We leave the church building inspired and filled with Truth and encouragement each Sunday … and somewhere along the course of the week, often we find ourselves in need of a little bit of something to help us through.
Welcome to Extra Strength: a mid-week pick-you-up for the soul. Be sure to scroll all the way to the bottom for extra encouragement and challenge.
Extra Strength for: Broken Palm Branches
“Hello my name is Luke, and I like toast but not the brown parts (which are the actual toasted areas.) The bread must remain white, but with a slightly harder toasted exterior without actually changing color.”
Have you seen these hilarious posts from Mommyshorts on Facebook yet? They are pictures of rosy-cheeked toddlers with quotes about their very specific food aversions/requirements.
Welcome to my world. My almost 6 year old has eating issues. It started when he was about a year and a half old. He began gagging on foods he had been happily eating up to that point and slowly but methodically over the next 3.5 years he rejected not only foods he had once eaten but also any new foods that didn’t fit into his definition of “good.” By the time he turned 5 he had boxed himself into a diet of sugar and starch plus two gummy vitamins a day. He was eating no meat and little other proteins. We tried various methods to get him to try new things but anytime we asked him the walls went up and we backed down. After being shut down over and over we reluctantly resigned ourselves to giving him what he liked and not forcing him outside his culinary comfort zone.
When I imagined my child’s future it saddened me to think about how limited his food experiences would be. He would never understand the variety of colors, flavors and textures God has provided for us. The silky, salty, peanutty sauce enveloping tender vegetables and chicken in our friends’ favorite Indonesian dish. The perfect harmony of flavors and colors in a Mexican taco al pastor. A salad of any kind. A perfectly ripe, beautifully green, buttery avocado. A western omelet.
Before Sunday if you’d asked me if I’d ever been disappointed in God, I would have said, “No.” If you’d have asked me if I’ve ever rejected God, I would have said, “Well, sure, I mean isn’t that human nature? I guess anytime I sin I reject God, right? ” Before rejection happens though, there is always disappointment whether perceived or justified.
I have reacted to God like my son has reacted to food. Though I call myself a Christian, I live in a box I have made by rejecting God’s attempts to draw me out into the unknown, to follow Him. Based on past experiences of saying, “Yes” to Him and having things not turn out like I had imagined I retreated to my box where things are safe and predictable, and I am in charge.
It is difficult to “follow” anyone when you’re in a box. Experiences, understanding and faith will be limited when I refuse to get out of my box. Like my son I have multiple opportunities daily to step out of my box into the risky but rich, satisfying challenge of discovering that things don’t always “taste” the way they look … just like following a God who leads me to things that aren’t always easy but are always good.
Taste and see that the Lord is good; blessed is the one who takes refuge in him. Psalm 34:8
Martha has been a wife for 17 years and is the mother of three children ages 10, 9 and 5. When she’s not folding laundry, cooking meals, helping with homework, kissing boo-boos, grocery shopping, cleaning house and running errands; she loves to hold babies at Immanuel MOPS!
- Meditate on Psalm 34:8
- Ask God to help you climb out of your box and follow Him where He leads you today.