Chocolate chips. Blueberries. And now, honey butter, the latest addition to our waffle recipe. This morning we learned if you just stir in a smidge of honey to softened or melted butter and smear it across your hot waffle, you’ll be in…okay, not heaven, but transported to a comfy seat at our table, right beside a very satisfied Maven. While the batter sizzled we talked about Proverbs 4, focusing on verse 7:
“Wisdom is the principal thing;
Therefore get wisdom.
And in all your getting, get understanding.”
That’s an important reminder to us, in our scramble for college degrees, paychecks, publishing contracts, healthy food, friends, peace, exercise routines, sleep, recognition, or even just a Krispy Kreme doughnut to call my own. In all our getting, get understanding. Get Jesus.
Jesus—one of the four “main characters” at the feeding of the five thousand. The others were the disciples, the crowd, and the boy with “five barley loaves and two small fish.” (John 6:9) Today, in his message at Central Church of God, Dr. Paul Conn helped us picture ourselves there in this Bible story by asking, “Who are you?”
Do you overstep into your Father’s role, taking responsibility for sowing the seed, watering the seed, growing the seed, and reaping the final harvest? Are you one of the crowd, hungry for a Word, in need of a healing, searching for a miracle or just a crust of bread? Perhaps you’re an obedient disciple, anxious to protect your King, ready to obey, grateful to sit at His feet and spread His message. Or you might be “the lad,” holding something precious and willingly giving it up, seeing it multiplied and used to bless others.
So, who am I? Well, I know I’m not Jesus, and I’d best stop all this fretting and fussing about developments and outcomes beyond my control. I’m grateful for His gift and willing to share it, but I’m also in great need. Looking for a miracle. Hungry for a healing. Really, what I most desire is to be the child in His presence, willing to give Him my all, a witness to and recipient of His over-abundant provision.
And when my own multitude gathers round the table to feast on His Word, I’ll Him so.
Blessings on your own meal!