Saturday, January 21, 2012

Crockpot Living

So I went shopping this week. I had met with a friend who spoke to me about making chicken soup in the crock pot. Took a few days to purchase what I needed, but I thought about it for awhile. Once I found the right stuff, I rinsed the whole chicken and put it in the crockpot overnight. It cooked and bubbled in pure water...spring water actually. I woke up several times overnight, smelling it and wondering what I was smelling. I worried about it, but left it alone. Then in the morning I pulled it out in pieces. It was so moist and tender that it just fell apart. But it wasn't done yet. I put it back in, all shredded, and added more ingredients and cooked longer. I took some out for lunch and put the rest in the fridge. A couple days later, I pulled it out again and added more spice to it. I may add some rice to thicken it, but I'll keep it in the crockpot to reheat.

That's us. We're in the crockpot and God's adding new spices and new vegetables. We'll cook for a bit, pour out, refill, cook more. All this is good. It produces tenderness. It prepares us for the situation so we're just right. But nobody said it wouldn't hurt. It does. Thankfully, we're not alone! There's lots of other veggies in the pot to bump into.