God planted apples and onions, cherry trees and garlic bulbs. One is not better than another. All are useful on the correct menu.
No one wants onion pie. Well, perhaps someone does. But not with cinnamon and sugar. That's better made with apples. On the other hand, no one wants sauteed apples in their fajitas, complete with taco sauce.
One is loud. One is quiet. One is sweet. One is tart.
He made us all different, and that's alright. Don't use your personality as an excuse to force the apples to sprout onion stalks. Or to refuse to blossom because some onion told you it was wrong. A potato left above the soil will wither and rot. But plant it and it will grow more of the same.
We are all a part of the body of Christ. I am definitely not the mouthpiece but probably a finger. Don't cut off the hands because you want the feet to have prominence. Next time you itch, you'll have issues.
We must all work together to be the best person possible in the position God has created each of us to be in. What matters is if individually we are being obedient. Not if we match.
I have two dogs. Isabelle is nothing like Ginger. Ginger is strictly hands-off. She doesn’t like overt affection and doesn’t need you around except at dinner time. Isabelle, on the other hand, you can trip over, she is so close. I am continually telling her to stay where she is and not follow me, which only works for 30 seconds.
God didn’t create clones. He doesn’t expect sheep to roar and lions to baa. There are no flying snakes and slithering birds. Even considering different bird species, there are penguins and parakeets. Have them exchange places on the globe, and neither will survive. But accept that one likes ice, and the other tropical trees, and the world is a better place.
We must decide to walk in unity. When the stomach is rumbling, instead of scolding it, why not have the fingers offer it a crumb to eat that the teeth must chew and the esophagus swallow? Why not let each part be how it is and don't cram your oniony-ness down the throat?
Do all things in moderation, the Scripture says. (See Php 4:5) This means sometimes the onion could tone it down a bit, and sometimes the apple could speak up. It also means the onion and the apple can shake hands. Okay, maybe that analogy is too weird. But you get the point.
“God has meticulously put this body together; He placed each part in the exact place to perform the exact function He wanted … You are the body of the Anointed, the Liberating King; each and every one of you is a vital member.” (1Co 12:18, 27 VOICE)
There’s a time to speak up and a time to sit and listen. Even onions can soften if you add enough butter. And in the quiet of that moment, you will better hear God speak (See 1Ki 19:12), that sizzle and pop of a dish well-prepared with an aroma no one but an onion can emit.
Be bold like an onion. Be gentle like a sugary peach. Be you.
Part of a perfect meal He’s created, washed down with the water of His Word, and polished off with Grandma’s apple pie and a dollop of whipped cream.
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Suzanne D. Williams, Author