Friday I made two creations in the bread machine. The first were cinnamon rolls, which were incredibly yummy. I substituted almond extract for the vanilla in the icing -- and my family gobbled them up.
Then I put together all the ingredients for whole wheat buttermilk bread. Three hours later I checked, and had nothing by a glob of goo with dry flour on top. What happened? The paddle didn't effectively mix the ingredients.
I followed the same steps with both recipes. Checked myself against the recipe several times with each. Yet one was an amazing success and the other an abject failure.
Isn't that like life? In a spiritual sense you could say God was the missing ingredient. Everything was in place with the bread for a warm, fluffy, yeasty loaf of bread. Instead, I had a brick I could hardly knock out of the pan. God's been challenging me lately to examine my life and see where I'm leaving Him out of the mix.
I have the best intentions in the world. I truly want to live a life that pleases Him. But in the day to day, I sometimes fall short.
So here's to working this summer to keeping God at the center of our lives so He can whip our ingredients into something beautiful that will bring life to those around us.