Toasted

I put a slice of bread into the toaster, as usual. It seemed to take a long time to cook. Finally, I left my eggs to their own devices and checked out the toaster.  I couldn’t find either bread or toast. It took a while but it eventually showed up under a kitchen chair.

That toaster had spewed the toast several feet away. Because it landed on the floor, I threw it out. By now the eggs were overdone and my coffee cold.. This scenario repeated itself for a few days, until I finally figured out that the bread I used was too light for the springs of the toaster.

How are we doing in the toaster? When the crisis of living hits us do we spring out of  the heat it as soon as possible? Find ways to manipulate the circumstances to our own liking? Tell a tall tale or two? Run to the nearest gossip to share our problem? All of these get us out of the heat all right but they land us in a place where we are of no use to anyone, not even ourselves.

Wherefore take unto you the whole armour of God that ye may be able to withstand in the evil day, and having done all, to stand. (Ephesians 6:13, KJV)

Prayer – Lord, we know the right thing to do. Help us do it for our own self-respect and most of all, for you. Amen

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