I had an epiphany today.
My hands busy, scrubbing dishes.
My mind wandering to this new thing in my life called celiacs.
Someone with celiacs has to avoid so many things. One little spec of gluten is enough for the small intestine to go balistic.
This means that you can’t use pans that have had gluten in them.
If a plastic tub has had any gluten in it, it is forever contaminated.
Non stick pans as well……
Forget about eating out, just having food prepped in the same kitchen with gluten is enough to ruin that food for a celiac.
“Did you know?” my mom said to me as I was baking cream cheese bars as this whole celiac thing was beginning to whirl around us,
“that when you use flour, it doesn’t fully settle for twenty-four hours?”
I rolled my eyes then.
It sounded crazy how careful a person has to be.
Yeah….my mom was crazy….this can’t be what having celiacs looks like.
My stomach is starting to convince me otherwise.
I remember the Israelites….studying Levitus and Numbers last year, I learned about all the many laws God gave to them. Laws that were meant to show them what holiness looks like, that they couldn’t keep all of them, that they needed a Savior.
For sin separated them, us…from God.
One little speck of sin is enough for us to not be worthy to be in the presence, to be in communion with God.
Just like one little speck of gluten is enough to make a celiac double over in pain, one little sin is enough to send us to hell.
I close my eyes, so thankful that the story doesn’t end there. My mom, brother, sister and I will live with celiacs for the rest of our lives.
This disease a constant reminder of the holiness God demands but we can’t obtain.
We need a Savior.
Jesus coming and atoning for that sin on the cross. Washing us clean from all of that sin, so we can be holy.
I am thankful, overwhelmed that God would choose to give us that ever present picture of how much we need him!
I am looking forward to the day when I will be changed, “in a flash, in a twinkling of an eye” and I will be given an imperishable body…one that can handle gluten.
But for now I will cling to Jesus as my mom put it so simply yet profoundly….”I don’t need bread because Jesus says He is the bread of life”.