“Sharing Your French Fries”
You probably thought I was going to talk about Stewardship today- I’m not- I want to talk to you about French Fries that many of you will probably be eating on the way home from church today. Each time you eat a French fry, I want you to remember this story, which is from a sermon by Rev. Rick Gillespie.
One day James wanted to do something special with his five year old son Jimmy. He asked “Son, is there anything you’d like to do right now?” Jimmy said, “I want some McDonald French Fries.” His father said, “If that’s what my boy wants, then that’s what my boy gets.” They got into the blue and white Chevy truck and headed toward McDonald’s. Little Jimmy’s lips and tongue were silently moving as he could taste the fries before they even reached the store.
His Dad made the order, and Jimmy’s heart pounded when his Dad said “Make it a super-size fry.” The father, James, took the money out of his wallet to pay for the fries and a drink. Jimmy’s little teeth were ready to sink into those hot golden fries, before they made it to the table.
When they sat down, grace consisted of “God bless this food amen”, but it seemed like way too many words to little Jimmy who was eager to delight himself with this huge blessing of French fries.
James was happy to see his little boy so happy over something so simple. He decided to join in the fun. He reached over to get a couple of Jimmy’s fries for himself.
To his surprise, his son quickly put his arms around his fries as though building a fort and pulled them toward himself and said, “No, these are mine.” His dad was in a state of shock for a moment. He could not believe what had happened.
James pulled back his hand and began to reflect about his son’s attitude toward the fries. Let’s walk together through the things that went through his mind. He was thinking, my son failed to realize that I am the source of those French fries.
At the counter, I was the one who gave the cashier the money from my wallet. I did not give him the size fry he was expecting, but something twice as big. Yet here he is talking about HIS French fries.
Not only was I the source of the French fries, he has forgotten that I at 6ft 1 and 195 lbs, have the power to take all the fries despite his little arms surrounding them as a fort. Or that if I wanted to, I could go back to the counter and bring him so many fries that he could never eat them all.
He also does not understand, “that I don’t need his French fries. I could go back to the counter and get as many fries as I wanted.”
As the Dad thought about it, one or two fries really would not have made much of a difference for him that day. What he wanted was for his son Jimmy, to invite him into the wonderful little world he had made possible for his son. He wanted his son to be willing to share the very blessing that he had provided.
God leads us to McDonald’s on a regular basis in our lives. Are you willing to share your French Fries with God in 2014?