By themselves they are yucky! But working together they are delicious!
And we know that for those who love God all things work together for good, for those who are called according to his purpose.
I had spent the night at my grandparent’s house while my parents were out of town.
In the morning, I woke up before my Nana and Pop-Pop did. So, I shuffled into the kitchen to fix myself a bowl of cereal.
I got down the box of sugar-coated choco-bombs from the cupboard. Poured a healthy amount into a bowl and grabbed a spoon from the drawer.
I then went to the “ice box” (as my Nana called it) to get the milk.
There was regular milk and something I had never seen before. A carton of buttermilk.
I didn’t know there were different kinds of milk! So, I thought about it: I like milk. I like butter (like on my toast or my mushed potatoes). So, I figured the buttermilk would be extra tasty on cereal!
Boy, was I wrong!
Another time, I was at Nana and Pop-Pop’s for breakfast and instead of cereal (I learned my lesson!) I decided to have toast.
I went to get the butter from the counter to spread on my toast. Nana would leave the butter out overnight to let it soften (she said it wouldn’t go bad because it was salted butter). I found the dish, but the butter looked a bit strange. Instead of a nice, warm yellow color, it was pure white.
I figured it was a special kind of butter and spread it on my toast.
It was lard.
Then there was the time my Nana made me waffles. I had waffles before and I really like them sprinkled liberally with powdered sugar.
When I looked for the powdered sugar in the cupboard, I pulled out the container I thought it was in and spread it all over my waffles (Nana was on the other side of the kitchen making more waffles).
You guessed it. It wasn’t powdered sugar. It was plain, ordinary flour.
These three incidents happened when I was six or seven years old. I’ve never overcome my dislike for buttermilk, lard, or flour – at least when eaten by themselves.
However, when my grandmother put buttermilk, lard and flour together she made absolutely incredible biscuits!
By themselves, these ingredients are yucky. But when working together they are delicious.
This is how it often works in our lives, as well.
There are incidents in our lives that happen that are yucky by themselves.
A debilitating illness. Or a particularly harsh break-up. The financial means don’t meet the financial ends. All these things are tough to go through.
But God has a way of working them together for our good, which is the promise of St. Paul in Romans 8:28.
God does this because of Jesus Christ. His life could be seen as a series of not-so-good things: born in a barn, faced the death of a beloved cousin, and endured an illegal arrest. Jesus then faced the mockery of a trial, falsely accused, beaten within an inch of his life, and then killed cruelly on a Roman cross.
But God worked all these things together for our good – the forgiveness of our sins and the never-ending life in heaven that is now ours because of Jesus.
St. Paul also tells us that God works all things together for our good, for us who are called according to his purpose.
We are called to work together as a Church. To do what? To share the Gospel message of Jesus Christ!
We can do this by telling the story of individual things we endure that God works together for our good!
Heavenly Father, thank you for putting together all the things in my life – both good and bad – and making them good for me, for the sake of Jesus Christ. In His name I pray. Amen.
© 2018 True Men Ministries