By now you have probably figured out that my family and I are “Eat More Chicken” kind of people. We cook it at home and we eat it when we go out. It is easy to get into a type of routine when it comes to your favorite eating spot. My oldest gets nuggets, her husband a chicken club, my son a wrap, and my middle daughter always orders a regular chicken sandwich plain with Chick-fil-a sauce on the side. These gospel bird creations make everyone happy if only for the few moments they are eating and digesting.
Anyways, the particular day of this conversation we are sitting around the table, chatting and passing out food. My plain sandwich girl takes her sauce as always and prepares to put it under the top bun. It is not a new thing, or an out of the ordinary thing and it usually goes off without a hitch, but…Suddenly I hear a shriek, “Oh, my God, I have Chick-fil-a sauce all over me.”
Now, this is a person who wants nothing but Chick-fil-a sauce. No honey mustard, bar-b-Que, or ranch for her, no sir. She is so sold on this condiment that I am not sure she would even consume her Chick-fil-a sandwich without it. Yet, suddenly, this dressing that is the end all be all of the dressings is the most disgusting thing this young lady has ever seen. She looks at me in desperation, “Mom, what can I do?”
I looked at her and replied,”Take some napkins and wipe it off.”
“Gee thanks, Mom,” she responded.
“You may want to go to the bathroom and clean your shirt and pants with a wet paper towel too.” I finished. That really didn’t help much so, we returned our thoughts to lunch.
After an attempt at cleaning up and ate her sandwich with her second package of sauce. Because you never just bring one to the table and now we know why. Yet where the sauce has graced her tee and shorts, you could still feel the dip. You could tell something has definitely happened. This could not be corrected without washing this set of clothes. This sauce was good for the inside but not so comfortable on the outside.
Occasionally in life, things go along as usual. You might even accuse life of being boring. No excitement. Then your ordinary explodes and leaves you feeling dirty, sticky, out of sorts or to use a very technical term here, yucky. It is at those times that the only thing that can help is to receive a good washing from the Word of God. (Ephesians 5:26)
Some alone time in your quiet place to get things back to where they are supposed to be. None of us are perfect. No matter what some people may try and portray. I am of the opinion that no one can know all the intricacies of the Bible, so we should read and study all the while asking God for guidance. So, Take some time. Clean up. The world is watching and waiting to see how you will react when your sauce explodes.
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