Maybe I am the only one who still uses an electric mixer instead of a bullet or processor, but the harvest gold one I got as a wedding present in 1976 still works just fine. I use it often in making crustless quiches, almond flour pancakes, and gluten-free, low carb cloud bread.
Anyway, I put the beaters in the dishwasher basket along with the rest of the silverware. After the dishwasher had done its thing, I wanted to use the beaters again. But I thought I didn’t have time at the moment to empty the rest of the things in the dishwasher. Wrong. Some of the forks and spoons had gotten mixed up (pun intended) in the loops of the beaters. I tried to wiggle them free but to no avail. With a deep sigh, I decided I had to remove the utensils one by one in order to get to the beaters.
So, why am I telling you this? Once again I heard that holy whisper. I found God today in a dishwasher basket.
Sometimes I think that I am ready to have God help me work on a fault. Yes, I have them. Now you know. For I know my transgressions, and my sin is always before me (Psalm 51:3).
Instead, He gently shows me another area of my life He decides to clean, remove, mold or polish first. Before we can get to the “beaters” we need to remove the other things I hadn’t noticed as an issue. I don’t think I have the time or the gumption, but He, in His eternal wisdom, knows the order in which to tackle things even if I do not. I have learned that instead of struggling, it is easier to take them one by one and untangle them from my life.
And yes, this old gal is still working, too. Thank you, Lord, for still using me even if I do get things mixed up now and then.
You are very perceptive women seeing God in beaters, love it, thanks for reminder God lives in the common things of our life.
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Ah, thank you. He gives me the perception. I just obediently write about it. May you see Him in your day, too.
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