|Mar 25, 2017||Tree of Great Peace|
|Mar 24, 2017||Where was God?|
|Mar 23, 2017||Faith Fits|
|Mar 22, 2017||Mystery Mechanics|
|Mar 21, 2017||In Antakya|
|Mar 20, 2017||A Pleasant Illusion|
|Mar 19, 2017||Blessings from Curses|
|Mar 18, 2017||Green Eggs|
|Mar 17, 2017||Wint'a in DC, Summ'a in Montpeli'a|
|Mar 15, 2017||Dear Universe|
|Mar 14, 2017||Knocking on Heaven's Door|
|Mar 13, 2017||Durable Engine, Worn Out Body|
|Mar 12, 2017||Hot Stuff|
|Mar 11, 2017||Pavers|
|Mar 10, 2017||Breath of Life|
|Mar 9, 2017||Thwarts and All|
|Mar 8, 2017||Blackberry Pie|
|Mar 7, 2017||Intentional Misdirection|
|Mar 6, 2017||Inside Outside|
|Mar 5, 2017||Untangled|
|Mar 4, 2017||Hope Adorns Our Way|
|Mar 3, 2017||Words|
|Mar 2, 2017||A Visit to Heaven and Hell|
|Mar 1, 2017||Jesus Wisdom Teacher|
Title: Green Eggs
Date: March 18, 2017
Georgie’s grandmother came from Greece. He loved her, but her house smelled a little old and funny. She cooked funny, too – like eggs. Her scrambled eggs turned green, and tasted strange. His mother’s scrambled eggs were yellow, like eggs should be. His grandmother talked funny, and smelled funny, and the house was filled with old things, like a pedal-operated sewing machine and a gramophone with old time black and scratchy records that she played.
When Georgie was a grown man, he accidentally discovered the cause of the green-colored scrambled eggs. His grandmother had used dark green olive oil, which accounted for the “funny” flavor, too. It was at about that same time that he learned that being different, coming from a different culture, or a different religion, or a different church, isn’t wrong, or bad, or evil, and that there’s more than one way to scramble an egg.
When the early church was forming there were those living in Jerusalem who thought that scrambled eggs had to be yellow – I mean, that there was only one way of doing things. They believed members had to be Jewish – not Greeks, not Romans and not anything else.
It was the apostle Paul who forced the issue, eventually convincing everyone eggs could be yellow, green, or covered in red Tabasco – I mean – there’s room for more than one type of Christian faith.
Let’s Pray: Dear God, aren’t there rooms enough in heaven for all of us? Help us get along on earth even when our perspectives differ. Amen.
Here’s a Thought: God has room for all.
Source: "In My Father's house are many mansions."--John 14:2