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Spuds
Slow Cooking
Before leaving for work on a day that promised to be filled with challenges, I slipped a piece of beef, carrots, potatoes, celery, and seasonings into my slow cooker. I knew the day ahead would consume my energy stores; the prospect of pot roast awaiting my return soothed me.
When I returned home that evening, I was indeed tired. Two key meetings and the completion of an important, complex report had been my goals when I’d arrived in the morning. We’re also remodeling our offices. As the project nears completion, I spend increasingly large chunks of time each day consulting with the contractor on paint colors, where exactly the data connections belong, when our alarm guy will be by to finish running wires. If I normally juggle three balls at work, these days I’m trying to keep twelve of them in the air.
The aroma of comfort food met me at the door. I greeted my husband and made for the kitchen to check on dinner.
Hmm. Were the potatoes done? I nudged them with a wooden spoon, but couldn’t determine their doneness. I poked with my finger and still wasn’t satisfied. Finally, I removed a potato from the pot, cut into it, blew on it, and bit.
The potatoes were done, but I had to take a bite to really be sure.
During this busy time at work I’ve been leaning into God for sustenance. Sometimes I’m so wrung out I just give Him a nudge or a poke.
What I need to do instead is to take a bite. When I put my time with Him first, and really chew on my faith, the days are less frantic. His sheltering love is there for me; it’s up to me to slow down and make the time to seek it–to seek Him.
This Lenten season, I’m giving up nudging and poking. I’m going to sit down and feast.
8 O taste and see that the LORD is good;How blessed is the man who takes refuge in Him!
9 O fear the LORD, you His saints;
For to those who fear Him there is no want.
10 The young lions do lack and suffer hunger;
But they who seek the LORD shall not be in want of any good thing.
Psalm 34:8-10 (NASB)
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