One Saturday evening, after a busy day working around the house, we decided to go out for supper. Of course, I was thrilled not to have to cook, especially since I had done something very unusual and cooked breakfast that morning. I've discovered that you can cook bacon in the oven if you have one of those Pampered Chef stoneware baking pans, making it much easier and less messy to cook. Just bake it at 425 degrees for about 25 minutes. But, I digress.
I grabbed my purse from off the stovetop, swung it over my shoulder, and headed to the car. The three of us piled in, and I set my purse down where I usually do, on the floor of the car by my feet. As we drove, we discussed our day and talked about where we might want to eat. Somewhere in the back of my mind, I was vaguely aware that I didn't seem to have as much foot room as I usually do in the car, but the thought didn't even come all the way into the forefront of my mind. Like I said, I was just happy we were going out to eat!
We got to the restaurant and hopped out of the car. I hung my purse over my shoulder, as always, and we walked into the local eatery, waving to people we knew as we made our way to an empty table. We approached the booth, and as I swung my purse into the seat, something shiny and round caught my eye.
I recognized it immediately. It was a burner cover from my stove. But what in the world was it doing on my purse? Turns out, when I cooked that bacon earlier in the day, my purse, which had been sitting on top of the stove all day, had melted onto the burner cover. This is what I carried into the restaurant that evening...
Yeah, that's right. I carried my purse with a burner cover stuck to it into a crowded restaurant. And while I walked in with such confidence, I walked out hoping nobody would see me and my rather bizarre-looking accessory.
I'm sure there's a spiritual application here. Maybe something like when we think our sin is hidden, we walk around in confidence and without shame, but when our sinfulness is brought to light our first response is to try to hide it.
Or maybe people just shouldn't leave their purses on the stove top when they're cooking bacon in the oven.