A Multi-Tasked Brunch
Do you ever need help cleaning up the problems of life? Sometimes things just don’t go the way I envision, or sudden disasters fall one after another. It is during these times that I am ready to quit and give up even on the smallest of issues. But it is preciously during these times that we need to call upon our Savior for some help, no matter what the task is that is overwhelming us.
Recently, I found myself in the kitchen calling on Jesus in the most seemingly silliest of situations. Every Sunday, for as far back as I can remember, we have prepared a Sunday brunch over the traditional Sunday lunch. It is such a routine that it isn’t even questioned and most of the time the meal consists of the same items with waffles generally taking the lead on the bread.
Through the years, I have tweaked this recipe, and it is now even ”gluten-free,” and still remains a family favorite. So, it wasn’t unusual, last Sunday, that after church, I was in the kitchen preparing to make, what here of late, seems to be the weekly waffles. But, this day, my distraction level was somewhat high. I needed to prepare a few other things as well and didn’t want to spend my whole Sunday afternoon in the kitchen. So, I set about to ”multi-task.” Needless to say, this turned into a multi-disaster that took some major cleaning up.
Too Many Things
Once I mixed up my flour formula, I set out to make the waffle batter, while also watching a pot on the stove, and preparing two other tasks. I completed the batter and heated up the waffle iron. As I waited, even though I had all these other things going on, I decided to text a friend, who wasn’t at church, to make sure not only she knew she was missed but to check and see that everything was ok.
I poured in the batter for my first waffle and closed the lid as she replied with a text. We continued to banter back and forth as I realized that my pot on the stove was boiling, my waffle light was in the ready green position, and of course, I still had these other tasks that I was in the middle of completing. The texting had to go as the waffle and boiling pot needed immediate attention.
After turning down the stove eye, I quickly went to the iron to lift the lid, but the lid wouldn’t raise. I tried again but it was if the lid was glued and wouldn’t lift no matter how hard I pulled up on it. The iron was getting hotter and so was I in my mini panic. I finally unplugged the iron and had to pry the lid up with a knife. The waffle was very brown and crisp but otherwise ok.
So, I decided to try it again, plugging the iron back in and letting it heat until the light turned green. While I waited, I continued to banter back and forth with my friend and attend to my other projects. At last, my iron was hot and ready, and I poured out the batter for the 2nd waffle. It was just a very short time when the light indicated that it was ready.
But as before, the lid wouldn’t lift up. The whole appliance was so hot that once again, I decided it needed to be unplugged. When I was finally able to open the lid, the waffle was torn to pieces and had stuck so badly to the iron that it had to be scrapped off of all the indentions individually. This took some major cleaning up. I couldn’t understand what was going on but decided to try one more time.
Needless to say, the third time was not the charm in this situation as for the third time the waffle iron overheated, the lid glued shut, and the results were a disaster. I surveyed the area with dismay as crumbs lay everywhere including the floor, a bowl of waffle batter sat mostly full, and every available space of counter lay littered with incomplete projects. A foreseeable future of some lengthy cleaning was on the horizon.Â And on top of all of that, there was no brunch as hunger started to seep in.
I needed a plan to correct the hunger immediately and decided to just take the batter and make pancakes. There were small alarm bells that went off as I did this as I remembered reading that waffle and pancake batter differed slightly, but I was too busy to be concerned with that as it was past time for brunch.
I should have listened to the alarms bells as I went from one mess to another! These ”pancakes” were extremely thin and didn’t want to flip over easily. The result was little wrinkled up pieces of dough that held no identity of appetizing. But by this point hunger fully set in and it was time to be grateful for whatever given.
After satisfying the hunger, I sat in contemplation realizing that not only did I create a mess but there was still one to be reckoned with in the kitchen. I couldn’t figure out what went wrong with the day. It went from moving along without issue to a sudden grinding halt that multiplied itself with troubles like mushrooms on a moist surface.
