Sunday, May 22, 2011

Jelly&Jesus


I'm kinda obsessed with PB&J. It's probably clinical obsession. It's my go-to lunch since I was 3, and I still love it.

I recently made one, and as I was smearing jelly onto my bread, I realized something. I've made homeade jam before, and I know that when you use the almost, or slightly rotten fruit, you get the sweetesr result. And the fruit also need to be brought to a rolling boil, and be put into a hot jar to ensure a seal.

It sometime seems like life. There have been times when I feel like I butchered an oppurtunity. There are times when my life feels heated, and boiling. There are times when I feel squeezed into a tiny space, and yearn impatiently to get out.

These are the things that make jam. These can be some of the things the Lord uses to make us into a final product of jam, that lasts longer than the original product, straberries.

OM NOM NOM

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