It's Just a Spoon!

I have a confession to make… I have an attitude problem, and I can be a little over the top at times. My poor husband and son… I never realized until recently that I am a slight perfectionist… a bit Type-A if you might ask. I can also be slightly bossy. Another thing about myself that I did not realize until my dear sister-in-law pointed it out to me. With a smile on her face, of course! Trust me! She is one of my biggest cheerleaders!

Since my husband and I have been married, every dish, utensil, crockpot, and casserole dish has been gifted to me or handed down to me. We had been married nine years, and I still hadn’t bought any of my own things, so my husband let me get new dishes and silverware for our anniversary that was coming up. I tossed (or boxed up) all of my old stuff and told him that we would NOT have more than we needed because this would force me to do the dishes more! I ordered from Amazon and went to Homegoods to find a new silverware set. I LOVED IT! There were only four of each utensil in the set so I told Jake and Logan they could not lose any of them! Let’s be honest, that was more of a challenge. A few months went by and there were no issues, until that day… I was doing to dishes after dinner and noticed two spoons and a fork were missing. I mentioned it to Jake and got a shrug, then I asked Logan to look in the living room to see if he had dropped anything and he came back with one fork and one spoon. So, there was still a missing spoon. It became an all-consuming thought. Where was this spoon? Why was it missing? I banned either of them from taking any utensils out of the kitchen, I made Logan crawl on the floor looking for it. I checked Jake’s truck. I even checked the laundry in the basement to see if it had fallen into a basket on its way down! Ultimately, I bought a new set and set the old one aside for the living room, since we were now missing a spoon.

When I consider my, let’s call it what it is, unhealthy obsession with this spoon, I can’t help but feel a level of shame. I was irrational and, frankly, not nice. It was just a spoon! Why did it consume me like that? I was laughed at by Jake because of my obsession, and Logan would hide. IT’S JUST A SPOON! I want to have that kind of obsession with God’s Word! Can you imagine what we would be capable of if we were to let the Word of God become so consuming that it was all we could think about? If we would look under metaphorical couches, dig through metaphorical laundry, and ask anyone who will listen if they know Christ? Whatever we do, we look for His Glory and His Truth!

Eventually, I found the spoon! It was under the couch! I had to pick it up to do some deep cleaning… and there it was, staring at me! Laughing, I am sure! If we dig deep enough, even into our dirtiest of places, we can find God if we are seeking Him.

Psalm 63:1 (KJV)

O God, thou art my God; early will I seek thee: my soul thirsteth for thee, my flesh longeth for thee in a dry and thirsty land, where no water is;