Friday, February 4, 2011

The Kitchen Aid Mixer

Soon after we were married, I developed a burning desire to have a Kitchen Aid Mixer.  I loved making homemade bread and cinnamon rolls but hated kneading the dough and just knew that a Kitchen Aid Mixer was the answer to all my problems!

Unfortunately, my husband didn’t share that same conviction.  (At least I didn’t think so and they were pretty expensive for our one salary income.)  So as the years went by with no mixer in sight my burning desire became a blazing inferno.

I love my husband dearly but God bless him, he wasn’t very good with follow through in those first years of our married life.  He started many projects in our house but it was a long time before any were finished.

During this time a young couple moved in next door.  Our houses were extremely close and I could look through my kitchen window right into their dining room and on into their kitchen.

They were a really nice couple and we began to develop a friendship.  They weren’t married at the time they moved in and began fixing up their house.  About a year later they got married and then a little time after that she became pregnant.  In one of our conversations she told me that she was really excited because they only had one room left to finish in their house.  And I thought, “Wow, I’d just like to have one room done!”

I went back to my house angry with God.  They were not following the “rules” and look how they are being blessed.  And here we were, Harold and I, following the “rules” and look where it got us – nowhere!  (Could I be any more self-righteous?!)

The final straw came one day when I was happily cooking away in my kitchen and looked into their dining room and on into their kitchen . . .   What was that sitting on her kitchen counter?  Was that
a . . .?  No it couldn’t be?!!!  It was a KITCHEN AID MIXER!   And right then and there (I’m sorry to say) standing in my kitchen I through a full blown hissy fit!

“Why did she have that?  She never cooks!  She’s too busy working; she doesn’t have time to use a kitchen aid mixer!  I could go over there and “borrow” her mixer and just never give it back and I bet she would never even miss it.”

A few days later I went over to her house and she told me that she was going to have to work full-time and that she needed daycare for her child.  I felt God whisper, “So Kristi, are you willing to give up the privilege of being with your children for a Kitchen Aid mixer?” 

Well, when you put it like that I guess a Kitchen Aid Mixer isn’t all that vital to my happiness. . .

The more important thing that I needed to look at was what was I really saying about God?  God you’re not good enough.  You aren’t big enough, strong enough or great enough for me.

Proverbs 14:30 says, “A peaceful heart leads to a healthy body; jealousy is like cancer in the bones”.

That’s what jealousy was for me a cancer eating away at the happiness and joy that God had desired for me.  I was choosing to settle for a Kitchen Aid Mixer when God had so much more to give me.  What about you?  Are you settling for something less?    

In the words of Stephen Curtis Chapman are you playing Gameboy standing in the middle of the Grand Canyon, are you eating candy sitting at a gourmet feast, or are you wading in a puddle when you could be swimming in the ocean?


  1. So, did you ever get that Kitchen Aid Mixer? Nicole has one, and she makes the best homemade bread and cinnamon rolls too (although I haven't had one of those yet).