Peanuts: The Bane of my Life
*This post contains a lot of
sarcasm. I’m sorry.*
I have a mild peanut allergy. It’s
fun! The other day there was a plate that had peanut butter on it in the sink and
as a result I coughed so hard that I sounded like a walrus puking, but also was
kind of “bleck” for the rest of the day.
“It was
awesome,” She said sarcastically. (I
didn’t even touch it. It just… happened.)
After getting to a point where I
could stop coughing and start speaking English again, (and opened the window)
(and apologized for not doing the rest of the dishes.) I started to realize that there must be
some good thing about having a stupid peanut allergy, and thus I decided
to blog about it.
The first
lesson that I’ve learned is that I’m not invincible. I like to think that I’m strong, brave and can take on the world,
but I can’t even do a simple task like the dishes when there is a spoon with
peanut butter on it. This does wonders to your self-esteem when you realize that.
But the truth is that I can’t do anything by my own strength. Only
through Jesus Christ who gives me strength!
I can’t stress how amazing that is
to know. Because I am so weak and I feel absolutely useless. But that’s
so not the truth! With Jesus and by his strength, I can do all things!
The second lesson
I’ve learned is that we are so intricately created and at the same unique. I’m different then my brothers. We have the same parents, live in
the same house and yet everything about the three of us is different.
I’m doing Biology II this year—which
is basically just the study of how bones and muscles work— and it’s crazy how
many parts of you need to work together just to do things like read the words
that are chilling on this screen. Your thumbs have to be able to scroll, your
fingers need to be able to press things, and the muscles in your eyes need to
be able to move across the screen. How crazy is that? At the same time
you have to breathe, your lungs have to turn air into something your body can
use, and you have to exhale. You are
so intricately created.
But then at the same time unique. You
are physically and mentally different from anyone else on the earth! You’re
different tastes in things like music and food, your fears and voice and just
the essences of who you are, is unique!
It’s amazing
how well God put us together.
The final lesson I’ve learned is although
things aren’t convenient, but they are all in God’s perfect plan.
You see, it’s not convenient to hide
in my bedroom and blog instead of eating chocolate in the kitchen with my
family. But apparently it’s part of God’s plan. There must be something I said
here, or will say in the future that God will use for his glory and to further
his Kingdom. To be honest, I’m willing to lay down all the peanut filled in the
world for that.
Although I’m shattered to know I
will never be an elephant trainer, it must be God’s plan.
And I’m ok with that.
“And we know that for those who love God all things work
together for good, for those who are called according to his purpose.”
Romans 8:28
~Rachel
Joy