The other day* I made some muffins from a mix. Now I don't know Martha White personally. I'm sure she was a nice little girl who grew up to be a nice lady. But seriously, what is that blue stuff she puts in her blueberry muffin mix? It's certainly not blueberries. I read the list of ingredients and found a lot of stuff in there that doesn't sound very appetizing. Stuff like propylene glycol monostearate, blue 2 lake and red 40 lake. Yummy, right?
To tell the truth, the muffins did taste better than the list of ingredients sounded, but I wouldn't say that those gooey little hunks of blue tasted exactly like berries either.
To tell the truth, the muffins did taste better than the list of ingredients sounded, but I wouldn't say that those gooey little hunks of blue tasted exactly like berries either.
Genuine berries are much better tasting, and better for me I'm sure, than the artificially flavored pieces of blue colored whatever that stuff is.
I pondered as I chewed--If I were a muffin, what would be my flavor? How yummy would I be? And if I were consumed, would I be wholesome and healthful? I guess it would all depend on my ingredients would it not?
So I ask myself, are my ingredients genuine? If I were pulled apart to reveal the tender part of me that is beneath the crust, would you be able to find real fruit, full of sweetness, goodness, nutrition, and flavor? Or would you find some artificially colored and artificially flavored gooey stuff?
I pondered as I chewed--If I were a muffin, what would be my flavor? How yummy would I be? And if I were consumed, would I be wholesome and healthful? I guess it would all depend on my ingredients would it not?
So I ask myself, are my ingredients genuine? If I were pulled apart to reveal the tender part of me that is beneath the crust, would you be able to find real fruit, full of sweetness, goodness, nutrition, and flavor? Or would you find some artificially colored and artificially flavored gooey stuff?
Search me, God, and know my heart;
test me and know my anxious thoughts.
See if there is any offensive way in me,
and lead me in the way everlasting.
Psalm 139:23-24
I want to be real, through and through. After having a conversation with me, or watching me live out my life day to day, I want the people I encounter to be able to say that they found nourishment, goodness, wholesomeness, and a flavor that is, without a doubt, genuine. To that end, I shall be particular about what goes into my mix. I must, with much scrutiny, consider my choices--what I read, watch, listen to, participate in, and above all, think and believe; because, those are the ingredients that make up my muffin.
Finally, brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things.
Philippians 4:8
*I have to admit that the other day was not a recent day. It has been months since I opened my blog to write, and it has been many months since I made blueberry muffins from a Martha White mix. This particular post was saved as a draft a LONG time ago. Though muffins become stale, dried out, and inedible, God's Word stays fresh and delicious forever. Eat and enjoy!