Friday
night Vickie and I want to Anna’s for dinner – she had a Greek salad and I had
an eggplant pasta dish. Both were great, both overflowed their plate. I could
have easily eaten one-half and taken the other half home – I was aware of this
when I first saw the plate, I was aware of this as I was eating, I was keenly
aware of this as I approached the halfway point on the plate.
As
I approached the halfway point I was getting full, in fact I was getting quite
full. But, I reasoned that it tasted so good and I had eaten so wisely during
the week…and then there was Vickie. She was lagging behind in eating her salad
and what was I to do? It wouldn’t be right for me to stop eating and watch her.
Oh, I guess I could have stopped eating and talked a bit more – but would she
have wanted to hear a monologue on history or theology? No, I could not do that
to her. So I ate.
When
I arrived at the three-quarter point of my dinner plate I thought about saving
that last section, of taking it home, of having it for lunch on Saturday. But
then, I was getting close to finishing it, and was there really enough for
lunch? It seemed a small thing to just go ahead and finish it – after all, it
was so good, so tasty…and I had eaten wisely during the week.
On
the way home I complained of being full. After we arrived home I complained of
being full. I also questioned my wife’s love for me, surely if she loved me she
would not have let me eat the whole thing – why hadn’t she intervened?
The
next morning (Saturday) I lamented that I had eaten so much. (Do you get the
picture?)
This
morning (Sunday), as we left the church parking lot Vickie said to me, “That
message was for you.”
I
looked at her, “Really, oh that’s great.”
“Yes,”
she said, “I was thinking about you during the sermon.”
“Well,
I was thinking about me too and about Friday night. But still, you really think
the sermon was for me?”
She
replied, “Well, you’ve been talking about it.”
The
sermon was on a subject I’ve not ever heard preached after almost five decades
of following Jesus. It was masterful, well done, and thought provoking. I’ll be
thinking about the facets of the message for some time to come. For sure the
next time I’m at Anna’s and order a dinner that is large enough for two meals I’ll
think of this message.
The
message is part of a series focused on the Seven Deadly Sins; today’s sermon
title was Gluttony. It’s great having
a wife who will just get it out in the open by saying, “The sermon was for
you.”
Well,
she said it in love, she said it somewhat amusingly…and in fact she said what I
was thinking. Just another reason why Adam needs Eve.
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