Uncle Roger's Notebooks of Daily Life

Mmm, Toasty!

Suppose I told you that the Quiznos Toaster (you know, the big talking toaster from recent commercials) told me that I should quit my job and move my whole family to South Bend, Indiana. Mind you, I don't know anyone in Indiana, but a few other people that talked to the toaster are going. What would you think? What do you think my wife and kids would think?

Now suppose instead that I told you that God told me to pack up my things and head for South Bend? Doesn't sound quite so crazy now, does it? Or maybe it does. (Fun fact -- my mother almost moved us to South Bend when I was a kid because a church group she was involved with was going. I sure dodged a bullet there!)

The two scenarios -- God and Toaster issuing instructions -- are similar, but differ in one very key way: I've seen the Quiznos toaster. Yep, there's a Quiznos near my office and I've been in there and seen it. I've watched my sandwich go in cold and boring and come out the other end warm and toasty. It's a bonafide miracle, I tell you! Yes, I have seen the Quiznos Toaster and received its gift of toastiness.

Can't say the same for God.

Nope, never seen God, never seen any benefits of believing in him/her/it that couldn't have been just as easily acquired by believing in oneself. Now, some will say that I don't see God because I'm not really looking or because I don't want to see him. So why does God make it so hard? The Quiznos Toaster is right there in plain sight. You walk in the door and bam! you see it. No hiding in cheese sandwiches or tree stumps for the Toaster.

So all those of you who listen to a guy you've never seen, let me ask you this -- can God make your sandwich toasty warm?