Last week in my bountiful basket I had a pineapple. This has been the summer of the pineapples in our home. We’ve probably eaten close to 30 of them. So this sad little pineapple was under appreciated and left on my counter for far too long.
Before this little gem went bad, I decided to make some pineapple bread.
My girlfriend, Jamie back in Billings has a knack for baking some of the most amazing breads and cakes I’ve ever tasted. I typically cringe when I read the recipe, because Jamie loads it up with the GOOD stuff, and my over-health conscious self can’t seem to see past the calorie count of each slice. However, I was making this bread as a love offering to my family, so I decided to even use the GOOD stuff when I made the bread. I used a recipe that Jamie gave me for blueberry bread, and just substituted the pineapple. Tada! Yum-o central!
I wiped it all together, threw it in the oven and ran to get ready before the girls showed up for Bible Study at my house.
God in His AWESOMENESS put together this group of girls for Bible Study. They are ones that I can get down and dirty with, laugh with, and brush my teeth in front of. Most people never get the pleasure of seeing me brush my teeth or even without lip gloss. As they walked in, they commented on how delicious the house smelled.
Mmmm…we could hardly wait for the bread to cool to try a slice.
My timing must have been off, because the first time I pulled it out, it was a little runny, so back in the oven it went…and then this came out.
Because this was a love offering to my husband, and a major calorie disaster for me I decided to not try any.
As I was passing out the slices, I noticed that the girls got quiet, and that every one of them decided to share with their children.
Now, maybe I am just a greedy mama, but if something is good, I don’t share. I will get my child their OWN slice. I told them, I am not having any, but if it isn’t good it won’t hurt my feelings if you don’t want to eat it.
A few seconds passed and one of them said, “Yeah, I am not a fan.”
And another said, “Jenn, you really need to at least take a bite.”
So I do. It’s sweet…and then it hits me.
It’s foul in the worst kind of sour.
Oh my goodness, what happened?!
As I check over the list of ingredients I realize that the cream cheese had expired, and clearly gone bad. I would have caught this, but I am not a taste tester when I bake.
It was awful.
However, one of the girls seemed to enjoy it, and we had to pry it out of her hands, telling her that it was BAD, and would make her sick. (This might be something we need to investigate further.)
I dumped all of it in the garbage.
After the girls all left, I started to work on making dinner. And my doorbell rang. It was one of the girls from my Bible Study, and in her hands was a frozen apple pie. “Here’s dessert.” She says. And I think of how she just saved my day. As she is leaving she said, “Thanks for the objective lesson.”
“What?” I ask.
“You taught us that things can smell good, and look good…but one little bad thing, in all that good can ruin the whole batch. Just like having a little sin in your life.” Cause this was TOTALLY the lesson I was going for today, I giggle and think. That will make a great blog.
So here you go.
Things are not always as they seem. Just like the white washed tomb. Beautiful on the outside but rotting on the inside with death and decay.
Today choose to not be like my Pineapple bread. Get rid of anything that could cause you to rot, or foul up what God has created as beautiful. He loves you, and desires for you not to just LOOK like Him, but to actually BE like Him too. Press on and Press in!