Gluten Free Scones, and God

Tonight I stepped up to the intimidating apparatus in my kitchen called “the oven” to bake a box of Christmas-clearance, marked-down, gluten-free scones. They looked like scones, required the same ingredients as scones, baked like scones. But did not taste like scones! Suffice it to say, I was disappointed and my kids didn’t even give them a try.  Ya know I used to be like a gluten-free scone. I looked like a Christian (wore a cross necklace). I had the same ingredients as a Christian (went to church, owned a couple bibles, attended a Christian college). But get close enough and you’d discover I was gluten-free: everything was there…but something was missing. Maybe this is you. Maybe this is someone close to you. So how did I resolve this, for myself? Well, next time, I will buy REAL scone mix. How did I resolve this in my life? One morning, when I was 23, I had an epiphany: I would no longer LOOK Christian; I would BE Christian. I didn’t want to be a head-fake anymore. I had come to the concluding conviction that I’d rather be a real screw-up than a perfect-fake. With no regrets, I’ve been working at being a real scone ever since!  If you want the real scone to stand up (YOU!) ask the Master Chef to get involved in your life–and you will!

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