Discovering beauty in the ordinary

Discovering beauty in the ordinary

My last meal

My last meal

Yesterday afternoon I pulled out the instructions for prepping for my colonoscopy on Tuesday (yes, THAT). It was then, to my great dismay, that I discovered that today’s breakfast would be my last meal. I joked with my husband that I was going to live it up and have a huge breakfast.

When I got up this morning though, I didn’t want to bother with cooking a huge breakfast, so I had cereal. When my husband found out what my huge breakfast was, his response was “Really?” In my defense, I did also have bread with jam and some coffee after he left for church. Overall though, it was a pretty disappointing last meal.

(Ironically, I read Matthew 4 today for my devotions, where Jesus doesn’t eat for 40 days and 40 nights. It says he was hungry. He HAD to be the perfect Son of God to not get hangry*).

Breakfast this morning was just a disappointing “last meal” before a procedure. I will get to eat again – although not for another 48 hours!! (Please pray for my family J). But what would I have chosen to eat if it was truly my last or final meal of my life?

That scenario got me thinking about what other choices I would make if I knew it was my last day here on earth. Would I do anything differently? Would I change the way I interact with my family? With others around me? Jeremy and I did have to somewhat think along those lines when the doctors found the mass in my colon. It was sobering, especially for Jeremy who had talked more with the doctor about the mass when they were thinking it was cancer – even stage 4 cancer. Praise the Lord, it wasn’t, but it got us thinking.

Most of us do not think of or live each day as if it were our last because we often do not think that is a true possibility. But maybe I should live each day with this question in mind: in the end, what do I want to be known for? Being good at my job (whether that is a job at or outside the home)? Being a near-perfect parent? Having a spotless house? Being a great _______?

As I reflect on these thoughts, my soul is convicted that in the end, what truly matters is not if I was good at XYZ, but if I pointed others to Christ and lived my life in such a way that they saw it and gave glory to God. Truly, we should all do our best at being good at our job, being a good parent, having a livable house, being good at XYZ, etc. But all these should be venues to point others to Christ and bring glory to God. Even being good at “average” can do just that.

“You are the light of the world . . . let your light shine before others, so that they may see your good works and give glory to your Father who is in heaven.” Matthew 5:14 & 16

“So, whether you eat or drink, or whatever you do, do all to the glory of God.” 1 Corinthians 10:31

This is what I’m “chewing” on today . . . the only thing, in fact, since I can only have clear liquids.

 

*for those of you not familiar with the term, “hangry” is a mix of two words: hungry and angry. If you’ve never experienced that feeling, consider yourself blessed. As a borderline hypoglycemic, I deal with it too often. And since I’m not eating for over 48 hours, my family really does need your prayers! 😉


2 thoughts on “My last meal”

  • Prayers, prayers, prayers. Coming your way. God is so good and we don’t praise Him often enough for what we have. These 48 hours will fly but I know it’s hard when you are preparing meals for the others not to pop something into your mouth.

    • Thanks! I’m sending the family out to eat tomorrow for supper 🙂 That should make it a bit easier. I’m trying to get Jeremy to eat now that the kids are in bed, but he refuses to eat in front of me. What a guy! (But I am going to make him eat – don’t want him getting hangry! 😉 )

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