I love my uncle E and his story telling self. But when you’re the subject of his story, it really isn’t as fascinating as it usually is when it’s someone else. Once upon a time, I was on the chubby size side of life and I loved me some bread and boiled egg… all the time! That was my joy, some turn to chocolate for comfort eating, I turned to bread and egg.
On this fateful day, I was holding my boiled egg, getting ready to peel the shell off that piece of goodness and have a good meal of boiled egg tucked into roughly cut agege textured bread with a blue band spread and a very creamy cup of bournvita.
I don’t know why I was holding the egg out of my plate and heading to the kitchen, but I was, and just before I got to the door leading to the kitchen, I slipped and fell real hard.
According to my uncle… I say according to Him because I refuse to recount that moment and admit that he speaks the truth. So, according to him, I wasn’t thinking of bracing myself for the fall, I was only thinking about saving the egg, because the hand with the egg was lifted away from the disaster, egg still in tact, while my body was wiped on the floor. Now that’s a crazy thing to say… but for the sake of this post, I’ll go with the flow of his version of my fall.
The egg was dear to me, and instead of saving myself and losing my egg in that fall, I saved my egg and lived with the consequences of that fall. My two hands would have reduced the impact, but na, I wasn’t letting go of that egg.
You see there are things that should be so precious to us, that if our world falls apart, we have our hands holding on to it to the end. We don’t let the fall take our expectation, our hope away. I didn’t let that fall take the desire for the fulfillment of my craving for a nice boiled egg sandwich away.
There’s a word, a promise from God we must hold on to even when the world falls apart. When new laws that make fun of God’s word are passed, when the political environment feels bleak, when the rent is due and the bank account is red. When time seems to be on a rat race with you and all those plans remain where they are, when your confidence is dilly dallying with your reality and tugging at your emotions and what you believe. When you fall into sin… hold on to the word!
The word that was given to you. Hold on to the word, the word that points to Jesus as the beginning, end and center of everything. The word that is Jesus.
When scoffers come and try to floor you with their own version of the truth, when they mock your beliefs and bring new ways and twists to the word… hold on to the truth of what you’ve heard and read and believed, even when you are persecuted, hold on to Jesus, the true one, not the distorted one.
“I want you to remember what the holy prophets said long ago and what our Lord and Savior commanded through your apostles.
Most importantly, I want to remind you that in the last days scoffers will come, mocking the truth and following their own desires.” 2 peter 3:2-3 (NLT)
“You already know these things, dear friends. So be on guard; then you will not be carried away by the errors of these wicked people and lose your own secure footing. Rather, you must grow in the grace and knowledge of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.
All glory to him, both now and forever! Amen.” 2 peter 3:17-18
I was brave. I chose to uphold my snack and bear the consequence of bruised buttocks. (The impact of bum on tile isn’t so nice.) Just like this scripture says…
‘Keep your eyes open, hold tight to your convictions, give it all you’ve got, be resolute, and love without stopping.’ 1 Corinthians 16:13-14(msg)
Something else that should be guarded at all times… your heart! ‘Guard your heart above all else, for it determines the course of your life.’ Proverbs 4:23.
When the world throws its chaos and you find yourself in different challenges that floors you, as much as you’re in the reality of that situation, guard your heart. Don’t let negative thoughts come in, even when you’re sinking in trouble, guard your heart that houses God’s word that translates to life, that says you’re standing even when you fall… guard your heart against worry, even when the threat of eviction looms. So your world make have hit rock bottom… literally (my bottom literally hit rock in that fall), but let your heart be the one thing you save even as you see everything closing in on you, for in your heart is the word, the word that is Jesus, the word that is true even in the face of the facts, the word that saves. You hit rock bottom, well, that’s not the end, Jesus hit rock bottom in the grave, but look what happened… The resurrection! That same resurrection power works in you.
No matter how hard the fall is, save the egg!