Tuesday, November 3, 2009

LET'S EAT OUT

When I was in college, my roommates and I took turns cooking. Normally we were on our own for breakfast and lunch, but we tried to eat together at dinner. Someone thought it would be a good idea. When Moose shared our plan with her parents, her Father promptly hopped in the car and drove from South Bend Indiana to our dorm in Indianapolis, with a trunk full of meat. I might add that Moose had no experience cooking, nor had she ever lit a gas stove. I was in our room, when I heard the explosion. I ran to the kitchen to find Moose, a little singed, lying across a table in the corner. Her eyebrows were singed, her long inky black hair needed a trim. But no other visible scars. The four of us ordered a pizza that night.She later shared she turned on the gas, then went to the refrigerator to pull out the meat, then went back to ignite the stove. It's a wonder she didn't blow up the entire dorm. When it was my turn, I decided to make chocolate chip cookies. I knew how good they would be, because I had watched my grandmother for years. While reading the recipe, I decided to make a few changes. In classes during the day, I was learning the dangers of too much salt, so I omitted the salt, we didn't need it. I increased the baking soda, because I knew, from listening to my grandmother, that's what helped cookies and cakes rise.(Not realizing at the time salt and baking soda work together). We didn't have nuts, and Diana, or maybe Debbie had eaten almost all the chocolate chips. So instead of two cups, I may have had 3/4's cup. I stirred with confidence. Those of you who cook, can only imagine how awful those cookies were. Colossians 4:5-6 reminds us:Be wise in the way you act toward outsiders,make the most of every opportunity. Let your conversation be always full of grace, seasoned with salt, so that you may know how to answer everyone. One of the ingredients by itself will not make the cookies. It takes all the ingredients together. Had I followed the directions and added all the ingredients from that recipe those cookies would have been delicious. And like my roommate, Moose. Had she followed the directions on lighting the stove, she wouldn't have blown the door off the oven, knocking her across the room. God has everything worked out and in fact He has given us explicit directions. He encourages us to use all His ingredients, including: love, kindness and patience. A daily dose of reading His word, and following His directions will keep us off the floor.

7 comments:

Joylene Nowell Butler said...

Katt, OMG, this is so hilarious. I am speechless. You were meant to be alive! Gads, Moose, eh? Was she a tiny girl?

Salt & soda, like prayer and meditation? Or prayers and good deeds, the mixture of both sounds like my kind of lesson.

Joylene Nowell Butler said...

Meant to add: You are an absolutely wonderful storyteller. Don't ever quit! Please!

JaxPop said...

So now you use a Sterno? Very funny post & a good lesson.

Kathryn Neff Perry said...

Moose was gorgeous! She looked like Ali McGraw. Do you remember her? She stood about 5"8' then there's me the midget---5"4'She was a little bit chunky (curvy) and I'm a stick. My husband had never heard that story until yesterday---

Kathryn Neff Perry said...

Sterno? Are you kidding---we couldn't blow that up could we? ha ha

Joylene Nowell Butler said...

She married Steve McQueen, my heart throb.

Kathryn Neff Perry said...

She did? We all got together when Debbie our other roommate got married---we sat at a huge table promising to always stay in touch! Did we? No---I have no idea where any of them are---probably better for the world that we didn't stay in touch---not sure the world could have handled the four of us!!!!!!