PANCAKES
FOR GOD
Six year old Brandon decided one
Saturday morning to fix his parents pancakes.
He found a big bowl and spoon,
pulled a chair to the counter, opened the
cupboard and pulled out the heavy flour canister,
spilling it on the floor. He scooped some of the
flour into the bowl with his hands, mixed in most
of a cup of milk and added some sugar, leaving a
floury trail on the floor which by now had a few
tracks left by his kitten.
Brandon was covered with flour and
getting frustrated. He wanted this to be
something very good for Mom and Dad, but it was
getting very bad.
He didn't know what to do next,
whether to put it all into the oven or on the
stove -- and he didn't know how the stove worked!
Suddenly he saw his kitten licking
from the bowl of mix and reached to push her
away, knocking the egg carton to the floor.
Frantically he tried to clean up this monumental
mess but slipped on the eggs, getting his pajamas
white and sticky.
And just then he saw Dad standing
at the door. Big crocodile tears welled up in
Brandon's eyes. All he'd wanted to do was
something good, but he'd made a terrible mess. He
was sure a scolding was coming, maybe even a
spanking.
But his father just watched him.
Then, walking through the mess, he picked up his
crying son, hugged him and loved him, getting his
own pajamas white and sticky in the process.
That's how God deals with us.
We try to do something good in
life, but it turns into a mess. Our marriage gets
all sticky or we insult a friend or we can't
stand our job or our health goes sour. Sometimes
we just stand there in tears because we can't
think of anything else to do.
That's when God picks us up and
loves us and forgives us, even though some of our
mess gets all over Him.
But just because we might mess up,
we can't stop trying to "make
pancakes," for God or for others.
Sooner or later we'll get it
right, and then they'll be glad we tried...
Author Unknown
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