Saturday, November 29, 2014

When the lemons are rotten...

There are times when you hear a knock at the front door of your life. 

You open the door, 
look down onto your front stoop, 
and see that you've been given a "gift". 

A big-ol-basket, covered with a cloth, which when pulled back, reveals a pile of bitter, shriveled, foul, and rotting lemons. 

Lemons meant to turn your life sour. 

Lemons meant to put a bad taste in your mouth.

Lemons who's stench is meant to fill your nostrils and shift your focus away from all the wonderful things you've already been given. 

Lemons meant to make you think that "bitter" and "foul" and "sour" is all you'll ever have... and perhaps, all you'll deserve. 

But then...

Just as soon as you realize the awful weight of this "gift", you feel a tap on your shoulder. 

Behind you, in the most loving and gentle voice, you hear: "May I?" 

YES. Oh Yes PLEASE. I can't make anything good out of this putrescence on my own. 

"I just so happen to have the most AMAZING recipe for lemonade that you've ever tasted. 
You got that basket of vile, repulsive lemons, and what you aren't able to see is that they are the very things I can use to create something delicious and refreshing just for you."

He steps past you, reaches down, and ever so carefully lifts the basket of filth. 

As it rises from the ground and comes up near your face, you cant help but notice that a few things have changed...

What was once a sloppy, drippy, stinking mound of vile rot... has been transformed.

Changed in an instant into the most fresh and gorgeous, large and glistening lemons you could ever imagine. 

Bright and beautiful, sweet and delicious. 

Now, as good as this moment is, knowing you are rid of the poison and will soon be enjoying lemonade so delicious that it will defy description, it doesn't stop here. 

"Now, you know that I love you, and I do this in part to help you understand that very fact, but, it doesn't stop there. It's not good enough that you just simply sit back and indulge in my love for you, but you've gotta share. Other people need to see that their lemons can be transformed just as yours have, and you get to help me show them". 

I've hung onto my basket of rotting citrus for longer than I care to think about, hoping along the way that maybe I could make something good of it on my own. I was so very wrong to think so. Once I surrendered my basket to the one who cares for me, here I sit, about to enjoy some pretty phenomenal lemonade... and not just enjoy it for myself, but share it with as many people as I possibly can. 


Genesis 50:20 
You intended to harm me, but God intended it all for good. He brought me to this position so I could save the lives of many people.

Though I would never have chosen to go through any of the struggles I've had to walk through during my lifetime, you better believe that I'm gonna enjoy me some lemonade soon, and do anything and everything in my power to help other people see that they can have lemonade too :) 

Happily and thankfully and so many other wonderful things,
Emily