"While growing up in Texas, I enjoyed my mother's buttermilk biscuits made from "scratch" every morning for breakfast. But there was not a single ingredient in those biscuits that I would have enjoyed by itself. And even after they were mixed together, I would not have cared for the raw biscuit dough. Only after they were mixed together in the right proportions by my mother's skillful hands and then subjected to the fire of the oven were they ready to be enjoyed for breakfast.
The "things" in Romans 8:28* are like the ingredients of the biscuit dough. By themselves they are not tasteful to us. We shun them. And we certainly shun the heat of the oven. But when God in his infinite skill has blended them all together and cooked them properly in the oven of adversity, we shall one day say, it is good." -Jerry Bridges, from Trusting God Even When Life Hurts
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Up early again and so, so blessed by this book. Thinking about it, I'm feel so raw and pasty. I feel the unformness of all I am. My life is a mess, honestly, but it helps to remember that I'm dough! I am indescribably thankful for my Master Chef. He is working*. He is, he is, he is. Someday, I will beautiful and useful, sweetened by the trials and solidified and sanctified in faith because of the heat of the oven. Oh I can't wait.
Redeeming love has been my theme and shall be til I die... and I am sure of this, that he who began a good work in you (and me!) will bring it to completion at the day of Jesus Christ.
R<3
(Both pictures are from this blog and the recipe actually looks really good! Anyone up for making biscuits with me? :D)
