God is like Cheese

I have just realized that God is a lot like cheese. Cheddar cheese, preferrably white, sharp, Tilamook. But Cheese in general will do.

Now wait! I'm not crazy I promise! Let me explain!

We have a food processor thing, that also works very well for shredding whole things of cheese. You stick the whole bar/stick of cheese in this little tube sort of thing, and then you push down on it with this other plastic thing that fits into the whole, and as you push it down, this awesome gratter whips around and shreds it.

Whenever we have tacos, my mom shreds all of our Tilamook sharp undyed cheddar cheese. Then, the left over cheese gets put in a little baggie and tossed in the fridge to be used for leftover tacos and sandwiches.

I used to complain that thanks to the awesome dryness here in CO that the cheese would dry out, and not be near as good as if she would just leave it in the stick and let me shred it fresh when I needed it.

Someone asked me recently if I ever get tired of God. Like, does he ever get boring, all dry and lame. I just stood there. Like, um, I don't know. I don't think so.

I had tacos today for lunch. Be proud, I made them myself! But as I pulled out the cheese shredded yesterday (when we also had tacos) I thought of this conversation. And then as I was pulling cheese out of the bag, it kinda crumbled out of my fingers onto the tortilla. It only crumbles when it's kinda dried out.

And then as I was eating it and reading Blue Like Jazz I was loving it. And some cheese fell onto my plate, and i just scooped it up into my mouth.

How can I describe my love for cheese? It was sharp and sweet, kind of tangy, but not, you know? It kinda came to me weird. I love cheese, even when it's dried out and kinda crumbly. It's not so fresh and exciting as yesterday when it was first shredded. Because, to me, fresh shredded cheese is exciting.

And God is just the same. Sometimes, it seems like he's just the same as yesterday (because, oh wait he is) and sometimes, it isn't as exciting as he was in 8th grade when we first met up. But I love him. I love him even when I feel like I've heard Pastor Paul's message a million times over, I love him when he takes stuff away and doesn't give me what I want. I love him when he's crumbly and kinda dried out.

So no, he never gets boring. Because he might be kinda dry sometimes, (have you read Leviticus?) but he's always really sweet and kinda tangy sometimes, like when it comes to why i don't have a boyfriend. But he's always really cool, and no matter how cheese looks, whether it's dyed or not, and whether it's munster or vermont cheddar, it's always good.

So's God.