Google salad recipes and the choices are limitless. And so are dressings and toppings. Then there are elaborate choices at restaurants where there is a variety to tempt any palette. Do you have a favorite? The son I lost to suicide did. His all time hands down favorite was Three Bean Salad. If I knew he was planning a visit home, I’d be sure to mix it up to marinate and chill to have a perfect blend of flavors. And then watch him enjoy.
In some ways, tossing a salad is like life. There is a little “lettuce alone”, some bitter “memory” herbs, “teary-eyed” onions, croutons for the hard experiences we face, plenty of color in our veggies choices to brighten up the day and a spritz of lemon tartness to balance the flavors in our memory banks. Indeed, we are a mix of joy, sadness and everything in between.
As in salad, we are as simple as we are complex; as interesting as we are plain. In my ministry that God and I do together, He sends me people who have also known loss and we grieve together. It’s not all sadness or it could become unbearable, but it is a mixture of all that we find in our lives. We face each day with broken-but-mending hearts, because of who He says He is. He gives us the strength to go on no matter what our circumstances are.
Like Three Bean Salad, our colors, textures and flavors get marinated together as we live each day in the strength of Jesus. And how blessed all those in whom you live, whose lives become roads you travel; They wind through lonesome valleys, come upon brooks, discover cool springs and pools brimming with rain! God-traveled, these roads curve up the mountain, and at the last turn—Zion! God in full view! Psalm 84:5-7