November 9th, 2006
Green Eggs and Turkey
This is something I’ve been thinking and swirling around in my head. School work has really kept me from doing my postings like I would like, but alas… I might just be getting back into the habit of posting again. But then again, I shouldn’t count my green eggs before they hatch (note to Don: I chose the title BEFORE I wrote this one). But one evening I was heading home from a midweek and deep in thought about the lesson, the idea of eggs came to mind.
There are a number of ways a person can eat eggs in the morning, really so many that I couldn’t list them here without sounding like that guy from Forest Gump. But I want to check out four types: Scrambled, Over-Hard, Over-Medium, and Over-Easy.
Now, of course, the eggs are a metaphor for something… and that is, of course, life. The first one, scrambled is a great way to eat eggs. I mean, you can throw all sorts of garbage in there, ham (or turkey), bacon, cheese, French fries, bits of whatever you ate last night, and chances are, it will still taste good. But when I live my life the scrambled way, it doesn’t seem to work out to well.
Ephesians 4:11-16
It was he who gave some to be apostles, some to be prophets, some to be evangelists, and some to be pastors and teachers, to prepare God’s people for works of service, so that the body of Christ may be built up until we all reach unity in the faith and in the knowledge of the Son of God and become mature, attaining to the whole measure of the fullness of Christ. Then we will no longer be infants, tossed back and forth by the waves, and blown here and there by every wind of teaching and by the cunning and craftiness of men in their deceitful scheming. Instead, speaking the truth in love, we will in all things grow up into him who is the Head, that is, Christ. From him the whole body, joined and held together by every supporting ligament, grows and builds itself up in love, as each part does its work.
I look at this scripture and it just made me think how scrambled eggs and a tossed salad have so many similarities and yet are completely different. When an egg is scrambled, there is no defined shape to it. It’s not in a circular shape, oval, or anything like that… it’s just a “mess of eggs”. I do not want my life to be a mess of eggs.
Well, what about eggs done over hard.
Genesis 27:38-40
Esau said to his father, “Do you have only one blessing, my father? Bless me too, my father!” Then Esau wept aloud. His father Isaac answered him, “Your dwelling will be away from the earth's richness, away from the dew of heaven above. You will live by the sword and you will serve your brother. But when you grow restless, you will throw his yoke from off your neck.”
It sure sounds like eggs over-hard to me. And what did God do to the Israelites in Egypt? He broke that HARD yoke of the Egyptians and set them free…
Now, I don’t mind having eggs over hard for breakfast. It’s pretty tasty, actually. You can do a lot with that type of egg-style. You can put it on toasted bread, mayo, and lettuce and you have a wonderful breakfast sandwich. And with the semi-circular shape, it generally fits onto the bread quite well. For a sweeter taste, add butter to the bread and let it melt a little before putting it together…
So, instead of a scrambled or messed up lifestyle, I have a lifestyle where I choose to do it the hard way. The American Heritage Dictionary of Idioms defines “The Hard Way” simply as learning things through bad or difficult experiences. Should I live a lifestyle “over-hard”, that would mean I would simply push through those experiences on my own.
Eggs over medium… a lot of goop in the middle, but if it’s still warm and housed just right, then it’s OK. I just hate it when it makes a mess of the plate. Have you ever taken a egg yoke cooked medium and plop it in your mouth, still warm? It’s just great to taste…
I tend to think of an “egg over medium” mindset as someone still trying to do the “hokey-pokey” in a Christian walk. They’re putting themselves in and out, in and out, and shaking all about… it’s a mess all over the plate. A “over-medium” egg is like an egg that couldn’t make up its mind when it was cooked… part hard/part easy – it’s a double minded egg.
James 1:2-8
Consider it pure joy, my brothers, whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith develops perseverance. Perseverance must finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything. If any of you lacks wisdom, he should ask God, who gives generously to all without finding fault, and it will be given to him. But when he asks, he must believe and not doubt, because he who doubts is like a wave of the sea, blown and tossed by the wind. That man should not think he will receive anything from the Lord; he is a double-minded man, unstable in all he does.
An over-medium lifestyle isn’t worth poking around in (pun intended). Seriously, trying to do the part-easy/part-hard isn’t going to do me any favors. I can’t live a medium lifestyle because medium is still part HARD, but the thing is, with medium, the lie in the lifestyle is that you’re in and out so much, you’ll just dance yourself into the ground trying to cover up your tracks… very tiresome keeping on the Christian game-face when the game is in intermission.
I’ll be straight up and honest: I don’t like my eggs over easy. There’s just too much GOO! The guts of the egg are splurged right out onto the plate and that’s when I started to think about eating them. The yokes giggle like a bowl full of jelly. And they don’t look a thing like Santa Claus. They do have one saving quality about them, though. My wife makes this “birds in a bucket” or whatever its called (way off on the name, I know… ask her next time you see her) and it requires that the eggs be over-easy. And I’ll eat that little breakfast dish.
But as far as a lifestyle, off these four, this is the one to go with… JC takes the hard yokes, the scrambled ones, even the medium ones… and makes them easy. Well, maybe I’m reading a little into it, but it does say that HIS yoke is easy, and if I send my stuff to God, pray to him, give him all my garbage, struggles, and burdens… then I will have rest. And that’s a promise from JC himself.
Matthew 11:25-30
At that time Jesus said, “I praise you, Father, Lord of heaven and earth, because you have hidden these things from the wise and learned, and revealed them to little children. Yes, Father, for this was your good pleasure. All things have been committed to me by my Father. No one knows the Son except the Father, and no one knows the Father except the Son and those to whom the Son chooses to reveal him. Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.”
