One Sunday morning in a small church, the new pastor called on one of the older deacons to lead the closing prayer. The deacon came up on the podium, stood by the pastor, bowed his head and said, "Lord, I hate buttermilk!"
The pastor opened one eye and wondered just where this was going...
The deacon continued, "Lord, I hate lard!"
Now, the pastor was totally perplexed...
The deacon continued, "Lord, and I ain't too crazy about plain flour neither, but after you mix em all together and bake em in a hot oven, I just love biscuits!"
"So Lord, help us understand when life gets hard, when things come up that we don't like, and we can't figure out what you are doing, that we just need to wait and see what you are making. After you get through mixing and baking, it'll probably be something even better than biscuits. Amen!"
Romans 8:28