I knew I attempted to do too many things at once trying to ”save time” which in essence created the exact opposite. Help was needed not only at the beginning of my self-imposed disaster but still now in the aftermath. It was in this observation that I realized that I attempted to do all of this alone. I have a built-in helper that although might not physically be beside me, can certainly lead me in the right direction. In my frustration to maximize my time never once did I call upon Christ for direction and help. I just kept on plugging along on my own with mounting issues and nothing resembling peace in a five-mile radius.
So, after realizing just how much tension I built up over this mess on my own it was time to get the help I needed from the one whose hand is a lot bigger than mine. By simply calling upon the One that can help, things changed on Sunday afternoon. With His help, a plan developed and with the precision of a practiced and trained drill team, Jesus and I cleaned up the mess. As I wiped down the last counter surveying the cleaning job, Christ revealed to me where I went wrong.
You see, I tried to handle everything on my own because I didn’t want to bother God with my everyday things. But God wants to be involved in all aspects of our life from everyday tasks to the overwhelming situations and issues of life. There is nothing too large or small for Him. Our first instinct is to feel that the magnitude of God is too great to bother Him with mundane tasks. But, we should be awestruck, like Simon Peter, in this week’s focus verse, on how much Christ cares for us and wants to help us in our day to day tasks as well.
When Simon Peter realized what had happened, he fell to his knees before Jesus and said, ”Oh Lord, please leave me ”“ ”˜I’m too much of a sinner to be around you.’Luke 5:8 (NLT)
The Great Life Clean Up
No matter what we face, Christ is there and wants to help us through our day. So, whether we are cleaning the kitchen, fixing a broken relationship, or need miraculous healing; Christ stands ready for us to call out to Him for help. Realizing that God loves us this much should not be a surprise when we look at what He gave for us to live.
The first step in gaining His help is to be like Peter. We must recognize that we are insignificant to Christ in comparison and that we can’t save ourselves. We need help no matter how large or small the problems we face are. Allowing Christ to establish authority in our life allows Him to come to us and help us with all the tasks of life. Following Him is more than just acknowledging his presence but it is committing all of our life to Him This includes even inviting Him to help with the dishes because he stands ready.
Sometimes it is through the eyes of a child that we learn lessons. Johnny, a young boy, went to the local store with his mother. The shop owner, a kindly man, held out a large jar of suckers inviting Johnny to help himself to a handful. Uncharacteristically, the boy held back. So, the shop owner pulled out a handful of them for him. When outside, the boy’s mother asked why he had suddenly been so shy and wouldn’t take a handful of suckers when offered. The boy replied smartly, ”Because his hand is much bigger than mine!”
Because His Hand is Bigger Than Ours
So, let us all be like the young boy and realize that the hand of God is much bigger than ours. It is with this revelation that we gain the peace needed to face all aspects of life through the help of Christ and the aid of the Holy Spirit.
Challenge yourself to commit your full life to Christ even the things you feel are insignificant. Find your conviction rooted in the knowledge that He gave His life for you because He cares so much. Step forward with full motivation knowing fully that He stands waiting on you to call upon Him all the time as there is no situation that is too insignificant for Him. Lastly, surround yourself in the comfort of knowing that Christ cares about all of your life to include everything you experience.
God also revealed to me after cleaning up the kitchen that in my ”multi-tasking” I had omitted the eggs from the waffle batter which led to my Sunday afternoon downfall. I think it might be time to stand back and tackle one thing at a time with my helper at my side. May your life be filled with waffles that never stick!
Love in Christ,
I have a glove that fits my hand. The glove cannot do anything by itself, but when my hand is in it, the glove can do many things. True, it is not the glove, but my hand in the glove that acts.
The Christian is like a glove. It is the Holy Spirit in us, the hand, who does the work. We must make room for the hand so that every finger in the glove is filledUnknown
What are Your Thoughts?
Do you call quickly upon God when your life needs cleaning up? Have you relied upon Christ to help you in all tasks no matter their size? Share your thoughts on calling upon God to help with the cleaning up of all life’s issues.