"Avocado" from the neo Egyptian-sumarian "Avocad"meaning dead, cold, slimy mouse...or at least that what it felt like when the culinary terrorist at Jason's Deli declared gustatory jihad on me and planted a large piece of avocado in my chicken club sandwich. If I could find the perpetrator of such atrocities I'd introduce them to a "chicken club" or at the least a foul beating. Let us suffice that I was unprepared for the sensation of avocado in my mouth and it is probably overstatement at this point to say, "I did not like it!!" By the time I swallowed the throat zombie I felt as if I was going to be sick.
So how do we respond when we are served a dish of unexpected unpleasantness? It's funny that in spite of all the gagging and horrible visions that went through my mind after the assault of the avocado I actually finished my salad. I mean, after all, there were only two pieces of avocado in the whole thing. One I inadvertently ate because it was carefully concealed in a piece of lettuce the other I put a wooden stake (toothpick) in it's heart and exposed it to sunlight. But it wasn't an avocado salad. It was a chicken club salad. It had salad, little tiny tomatoes, chicken and bacon. (How could bacon be unclean and avocado be allowed...?). My point if there is one is that we can allow the one thing we dislike to ruin the whole thing. Or even allow the one thing that is missing to ruin the whole thing. I am not a picky eater and do not have sophisticated palate. In fact I don't usually do special orders. I eat stuff the way it arrives or I take the offending ingredient off my sandwich.
I won't stop eating salad or even stop going to the deli just because there are things there I don't like. I'll just choose not to have them on my plate and if they show up I'll set them aside. I'm almost sure people do that with me. They weigh the good and the bad and choose to tolerate the parts of me that are unpleasant and make peace with the rest. I should be better at it with others than I am. It really boils down to choosing the ingredients that I like and not focusing on or at least filtering the ones I don't like. Getting along with people, dealing with the unpleasant aspect of anything boils down to attitude, decision and choice. Romans 12:18 If it is possible, as far as it depends on you, live at peace with everyone.
So how do we respond when we are served a dish of unexpected unpleasantness? It's funny that in spite of all the gagging and horrible visions that went through my mind after the assault of the avocado I actually finished my salad. I mean, after all, there were only two pieces of avocado in the whole thing. One I inadvertently ate because it was carefully concealed in a piece of lettuce the other I put a wooden stake (toothpick) in it's heart and exposed it to sunlight. But it wasn't an avocado salad. It was a chicken club salad. It had salad, little tiny tomatoes, chicken and bacon. (How could bacon be unclean and avocado be allowed...?). My point if there is one is that we can allow the one thing we dislike to ruin the whole thing. Or even allow the one thing that is missing to ruin the whole thing. I am not a picky eater and do not have sophisticated palate. In fact I don't usually do special orders. I eat stuff the way it arrives or I take the offending ingredient off my sandwich.
I won't stop eating salad or even stop going to the deli just because there are things there I don't like. I'll just choose not to have them on my plate and if they show up I'll set them aside. I'm almost sure people do that with me. They weigh the good and the bad and choose to tolerate the parts of me that are unpleasant and make peace with the rest. I should be better at it with others than I am. It really boils down to choosing the ingredients that I like and not focusing on or at least filtering the ones I don't like. Getting along with people, dealing with the unpleasant aspect of anything boils down to attitude, decision and choice. Romans 12:18 If it is possible, as far as it depends on you, live at peace with everyone.
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