“Why do I always try new recipe's?” I asked myself. “Why can't I pick an old favorite and stick with it?”
This ones a salad, kind of like a Waldorf, but with different kinds and colors of fruit. I knew it would be pretty and I prayed it would taste so good that the guests that ate it would ask for more. I wanted to please Ms. Hunt, the chairwoman of the fundraiser dinner for the Boy's Home.
I am not sure what this ingredient is … Coriander … Is it a spice or an exotic fruit? I'll call Sis, oops, wait a minute, it only calls for one-half teaspoon, so it must be a spice. I can find it. I'll stop at the store when I take my neighbor to the doctor.
I hopped around, pulling on my clothes, desperately trying to finish the grocery list while checking my planner to ascertain what I needed to do after the doctor appointment.
“God, I need help. Give me strength. I'm already tired and haven't completed half the day yet.”
I volunteered again. I'm one of those people that doesn't use the word
“no” often enough. Always rushing around trying to please everyone. It's a blessing and a curse. I try to carve out time to just sit and be quiet. To listen for God's voice as I read His word. How often do I get to do this? Maybe twice a week, but it's not enough. I need more devotion time.
Time to go to God's grocery store. To fill my cart with grace, peace, and love to help me cope with the pressures of this world. To get understanding for the times when people misuse their authority. To smell the delightful aroma of the Fruit of the Spirit, to add praise and humbleness to my stock of needed things. Sometimes I forget to praise Him enough. Next, the aisle of Living Water, I get enough to last for three days. Last is forgiveness, to enjoy all these other heavenly groceries, I must season them with lots of forgiveness. Forgiveness takes the bitterness out of the ingredients and gives them a very pleasant taste. I enjoy my spiritual food much more when I have forgiveness.
”Child, rest in My arms. Allow yourself to say no to the world. Forgive yourself in advance for saying no to the fundraiser this time. Let Me provide a helper for Ms. Hunt. I need your time, just like your children do. Don't neglect Me to do for the world. Take more of My peace, please?”
“Dear Lord, I heard You, I'll really try to remember that true charity starts at home. Thank You.” I knew God's voice. No question in my mind, it was Him!
“Ms. Hunt, I won't be able to help you with the fundraiser this year.” I twirled around the living room as I talked into the phone.
“But, what happened?” Ms. Hunt's voice crackled.
“The Great Physician said I needed some time to rest. I wish you the best of luck. I'll send my donation by mail.” I sprawled on the couch, raising my feet to the ceiling.
“I sure hope that you are not sick,” Ms. Hunt said. I could hear her pencil clicking on the desk, a sure sign she was upset.
“Not at all.” I picked up my Bible. “I have just decided that my time with God is more important. Goodbye!” Pushing the button on phone, I threw it on the couch.
“Thank you, God, I said no! It felt sooooo good as it rolled off my tongue. Now I can shop at your store every day.”
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