Bear with me, and don’t get confused (mixed up). I wouldn’t want to whip you into a frenzy with my whirling thoughts here.
Carolyn’s birthday is December 24. Yea, I know. It’s a downer as a man to have to be thoughtful two days in a row. I was told this year that Wal-Mart was not an acceptable repository of thoughtful gifts. BUT, she did say that she wanted a red KitchenAid mixer. Let me explain my thought process.
When I discovered what it was that she wanted, my mind kind of categorized it as “large, heavy, red, metal mixer thing.” I went to Amazon’s website, since I have an Amazon prime membership there (for a yearly fee, you can have free 2-day shipping all year!). I began to search for “large, heavy, red, metal mixers.” Two mixers seemed to fit that description.
The Hamilton Beach mixer:
* Measures approximately 9 by 14 by 14 inches; 3-year warranty
* Die-cast metal stand mixer with powerful 400-watt motor and 12 speed settings
* Unique mixing head orbits around bowl as beater rotates in the opposite direction
* Bowl locks to base for stability; quick-release head for easy access to bowl
* User manual, recipes, 2-piece pouring shield, flat beater, dough hook, and wire whisk included
* Measures 14 by 8-2/3 inches by 14 inches; 1-year warranty
* 325-watt mixer with 10 speeds; 5-quart stainless steel bowl
* Tilt-back head for easy access to mixture
* 2-piece pouring shield with large chute for adding ingredients
* Includes flat beater, dough hook, and wire whip
Now, I have put some things in bold in the Hamilton Beach description, only because they stood out to my male mind. This lovely unit is bigger. It is has more power. It has a longer warrantly. And frankly, my dear, it looks more like a spaceship. The KitchenAid just looks, well, old. To top it all off, the Hamilton Beach mixer was also cheaper! (Not that that had any bearing on my final decision, honey.)
So I ordered the Hamilton Beach, got it wrapped up in birthday paper (she insists on birthday paper, not Christmas paper), and had it ready. Christmas Eve came (I mean, her birthday). She opened it. The look on her face said it all.
“This is not what I wanted,” she stated, crestfallen. (Nice word, huh? It doesn’t mean dropped toothpaste. Look it up, for those of you who doubt my grasp on the English language. I am a Scrabble terror.)
“Huh?” I said, not wanting to believe she had noticed a difference.
“I wanted the KitchenAid mixer,” she said uneasily. As she looked up, she must have detected a sheepish look on my face.
“Oh really?” I said, now uneasy, for I sensed I had a sheepish look on my face.
OK, enough of that conversation. Just know that the end result was I packed the Hamilton Beach mixer up and ordered the KitchenAid. (By the way, if you apply for an Amazon.com VISA card, you get $30 off your first purchase! So in the end, my maleness did get a little caveat.)
The mixer episode is an apt parable for our lives. In our attempts to shortcut and attain what we think we want, we often ignore what God has explicity stated that He wants from us. I’m reading John Piper’s book Seeing and Savoring Jesus Christ, one chapter a day, for my devotional/reflection time. He quotes C.S. Lewis in the preface:
A man who was merely a man and said the sort of things Jesus said would not be a great moral teacher. He would either be a lunatic – on the level with the man who says he is a poached egg – or else he would be the Devil of Hell. You can shut Him up for a fool, you can spit at Him and kill Him as a demon; or you can fall at His feet and call Him Lord and God. But let us not come with any patronizing nonsense about His being a great human teacher. He has not left that open to us. He did not intend to.
Piper goes on to say…
In other words, Jesus will not be domesticated. But people will still try. There seems to be something about this man for everybody. So we pick and choose in a way that shows He is on our side. All over the world, having Jesus on your side is a good thing. But not the original, undomesticated, unadjusted Jesus. Just the revised Jesus who fits our religion or political platform or lifestyle.
I think we all are mixed up in some ways. We prefer to get what we want out of life without considering the reality and sovereignty of Christ over all our lives. Christ is sovereign, whether you want to believe that or not. The greatest joy in my life and in yours comes at precisely the moment that we stop accumulating things we want and start listening to what the Lord really wants.
Nuff said. Oh, to follow up on the conversation… Carolyn had the gall of saying something like… “You wouldn’t want me to buy you a PC, would you?”
“No, of course not. Macs are better.” I retorted.
“Well, it’s the same thing here,” she said about the Hamilton Beach mixer. I tried to argue that that was ridiculous, and was not a good comparison, but if you’re married and a man, then you know how far I got…