If you were to spy upon our family when a pan of
cornbread is served, you would learn something about preferences.
Row after row of neatly cutout squares fill the pan.
After each person has taken a golden piece, what remains is often a
U-shaped assembly of portions.
You see, some of us like the corners, others like the middle.
Occasionally, someone will prefer a piece that I would term burned but
they would describe as perfect.
I used to trim all the crunchy edges off of brownies.
We each have our preferences.
This practice used to drive me crazy.
I would look at the pan and shake my head.
What a mess.
Yet we do know how to behave.
If we are invited to dinner, we would happily eat whatever
we are given.
Well, unless we are given a choice.
Then all bets are off.
As I go about my daily life, I am confronted with my preferences.
You could call me Goldilocks because I like my weather not too
hot and not too cold but just right.
I prefer taking turns while merging on the freeway.
I prefer the window seat.
I prefer tall people not to sit directly in front of me.
I prefer people not to kick my chair in movie theaters.
Even Adam and Eve preferred the fruit of one tree to the others.
That preference created a mess.
Most days I don’t get my way in regards to my preferences.
If I go about my days entertaining loud thoughts, in essence, demanding my own
way, I litter the landscape with a mess.
The kingdom according to Helen always wants the middle piece.
The kingdom of God thinks much differently.
So here’s what I want you to do,
God helping you:
Take your everyday, ordinary life—
and walking-around life—
and place it before God as an offering.
Romans 12: 1 (The Message)
It is easy to think God is only interested in us offering him
all the big stuff like money, relationships, work, and dreams.
We learn by offering him the most basic morsels,
this practice prepares us for laying down the biggies in our lives.
I don’t believe God is very concerned about the carbohydrate count of a piece of cornbread
or where it resided in a pan,
but he is consumed by the heart
and hand which takes and eats.
I am so thankful that this rendering of Romans 12: 1 includes
God helping you.
He knows how prone we are to saying,
“My way or the high way.”
He sees how often I want the biggest piece and forfeit
peace in my quest.
He gently reminds me his ways are better and higher.
we all have them.
God help us to prefer your ways over
getting our way.