Lately I have been looking for
something “big” to do for the Kingdom of Heaven; but the task
that keeps falling into my lap is making cookies.
God has a sense of humor. All you
have to do is say “I will go anywhere but here,” or “I will do
anything but this,” and often that is the very place or the very
task God will send you or give you. The wonderful thing about God
is, though, that His plans are always best. I once said I did not
want to go to UNM, because I didn't want to live in Albuquerque. I
diligently searched for other schools and fervently hoped I'd get to
go to one of them; but in the end, God sent me to UNM, and I had an
amazing undergrad experience. I have no regrets about going there,
and I even learned there are some very likeable things about
Albuquerque. :-)
But lately I have had to smile over
something else that happened-- smile because once again God moved in
a way I didn't expect, but at the same time He taught me something
very valuable. Back in college a friend's mother sent him back to
school after a weekend at home with some amazing tasting cookies. I
asked if he could get a copy of the recipe for me. I made a few
modifications myself, and ended up by accident with a wonderful
chocolate chip cookie recipe.
Shortly after I started looking for my
“big” thing all these opportunities to make cookies started
coming up. My husband asked me if I could make some to share at
work, and then there was a request to send cookies on the youth group
retreat, and then I brought them another week for snack at youth
group, and then my husband had another work event; I even had the
opportunity to bring some to my work.
When all the requests for cookies
started coming in, I actually kind of resented it, because I felt it
was taking my already precious time away from doing my
as-yet-undiscovered “big” thing. But the opportunities kept
coming, and slowly God changed my perspective. My husband's
co-workers loved the cookies. The youth group was overjoyed to have
them on their long drive to their retreat. And the day I brought
them into work happened to be a day one of the cooks was having a
particularly bad time... the cookies made his day a little better. I
brought enough for the swing shift to sample and also the graveyard
shift. I have received requests to bring them again.
It doesn't feel like much. But maybe
it's more than I realize. If God can use cookies to bless the people
around me, isn't that worth it? In the end, what really matters is
being faithful to what God has called me to do. I asked him for
something big to do for His kingdom. He said bake cookies. And more
cookies. :-) What I have learned is to rejoice that I have
something I can do, instead of repining because it isn't bigger or
more important. God has been teaching me a lesson through all this--
a lesson in being faithful toward the little things as well as the
big, and having a willing heart to do whatever God
asks, even if it isn't always what I had planned.
“Whatever
your hand finds to do, do it with all your might.” -Ecclesiastes
9:10
“Whatever
you do in word or deed, do all in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving
thanks through Him to God the Father.” -Colossians 3:17
“Whatever
you do, work heartily, as for the Lord, rather than for men... it is
the Lord Christ whom you serve.” -Colossians 3:23-24