The Lentils and the Pot Part II
As you may remember from The Lentils and the Pot Part I I burnt a pot of lentils while cooking last week. Like I said if we keep putting off checking on the lentils they will burn and if we keep putting off our health we’ll lose it. Not only were my lentils ruined but my pot was charred as well.
Now for the personal side of the story. If you’ve read my blog you know I believe there is more to health than skinny jeans. At least, I hold onto that hope. On occasion I’ll talk about mental and spiritual health and even bring up…*gasp*…God. So the day after burning the lentils I was praying and the pot came to mind. Sometimes I feel like that pot. Kind of thick and crusty on the inside. The pot wasn’t totally useless. I could still cook something in it but there would be the subtle (or not so subtle) taste of charred lentils. Who really wants to cook or create in a charred pot? Like the charred sides of the pot, my heart is capable of holding onto unforgiveness, insecurity, anger, fear, jealously, self- loathing and even hate. I know, you thought I was a cherub. I mean, girls who go around side kicking grocery store displays clearly have zero issues. I need to regularly scrub the charred stuff off the inside of my pot, i.e., my heart, so I remain useful in this world. I try to let God do most of the scrubbing although I’ve been know to grab the scrub brush more than once thinking I can do a better job. I never do.
I hope you have a nice weekend. I just went out for Indian food and took an insane sane meal. Yum. YUm. YUM.