By Davalynn Spencer @davalynnspencer
Writing a scene for a soon-to-release Western romance, I came face to face with my heroine’s memories of her mother’s favorite saying that “all things work together for good.”
She was having trouble believing what her mother had taught.
Bad things had happened to my character. A lot of bad things, and the scripture-turned-platitude chaffed her sense of fairness.
Her less-than-perfect situation had landed her in a stranger’s home where she was trying to do her best. At that particular moment of frustration and disappointment, she decided to bake.
Flour dust tainted the air as she sifted the proper amount into a bowl. A person could choke on flour—a tasteless death for sure.
Then she added Baker’s chocolate, a bitter ingredient.
Next came sugar—everyone’s favorite, but sickening in great quantities.
Eggs followed, not exactly tasty in their raw condition.
None of the ingredients my heroine added to her mixing bowl were appetizing on their own, but when worked together, they combined to create a chocolate cake—something very good indeed.
As she poured the batter into a baking pan, she wondered if her efforts reflected what God does in our lives. He takes the bad—the less-than-perfect things—and works them together into something good for His children.
Because He is good.
If God can make light and earth and sky from nothing, and man from dirt, imagine what He can do with our wrecked lives and surrendered hearts.
And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God,
to them who are the called according to his purpose (Romans 8:28).
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