Mixed Nuts

Extra Fancy. Premium Quality. All Natural.
The irony.

I’m sitting alone in my office, alternating between actually working and handling personal things like emails. Someone walks into my office to discuss something that should’ve been addressed over a week ago, so I put on a happy face while thinking, “this wouldn’t be an issue if you actually read the email when I sent it last week.” Then I get an email from someone that left me both offended and empathetic. Then someone calls and tells me more about their sordid, confused and chaotic life. Then another work situation arises that drains me.

Sitting on my desk during all these exchanges is the large tub of Mixed Nuts I’ve been snacking on. Pecans, cashews, brazil nuts. Mostly I pick out the pecans, as they are my favorite. When I can’t find one of those I take a cashew. Sometimes it just doesn’t matter and I get a whole handful of whatever. Mixed together they all taste really good — like trail mix.

I realize, in a moment of epiphany, that we are mixed nuts. All of us, the whole body of Christ. We’re Extra Fancy: “So God created man in his own image, in the image of God he created him; male and female he created them” (Genesis 1:27). We’re Premium Quality: “For we are God’s workmanship, created in Christ Jesus to do good works, which God prepared in advance for us to do” (Ephesians 2:10). We’re All Natural: “Naked I came from my mother’s womb, and naked I will depart” (Job 1:21).

So I sit at my desk pondering the craziness of the day, and look over to see my tub of Mixed Nuts. The words on the label jump out at me, and I say, “Yes Lord, we sure are, aren’t we?” I see myself in that tub, and suddenly have the ability to give grace and mercy to those nuts around me. And to give grace and mercy to myself. After all, it takes one to know one, right?

2 thoughts on “Mixed Nuts

  1. Well, it really bugs the mess out of me when I write a blog post (which is not very often) that I really mean (which is most of them) and no one comments on them! : ) So, I wanted to comment. It was great reading your heart. I especially related to this paragraph: “There are times when a friend of mine “from the old neighborhood” will tell me about goings on at the old job…I know that in my head, but my ego has a hard time catching up to logic.” Funny how I was just there today. It’s a never ending battle. God’s calling IS SO much bigger!Anyway, great post! Please know that Riann and I have been praying with you and Greg since the very first Thursday (side note). God bless you, your family, and all you guys do for the Kingdom.Scott England-musicianary

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