Sunday, April 3, 2011

You Need His Chicken

We had a Sunday school picnic. They said, "Be at the park at 4:30 Saturday. Bring your supper and we'll furnish the tea."



Well, I came home at the last minute, and when I got ready to pack my lunch, all I could find in the refrigerator was one dried up piece of bologna and just enough mustard in the bottom of the jar so that I got it all over my knuckles when I tried to get it out.

And there were just two stale pieces of bread. So.......I made my bologna sandwich and wrapped it in a brown paper bag and took off for the picnic.


When it came time to eat, I sat at the end of the table and took out my sandwich. But the people next to me, well---the lady was a good cook. And she had cooked all day and she had fried chicken and potato salad and baked beans and home made rolls and sliced tomatoes and stuffed celery and deviled eggs and pickles and olives---and to top it off, two great big homemade chocolate pies.


And they spread it all out beside me, and there I was---with my bologna sandwich.


But they said to me, "Why don't we just put it all together?"


"Oh, no---I couldn't do that---I couldn't even think of it"---and I was embarrassed.


"Oh, come on.......there's plenty of chicken and pie---plenty of everything---and we just LOVE bologna sandwiches. Let's just put it all together."


So I did. And there I sat. Eating like a king when I came like a pauper.


And I get to thinking. I think of ME---sharing in the very being of God. When I think of how little I bring, and how much He brings---and that He invites me to share.


I know I should be shouting from the house tops, but I'm so filled with awe and wonder that I can hardly be heard.


I know I don't have enough love or faith or grace or mercy or wisdom---but He has.


He has all those things in abundance, and He says, "Let's just put it all together. Everything that I possess is available to you. Everything that I am and can be to a person, I will be to you."


And, when I think about it like that, it really amuses me---to see somebody running around through life hanging on to their dumb bag and their stale bologna sandwich---saying "God's not gonna get MY sandwich, no siree---not mine!"


Did you ever see anybody like that? Just so needy and about half starved to death, hanging on for dear life?


It's not that He needs your sandwich.


You need His chicken.







13 comments:

  1. Every Sunday, I eat with the Chinese speaking part of our church. They are so gracious; they would love the bologna sandwiches! Great example!
    God bless,
    Steve
    Luke 18:1

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  2. This is beautiful Clint! So well written and powerful. Thanks for sharing, it meant a lot to me. Yup we need His chicken. :)

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  3. That scene was really funny. And she brought chocolate pies too.

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  4. A wonderful post Clint with the message coming over loud and clear.

    Yvonne,

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  5. Thank you for sharing today!

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  6. This made me LAUGH !! And it is so true. God has called us to a banquet and yet ........ LOL!!

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  7. Hi Clint, I go from your blog to say hello!
    A hug my friend!

    Ciao!

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  8. I always loved this chicken story, I am glad to see you reposted it to share with some of your newer followers.

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  9. Such a great post! I tweeted you! :)

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  10. Really a great post and wonderful story. I like kindness and helpfulness.

    Have a great day
    Greetings
    Petra

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  11. While wasn't that a nice post
    Aren't you a great host
    Being all kind
    Making the cat look like a donkey's behind
    haha oh that one worked well
    And your post was swell
    Good message in the words
    For all those ummm stuck up turds
    Hey at least I didn't curse
    In my nice little comment verse

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