Some of you know that I love to bake. I mostly love to bake because I love to eat. ;) I'm able to admit it. Well, tonight we baked snicker doodles. I was a little careless in my measuring of the cream of tartar. OK, a lot careless. I thought I could get away with glancing at the computer and rushing back to make my measurements. Wrong. Oh, the cookies were delicious and we ate quite a few. The problem is that cream of tartar is a leavening agent and my cookies were rather puffy. Then I realized the cookies were trying to tell me something very profound. Let's listen to the cookies now. What's that? What I think I remember from giving the recipe a glancing read was only partially correct? But, how does that apply to anything? The cookies were still pretty good, right?
Oh, silly woman! It's not about the cookies. It's about life. And you don't get by on glancing reads in real life if you want to follow the recipe and end up with the blue ribbon prize winner.
Now, I know you are all thinking I have gone to pieces talking to cookies. My point is that the cookie episode reminded me of something I had felt convicted about before. I am guilty of quickly reading a passage of scripture or half recalling a paraphrase of a key verse and then attempting to apply it to a situation. I might be able to get by for a time this way, but it can't take the place of real investment in God's word. I am so blessed that I haven't had a fiasco yet. God has saved me from myself. I am so grateful He chose to use my cookies to remind me to return to Him instead of something much more tragic. So, if you'll excuse me, I have some reading to do. ;)
