collard-greensRecently Emory and I were in the kitchen having our bedtime snack. I was spooning vanilla yogurt into my mouth as I watched him reheat some of the collard greens that he had cooked earlier in the day. I smiled as I experienced that serendipity moment once more. Emory is collard greens, I am vanilla yogurt.

Emory loves to rip logs into firewood with his chain saw, or tramp through the woods to see what’s there. Me? I’m happiest when I’m at the computer composing, or have a favorite book to read. He loves bluegrass music, I love classical. He is shy in crowds, I am comfortable. He can tell wonderful stories while my tongue starts moving before my mind gets in gear. He is a mountain man and I’m a bit of a square. How different we are. Yet we are best friends!

vanilla-yogurtWhy? It’s because we've learned to be tolerant of each other’s differences, to give the other person their own space, and to try to have fun in every circumstance. If it has no eternal consequences we don’t sweat it

How are we alike? We are both born again believers, saved by the precious blood of Jesus. We love God with all our heart, soul and mind, and strive at all times to fulfill God’s purposes for our lives. We prefer simplicity and solitude. We adore children, all children, and as senior citizens who are past the energy to keep up with them, we have been given a dual ministry of intercessory prayer and encouragement for all kids and their families.

In spite of our differences God loves us and desires to have a personal relationship with us.  And how like Him we should aspire to be.  In Ephesians 5 Paul compares marriage to Christ and the church.  We are commanded to love one another fervently, to not play favorites, to overlook each others faults, and to esteem others better than ourselves.  (Romans 12; James 2)  Our goal should be to care about every member of our church family, as well as hurting people outside our doors.  What unity we would have if we stopped trying to cram others into our mold! How many lost, hurting souls would we influence if we remembered that some folks are vanilla yogurt while others are simply collard greens?

“No man has the authority to make his conscience the rule for his neighbor’s conduct.” – Charles Finney.  “Who are you to judge another’s servant?  To his own master he stands or falls.”  Romans 14:4a

~ Rebecca Somoskey
(reposted by son Bill W. – Originally published in 2006)