Have you ever taken a handful of carrots and upon eating them, realized that they taste like dirt, a bitter earthy aftertaste? Have you purposefully taken another handful in hopes that they would taste better, be more luscious and fresh? In that circumstance, have you debated eating the last one because the carrot you just ate was one of those coveted luscious ones? As I sat at my computer Tuesday eating baby carrots from the bag, I came upon that situation. As I debated the merits of getting my daily recommendation of vitamin A and beta carotene, the thought came that this last carrot could actually be better, more luscious and watery fresh, than the last one I ate. I was also rather hungry at the time, because thinking is quite hungering work, especially when the topic is food. 
How many times do I think about that sort of thing in a spiritual sense? Suppose God has blessed me with a luscious carrot experience but He asks that I move on to the next chapter of life, the next carrot. In the back on my mind, I always weigh the consequences and cost of what I do. I ask myself “is this carrot going to taste delicious or like dirt?” That apprehension causes me to be indecisive, even when I know that the new thing is something God wants me to do.
School this semester was just one of those situations that I was apprehensive about on a number of levels. How would I get back into it? Would I still have time to do all the other stuff I need to? …want to? Would I be overwhelmed by the suddenness of constant activity, of having to apply myself to learn something after not using my brain quite in that capacity for eight months? All of those questions were answered this week with the beginning of the semester. Getting back into “it” will require me to make sacrifices, as with anything. I still have time to do the things I need to, but the wants can and should be cut back a little bit, prioritized. As for applying myself to learn, that is like riding a bike it comes back to you. Or maybe, it’s like my memory- triggered by being thrown into similar circumstances. Or a combination of both.
In any case, do you have carrots that you aren’t eating for fear that they will taste bad? I did, until I chose to go for it, and I have a feeling that this next carrot is going to be more luscious, more watery, more fresh and delicious than the last one.
JA Menter 3
“Taste and see that the Lord is good; Blessed is the man who trusts in Him.” Psalm 34:8
And then there’s the opposite–a sweet carrot that left a bitter aftertaste, that has soured you on eating carrots again lest you be disappointed a second time.
Good Read. I’ll look forward to your next piece