Thursday, December 31st, 2009...12:59 pm
Star in an Apple
If I could get mangoes for less than a dollar each, I would buy them more often. Alas, rare is the mango on our taste buds. Instead, our staple fruit is the apple. Almost daily I slice a few Fuji or Jonagold or Granny Smiths for the lunch table.
Years ago my father-in-law bought me Swiss paring knives from Europe. I would almost call those knives friends. (I love my knives.) I always slice them in the same pattern, the same ritual (down the middle, then a little “v” to remove the stem parts, then each half into halves again, then a shallow, wide “v” to remove the core parts). In our home, apples are day-to-day.
We don’t give apples much thought. We eat them all the time. Even the preparation is the same each time, and the slices are repeatedly uniform. The same…
. . . like the Christmas story—the same Baby and manger and shepherds every year—and like the Bible, always the same.
It is a danger to approach the Word like I have done, especially with the more familiar passages. Too often I come thinking, I’ve read this before; I know this part already.
Though the Word is the same, it is living, and so am I. No matter what my life’s circumstances at the moment, and no matter where I am reading in the Bible, it can always speak something new to me.
God’s Word remains the same but is never stagnant.
How can I remind myself of this? How can I guard against a ho-hum attitude to Bible passages I’ve read over and over?
I slice the apple the other way . . .
. . . and though it is the same as the other apples, I get a different view. I see the star in the apple.
For some “apple slicing” ideas, see this post from June 2009..