if we're soft and soggy like a buttery, under-cooked English muffin.  Or if we're raw in the middle like a medium rare hamburger.  Or if we're crunchy and tough like partially cooked spaghetti noodles.  The reason for all these foods not being acceptable is that we remove them from the heat sooner than they should be.  

Yes, many times we take something off the heat because we're tired of waiting for it to cook any longer.  But thank goodness we don't do that with our spiritual lives.  Remove ourselves from the heat that is. Thank goodness we keep ourselves in the heat as long as possible so that we aren't soggy or pink inside, under-cooked.  

The truth of the matter is I often get antsy when I'm in tough circumstances.  I don't like the heat. So I push the eject button and try to pop myself from the toaster before I'm done. I know that if I am unwilling to let God deal with me, especially in the frying pan, I won't hear those wonderful words, "Well done my good and faithful servant."  Then why do I wiggle and writhe in the pan instead of being still and letting the heat do its work?  

After all, He does use oil in the pan.  

1 comment:

  1. As the song says, Lord I want to hear You say 'Well done.' I am an impatient laborer whether it is waiting for the toast to toast or the noodles to cook or the paint to dry. Or my testings to end. Great word, Deb. Thanks for sharing it so well.