Dinner tonight will mark the end of our three-nights-in-a-row BLT run. Fortunately, our family loves them. I’m using this common sandwich as an object lesson. Call it our nightly devotion. First, they learned that wife and mother is a slab of bacon. Next, they learned I am a tomato. Tonight, it’s lettuce. I think they’re connecting the dots and seeing that this sandwich has far-reaching application.
Lettuce?
Let. Us.
Let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles, and let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us. Let us fix our eyes on Jesus, the author and perfecter of our faith, who for the joy set before him endured the cross, scorning its shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God. Consider him who endured such opposition from sinful men, so that you will not grow weary and lose heart.
Lettuce completes the BLT.
Jesus completes US.
Let us be nourished by Him completely.
What a hope we have in Jesus!