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Whoever is wise, let him heed these things
and consider the great love of the LORD.
Psalm 107:43
Sometimes God takes drastic measures to
get our attention. Other times he just uses the ordinary daily things. This
time, in my case he used a pickle to remind me that He loves me, is merciful
and prefers I learn to yield to Him. Always.
It was close to ten in the evening. I
remembered that there was supposed to be a "Super-moon". Actually my dear hub reminded me. Of
course, I wanted to run right down to the beach. Even though it was a bit
cloudy. We are so close. I plead my case to the hub, who wants to head to
bed...the "grumbling" in my heart begins. I ask my girl, who on second
thought, decides she wants to squeeze in five more minutes of screen time over
heading to the beach at ten PM with Mom. Mom, starts to complain within. Soon
enough, without. But first I grab the last
pickle in the dish on the
counter from dinner. As I come down the hall to give them both a piece of my
mind, I find myself choking. Really, choking in the way that everyone (except
my preoccupied daughter engaged in her tiny screen world) would normally
consider a potential Heimlich moment.
Have you ever been pickled before?
You know, like when you know you should
just shut-up, but your mouth betrays your heart and mind? Suddenly I am
preaching in my mind about the injustices of the reality of my family's lack
of spontaneity and how I am the only one who gets it. God is still dealing
with me and my Pious Platitude, as I groan and grow in grace. In the
meantime, I am sporting horns, pitchfork and tail as I spout forth holier than
thou words (which escape me now- but I assure you they were filled with
"righteousness", ahem), excuse me I'm just about to adjust my halo...
enter CHOKING.
Fortunately, God chose not to completely
take me out as I really would prefer not to enter into His presence and exit
this life through the means of a pickle. But, one never knows.
Truly I was dealt with mercifully.
And I lived to tell the tale.
Remember these three things and
be truly wise:
1. Halos are for children
in Christmas pageants and really, you don't have one.
Even when you think you do.
2. A "Super -Moon" is cool but a
Mom who is super gracious is way better.
3. If you see a lonely pickle lying on a
plate, walk away.
Quietly.
Zip. The. Lips.
“We serve a gracious Master who knows how
to overrule even our mistakes
to His glory and our own advantage”
John Newton
Originally written as "Pickled" for submission to Guest Post for 5 Minutes for Faith.
This is one of the most viewed titles on my own blog!
True story. Love those kind! Even if I almost choked to death.
Anything for a good story.
True story. Love those kind! Even if I almost choked to death.
Anything for a good story.
Bless you.
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