One Donut
/Elaine Jackson <elaine@ninjalifecoaching.com>
10:23 PM (0 minutes ago)
to me
One Donut
We visited one of my favorite places in the world as part of my birthday week celebration—Krispy Kreme. Honestly, I could live there. And I’m contemplating and mentally calculating just how much money it would take for me to bribe the owner to let me permanently take up residence in one of their back rooms. Well, at least that’s a favorite fantasy of mine…
At any rate. I digress, as per usual…the ovens weren’t cooking and the conveyor belt wasn’t running. No new donuts were being made at that moment. But…here was one lonely little donut who was left behind. I started thinking about that donut…why was it just sitting there? Was it unacceptable? Did it fail quality control somehow? Or conversely, was the donut so beautiful and perfect an employee pulled it off the line to be consumed later with a cup of coffee, relishing every bite? Or was the donut merely a recalcitrant donut, a rebel, if you will. A rogue amongst the herd of compliant donuts who blindly floated to oblivion? What was the donut’s story? I really wanted to know. And I also wanted to know why I’ve spent way too much time thinking about this donut…
Which donut are you? Without hesitation, I know I am the rebel. I am that one salmon who swims downstream when everyone else is swimming up. I am that one voice that says, “no, I’ll take a chili dog,” when everyone else wants a hamburger. I am that weirdo who questions, pokes and prods at every thought, every idea, and every conversation that comes my way. I am that ONE. And I am comfortable with being that one. I am comfortable with being that one lone donut, standing on the conveyor belt saying, “hold on a minute…I’m not going one step further until I get chocolate icing.”
At the end of the day, we all stand alone, don’t we? We all have those moments of fear, loneliness, despair, trepidation and trembling. And we also have those personal moments of triumph, faith, conquering, inclusion, and defiance. In other words, we all have those “the cheese stands alone” moments—moments either too great or too small to share with others. It’s in those moments we discover ourselves. And if we are seeking, it’s during those moments, we find God. And at that moment, we realize that though we may be sitting on that conveyor belt, alone and fearful, we are never truly alone because God is with us.
We aren’t abandoned. We aren’t destroyed, we aren’t desolate, even though we may feel all those things at once. It’s ok to feel those things. It’s also ok to walk away from those things, acknowledge our dependence on God and be that defiant donut who stands up and says, “I am enough because God says I am. I am at peace with who I am because God created me. I am loved because God gave His very own Son so that I could live. I am not alone because God says He never leaves me.”
That is how the rebel donut becomes the perfect donut—by acknowledging our dependence on the One who made us. We are never the cull. We are always the chosen.
God bless.
