Yolked.
A while back I thought I was having a heart attack so I googled heart healthy diets and started eating egg whites only instead of eggs for breakfast. I don’t like it when any yolk matter slips into my whites. As I am not the expert egg cracker, this can be tricky.
Recently, I’ve been in quite the funk. Never having been the eternal optimist, some days are good, some aren’t. By this I mean I am job searching. It is very discouraging. No matter what I am doing, I always feel better about my day when it starts early but that’s been difficult lately what with no job to wake up for. My breakfast yesterday (that was closer to lunch time) was two eggs.
I warmed the skillet, cracked the first egg and it was perfect- no yolk spillage. The second egg cracked itself wrong and the yolk burst and all of a sudden, there was yellow yolk floating around in the skillet. I tried to fish some out with a half empty egg shell to no avail. And then God told me something: my life should be more like my breakfast gone wrong.
The same way I try to keep the yolks out of my eggs, the devil tries to keep any evidence of Jesus out of my life. But once we really know Jesus our hearts should crack and what is released into our lives and minds should show Jesus no matter how hard anyone tries to keep that from happening. The same way I tried removing as much yolk as I could, so the devil tries removing Christ from our lives as much as he can. And he might get some but he can’t take Jesus completely away from us. Sometimes we ourselves do things that remove the love and grace of God from our lives. But thankfully, He is always there like the yolk in my breakfast gone wrong. I thought about it and smiled because I’ve been looking for God a lot more diligently lately. I found Him in my breakfast and I ate the yolk yesterday.
Interesting fact: the yolk is what provides nourishment to the embryo. The same way God nourishes our souls.