So, the moral of all this is: EAT EGGS OVER EASY
Sorry Don, nothing about turkeys in here… except for maybe me, but we already knew that…
Green Eggs and Turkey
This is something I’ve been thinking and swirling around in my head. School work has really kept me from doing my postings like I would like, but alas… I might just be getting back into the habit of posting again. But then again, I shouldn’t count my green eggs before they hatch (note to Don: I chose the title BEFORE I wrote this one). But one evening I was heading home from a midweek and deep in thought about the lesson, the idea of eggs came to mind.
There are a number of ways a person can eat eggs in the morning, really so many that I couldn’t list them here without sounding like that guy from Forest Gump. But I want to check out four types: Scrambled, Over-Hard, Over-Medium, and Over-Easy.
Now, of course, the eggs are a metaphor for something… and that is, of course, life. The first one, scrambled is a great way to eat eggs. I mean, you can throw all sorts of garbage in there, ham (or turkey), bacon, cheese, French fries, bits of whatever you ate last night, and chances are, it will still taste good. But when I live my life the scrambled way, it doesn’t seem to work out to well.
Ephesians 4:11-16
It was he who gave some to be apostles, some to be prophets, some to be evangelists, and some to be pastors and teachers, to prepare God’s people for works of service, so that the body of Christ may be built up until we all reach unity in the faith and in the knowledge of the Son of God and become mature, attaining to the whole measure of the fullness of Christ. Then we will no longer be infants, tossed back and forth by the waves, and blown here and there by every wind of teaching and by the cunning and craftiness of men in their deceitful scheming. Instead, speaking the truth in love, we will in all things grow up into him who is the Head, that is, Christ. From him the whole body, joined and held together by every supporting ligament, grows and builds itself up in love, as each part does its work.
I look at this scripture and it just made me think how scrambled eggs and a tossed salad have so many similarities and yet are completely different. When an egg is scrambled, there is no defined shape to it. It’s not in a circular shape, oval, or anything like that… it’s just a “mess of eggs”. I do not want my life to be a mess of eggs.
Well, what about eggs done over hard.
Genesis 27:38-40
Esau said to his father, “Do you have only one blessing, my father? Bless me too, my father!” Then Esau wept aloud. His father Isaac answered him, “Your dwelling will be away from the earth's richness, away from the dew of heaven above. You will live by the sword and you will serve your brother. But when you grow restless, you will throw his yoke from off your neck.”
It sure sounds like eggs over-hard to me. And what did God do to the Israelites in Egypt? He broke that HARD yoke of the Egyptians and set them free…
Now, I don’t mind having eggs over hard for breakfast. It’s pretty tasty, actually. You can do a lot with that type of egg-style. You can put it on toasted bread, mayo, and lettuce and you have a wonderful breakfast sandwich. And with the semi-circular shape, it generally fits onto the bread quite well. For a sweeter taste, add butter to the bread and let it melt a little before putting it together…
So, instead of a scrambled or messed up lifestyle, I have a lifestyle where I choose to do it the hard way. The American Heritage Dictionary of Idioms defines “The Hard Way” simply as learning things through bad or difficult experiences. Should I live a lifestyle “over-hard”, that would mean I would simply push through those experiences on my own.
Eggs over medium… a lot of goop in the middle, but if it’s still warm and housed just right, then it’s OK. I just hate it when it makes a mess of the plate. Have you ever taken a egg yoke cooked medium and plop it in your mouth, still warm? It’s just great to taste…
I tend to think of an “egg over medium” mindset as someone still trying to do the “hokey-pokey” in a Christian walk. They’re putting themselves in and out, in and out, and shaking all about… it’s a mess all over the plate. A “over-medium” egg is like an egg that couldn’t make up its mind when it was cooked… part hard/part easy – it’s a double minded egg.
James 1:2-8
Consider it pure joy, my brothers, whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith develops perseverance. Perseverance must finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything. If any of you lacks wisdom, he should ask God, who gives generously to all without finding fault, and it will be given to him. But when he asks, he must believe and not doubt, because he who doubts is like a wave of the sea, blown and tossed by the wind. That man should not think he will receive anything from the Lord; he is a double-minded man, unstable in all he does.
An over-medium lifestyle isn’t worth poking around in (pun intended). Seriously, trying to do the part-easy/part-hard isn’t going to do me any favors. I can’t live a medium lifestyle because medium is still part HARD, but the thing is, with medium, the lie in the lifestyle is that you’re in and out so much, you’ll just dance yourself into the ground trying to cover up your tracks… very tiresome keeping on the Christian game-face when the game is in intermission.
I’ll be straight up and honest: I don’t like my eggs over easy. There’s just too much GOO! The guts of the egg are splurged right out onto the plate and that’s when I started to think about eating them. The yokes giggle like a bowl full of jelly. And they don’t look a thing like Santa Claus. They do have one saving quality about them, though. My wife makes this “birds in a bucket” or whatever its called (way off on the name, I know… ask her next time you see her) and it requires that the eggs be over-easy. And I’ll eat that little breakfast dish.
But as far as a lifestyle, off these four, this is the one to go with… JC takes the hard yokes, the scrambled ones, even the medium ones… and makes them easy. Well, maybe I’m reading a little into it, but it does say that HIS yoke is easy, and if I send my stuff to God, pray to him, give him all my garbage, struggles, and burdens… then I will have rest. And that’s a promise from JC himself.
Matthew 11:25-30
At that time Jesus said, “I praise you, Father, Lord of heaven and earth, because you have hidden these things from the wise and learned, and revealed them to little children. Yes, Father, for this was your good pleasure. All things have been committed to me by my Father. No one knows the Son except the Father, and no one knows the Father except the Son and those to whom the Son chooses to reveal him. Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.”
So, the moral of all this is: EAT EGGS OVER EASY
Sorry Don, nothing about turkeys in here… except for maybe me, but we already knew that…
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