Wednesday, July 6, 2016
THE LASAGNA SAGA
My
beautiful wife made lasagna which turned out to be inedible due to tough,
rubbery lasagna noodles. I had noticed duct tape holding the lid shut on the
lasagna noodle box but though little of it until we tried to eat the lasagna.
It seems yours truly had found several open boxes of lasagna noodles in the
back of a cabinet in the kitchen behind the bottom drawer where they had
somehow fallen, when boxing to move in May of 2012. I had put the noodles in
one box and duct taped the lid. Upon reflection, I have no idea how old the
noodles are, or if they were even my noodles considering where I found them.
They could have been behind the drawer in the kitchen cabinet when we moved
into the old house eight years ago.
But
this is not the end of this story. Yours truly decided to put the whole pan of
lasagna down the garbage disposal, which we never use, for reasons known only
to God. Upon reflection it probably would have been better to feed the lasagna
to the garbage disposal a little at a time with lots of water instead of the
whole pan followed by water –hindsight is painfully 20/20 – for by the time I
knew I was in trouble... I was already in trouble. The other side of the double
sink began to fill with ground up lasagna. After a trip to Lowes, two gallons
of super-duper professional commercial drain cleaner, discovering the “sink
tape” I purchased won’t fit the holes in the sink drain, and disassembling the
plumbing under the sink, my sink is still stopped up. Day two begins...
One
moral of this story is always use fresh lasagna noodles, but there is another
lesson... a spiritual one. You see, I let this little “trial” of life get me in
a pretty pissy mood yesterday, I lost my joy and peace in the midst of doing
battle with the Lasagna noodles. And worse, when I realized I was in a foul
mood I begin to rationalize justification for being down. I believe saints are
suppose to be unflappable, rejoicing in all things because of the Blessed Hope
we have in Christ, treating everything as spiritual because... well, it is. I begin to think about the things... tough
things, saints are facing, things like cancer, tragic accidents, lose of
employment, failed marriages, lost loved ones... and here I am being defeated
by a lasagna noodle. Obviously I am not nearly as spiritually mature as I
thought I was. Please forgive me Father. I am so very thankful that all I have
to deal with today is a lasagna noodle. I pray that you will make Your face to
shine upon all my brothers and sisters who are fighting real battles.
Strengthen them, encourage them with Your presence, and give them peace and
hope... and patience, as You work good out of their bad... In the mighty name
of Jesus... Amen and So Be It.
CALLED TO BE UNFLAPPABLE
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