I hate eggs. The way they feel, taste and smell. Everything about an egg is disgusting to me and I absolutely refuse to eat them. I use to refuse to cook them, but of course, thanks to one of my best friends in Atlanta that fixed them for Hannah one morning for breakfast, guess what she wants every morning to eat? Yes, nasty old slimy “aborted chickens.” I have always called eggs that. They make me gag. Okay, none of that is the point of this post but I needed to get that out!
I was making eggs for Hannah this morning, she likes them scrambled and while cooking my brain was in overdrive. All I was thinking about was life and how stressful it was. As I cracked the egg it dawned on me how very fragile an egg is. You don’t have to hit the egg too hard to crack it and once it is cracked it takes very little pressure for all its “guts” to come running out. Then, you have nothing left of the shell except broken-ness and it cannot be put back together…..ever! Remember Humpty Dumpty? But, if the egg is hard-boiled, it will still crack but the inside is soft, tender but yet, still held together. Even if some of the white pulls off with the shell, it will leave an indention, but the egg itself is still intact.
I compared my life to an egg, I know so weird! But, that is what happens when the highlight of my day is cooking breakfast and my mind is going 90 to nothing. I don’t want to be like a regular egg that the moment I go through any pressure and “crack” that there is nothing to hold me together. I want to be like the hard-boiled egg that no matter what difficulties or challenges arise, when the pressure cracks me; I will still remain intact and together. Everyone of us will have cracks in our life, some of them unrepairable but how we handle those cracks, that pressure and those stresses is what matters. Will we crack, break and have nothing left to fight with like a regular egg and the damage be too great to fix or will we crack, maybe even break but still have a firm foundation that keeps us going? I want to be a hard-boiled egg, I just don’t want to eat one! HA!
Seriously, sometimes the things I think about make me wonder if it might be time for that straight jacket. I think with the Lord as our foundation; when we truly do our best to trust Him no matter what our circumstances are then we will be that hard-boiled egg. I think, without Christ, life for me anyway, would be that of a regular egg and I would crack, break and would never be able to withstand anything life threw at me. So, yes…..I am comparing life with and without Christ to an egg! I know, I told you it was weird!
Now, none of this is EVER going to get me to eat an egg, but it does make me look at eggs differently now; although they are still nasty and disgusting! What kind of egg are you? A regular egg that cracks, breaks and falls apart or one that cracks, but doesn’t allow the pressure and cracks of life to get to you? I’m going to trust the Lord, knowing that His plan is perfect and His ways are not mine; but in the end it is all okay because He wins…..no matter what! I don’t know about you, but that keeps me going!
Until next time………