There can not be a more universally hated thing than burnt toast.
The smell of burnt toast brings an acrid misery to any breakfast environment, such that even a tall glass of orange juice can not wipe away its offensive pungency. This blackened bread brisket is a sure sign that somewhere you have failed, and as you scrape the charred surface into the sink with a butter knife you can only lament that your once golden toast, neglected but for a moment too long, has become an inedible shadow of what could have been.
I digress… This morning as I passed on to my son my patented technique for toaster waffle perfection (which is simply “Set toaster to MEDIUM,”) he asked me a question that staggered me with its simplicity and yet provoked me with its profundity.
“Daddy, if the darkest setting burns your toast, why did they even put that setting on the toaster?”
I marveled at this insight. Why, indeed? Is there some demographic of masochistic toast munchers that need their baked goods singed at a setting somewhere between Mt. Vesuvius and the surface of the sun before they can top it with their favorite marmalade or preserves? If so, should we even trust these connoisseurs of third degree burnt breads with plug in appliances? I think they should just stick with a danish and call it a day. This toast, in my expert opinion, is neither fit for the land nor the dunghill.
More offensive, however, than wasted toast is a wasted life. Every day you and I are presented with choices, like a tray of butter, honey, jelly and jam. We face a myriad of ways to customize our daily experience by the way we relate to people, the places we go, the way we conduct ourselves… every day is a choose-your-own-adventure story and YOU’RE calling the shots. In all this, amidst all these options, whatever you do, wherever you go, it all comes down to one of two things; have I honored God this day or have I not?
We are expected to love God, to obey Him and keep His commands. In Deuteronomy 30:19 He says, “This day I call the heavens and the earth as witnesses against you that I have set before you life and death, blessings and curses. Now choose life…”
Like the darkest setting on the toaster I do not understand why God would even make death or curses or rejecting Him an option. Clearly there are worse things to burn than toast, your soul topping the list. Beyond the “heaven or hell” issue, however, the choice of choosing life and blessings is one we make every moment, not only as we relate to God, but as we relate to one another in Love. Are we giving life in our words and deeds, demonstrating the commandments that Jesus reminds us of in Luke 10:27 when he said, “‘Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your strength and with all your mind’; and, ‘Love your neighbor as yourself.’”?
The answer is found not in religiosity, but your religion is demonstrated in the way you handle yourself toward, for instance, your family. The way you conduct yourself with other perhaps less considerate drivers on your commute. In the way you speak to your waitress at lunch when you’re anxious for your ranch dressing. In the respect and regard you give those around you, both above and below your station. In the words that casually cross your lips. In your deliberate devotion to God.
God’s Word says “whatever you do, whether in word or deed, do it all in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God the Father through him.” (Colossians 3:17)
So remember, let God’s grace shine through you, obey God in all you do, keep the toaster set to medium and set your love on high.