A Hair-raising Tale? (Angel in the Kitchen)


Forget about Frankenstein’s monster or the Creature from the Black Lagoon! These guys are actually kind of sympathetic characters. Hey, wanna see something really scary?

I’m not a bad fish — just misunderstood. And look! I’ve got abs! That should count for something!

It’s a cook’s worst nightmare, something no one ever wants to see in real life! Is it that multi-legged cockroach that invaded your kitchen after stowing away in the bag of potatoes you just brought home? Shudder! Is it the trail of ants leading from the window, to that apple pie cooling on the counter, now covered with a seething swarm of hungry insects! Shiver! No, it’s something far more terrifying, something far more insidious. It’s … gulp … a human hair! Found where it’s not supposed to be: curled up on someone’s plate, lurking in a serving dish; peeking out from a casserole! Gahh-rosss!!!!

A stray hair in the kitchen or at the dining room table is not a pretty sight. Which is why chefs take precautions to keep their hair from getting into the food by wearing those cool, pouffy white hats. Cafeteria cooks are often seen wearing hair nets. And in our home, Wilma, who’s got tons of thick long black hair, carefully gathers it back in a ponytail that would make Mister Ed swoon, and ties it off before entering the kitchen — lest she violate a
universal law of cooking! Let’s face it, seeing a hair in the food can kill an appetite! Oh, the horror!

Hair. And horror. Two things that got us thinking. Recently, Wilma was encouraging a friend who had some frightful ideas about God. To set the record straight, she had to point out a few facts about our Heavenly Father. First off, God is NOT a holy terror just waiting for us to make a mistake so He can rain down fire upon us like the dragon Smaug in The Hobbit. Nor is He this strange, distant, impersonal alien entity, who just for kicks decided to create the universe, earth and people, and then abandoned His creation, leaving us to fend for ourselves.

Quite the contrary, the loving God of the Bible, the God of Abraham, Isaac and Israel, who took on human form (in order to better relate to us) and walked the earth as Jesus Christ, cares about each of us deeply. Last week we discussed how God is vigilant to our sufferings. He’s moved by our sorrows, “He collects our tears in a bottle” that He may comfort us in times of trouble.

“If you’re going to cook those, will you PLEASE put on a hair net!”

Furthermore, our Heavenly Father is not a deadbeat dad. He didn’t create us and then walk out the door. “God is not human, that he should lie; not a human being, that he should change his mind. Does he speak and then not act?” (Numbers 23:19 NIV) Never!

Indeed, “…God has said, ‘Never will I leave you; never will I forsake you.'” (Hebrews 13:5) And the Psalmist wrote, “Even if my father and mother abandon me, the Lord will hold me close.” (Psalm 27:10 NLT)

How close does God hold us? Close enough to gather every tear. How much does God care about you? Enough that He wants to be with you ALL THE TIME, involved in every aspect of your life. God is so observant, so personal, so caring, so concerned, and He values you so much that He even numbers “the hairs on your head”! (Matthew 10:30)

Which brings us back to the beginning of this post: speaking figuratively, with God being this careful about you, you’ll never have to fear a “stray hair” in life. God is watching over you and HE CARES! Cling to His promises. Run to His loving arms! “Give all your worries and cares to God, for He cares about you.” (1 Peter 5:7 NKJV)


Night and the Kitchen (Angel in the Kitchen)


Some little time ago the sun disappeared behind the line of trees bordering our home, and now the whole world — or so it seems — has been plunged into darkness. Night has fallen. Silent and impenetrable, like a heavy suffocating shroud.

In our kitchen, also, darkness covers the countertops and veils the cabinets. We can easily imagine the appliances all slumbering, each of them tucked away … waiting for a new dawn.

And yet, there’s a ghostly light, glowing faint and green. It manifests itself as a set of cryptic numbers, which appear to hover motionless against the night … until a single digit changes … advancing the time, keeping track of the long hours before the faithful sun reappears in the east.

“2:10 a.m.” announces the clock above the range. Unseen by us, Sparky (the gas range) has been keeping watch. While most of the surrounding world sleeps, he lies awake, maintaining the optimum pressure of propane in his lines, ready to flame on at a moment’s notice, should one of us need him in the wee hours. Perhaps he’s contemplating the fried eggs he’ll help to prepare in the morning; or perhaps he simply lies quietly, sensing the presence of another appliance huddled in the darkness, biding its time till breakfast.

Sparky flashes the time — 2:11 a.m. — to his patient kitchen mate, Mr. Keurig, who’s been keeping the water in his reservoir nice and hot, lest he be unprepared to make us cocoa after we suddenly awaken from a bad
dream. He gently whispers a prayer that sounds like the swish of an angel’s wings; and Sparky smiles, knowing his friend has had too much caffeine!

From across the room a dull groan pierces the darkness, followed by a startling ket-chunk!  2:12 a.m…. Fridgey has been making ice all along, while preserving the foods entrusted to his care! Like Sparky and Mr. Keurig, he never sleeps. He stays on duty 24/7, patiently waiting, preparing, preserving, and protecting throughout the night.

These angels in the kitchen are always ready to spring into action at a moment’s notice. They understand we need them, and never need a lot of coaxing to meet our needs!

In life, too, “night” has a way of creeping in. We suddenly find ourselves facing difficult problems, and the future starts to look black. The Son (of God) seems to have disappeared for a time, and we can sense a spiritual darkness falling around us “Silent and impenetrable, like a heavy suffocating shroud.” We feel alone, perhaps even fearful, and we begin to doubt everything we know and believe in.

But we’re never alone in the dark hours of life. God is always present — even if we can’t see Him or feel His presence! And like those faithful appliances in the kitchen, He’s always working on our behalf, looking out for our best interests, constantly able and ready to “supply all your needs from his glorious riches, which have been given to us in Christ Jesus.” (Philippians 4:19 NLT) And (as Mr. Keurig seems to know) He’s only a whispered prayer away!

Our Heavenly Father encourages each of us to “Call to Me, and I will answer you, and show you great and mighty things….” (Jeremiah 33:3 AKJV) Furthermore, He’s always listening and answering — 24/7 — because He never sleeps. (Psalm 121:4 NLT) Instead, God quietly and patiently continues to care for us throughout our darkest hours.

So when the night closes in, call out to the Creator of the Universe. Like Fridgey, Sparky and Mr. Keurig, the Lord is always present, always
vigilant, always “preparing, preserving, and protecting [us] throughout the night.” Never lose faith, and never forget: “The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness can never extinguish it.” (John 1:5 NLT)

A new day will soon dawn. Start it — and every day — by looking up! Look to God both day and night, remembering He’s always on the job! Follow the example of the Psalmist, who wrote: “I lift up my eyes to the hills…. [Because] My help comes from the LORD. …He who keeps you will not slumber. Behold, he who keeps Israel will neither slumber nor sleep.” (Psalm 121:1-4 ESV)