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I am a Club Med member, which means nothing except that I’ve been exposed to heavenly-sinful, deliciously sweet butter-toasted slices of white chocolate bread. It’s served warm with white chocolate morsels neatly nestled within the pockets of the thick dips of rustic bread. OMG! A Club Med vacation means that we get to toast this bread for breakfast and add a little butter; and for dinner we toast it and add ice cream. Then, we’d grab a piece on the way out for a snack. M-M-M…

My mom makes a gourmet Jiffy cornbread. That’s right! I typed it. GOURMET JIFFY CORNBREAD! She starts by putting a little oil in the pan, placing it in the oven and while the oven heats she begins mixing the ingredients listed in the recipe- which, by the way, is never used. In addition to the contents of the sky-blue box, she eyeballs it and adds a lil more oil and a lil more cornmeal and a lil more sugar to balance that extra cornmeal. Once the oven is hot, she retrieves the lightly oiled pan and begins pouring the mixture into it. This produces the sound of a light sizzle. No sizzle, then the pan isn’t hot enough to bake the bread with the crunch-ity edge. Whether you like it light skinned or medium brown-brown, all that’s missing is a little butter. Cuz butter makes it all better. M-M-M!...

For 1 week of just about every month I gotta stop by Publix to get me some Publix doughnuts when they’re fresh(which is the only time I get them). They’re fluffy and soft with a thin coating of sugary icing on the top. It doesn’t need it on both sides like those itty bitty diabetic doughnuts from Krispy Kreme, because the Publix doughnut dough is just sweet enough. M-M-M… (huh Deuce?)

My absolute favorite – the Stone Puppy. It’s only served at the best steakhouse in Atlanta - Stony River. Defined: a stone puppy is a perfectly symmetrically cyclical airy puff of poppy seed dough lightly fried. Its center is softly supple, while its outer shell is gracefully crisp just so as to facilitate a roll of the honey butter that accompanies it.

To say the least, bread is one of my weaknesses. Then I get hit with Matthew 4:4- But He answered and said, “It is written, ‘Man shall not live on bread alone, but on every word that proceeds out of the mouth of God.’” M-M-M! (smh) And to add insult to injury to my soul, this is “red letter” writing, by Jesus Himself, while He was fasting no doubt. It was His response to Satan as he tried to tempt Him. (smh) Mind blown!

There is an answer for EVERYTHING in the Bible. But, I think believers can be too lazy or too stubborn to really search to find true and relevant answers for EVERYDAY challenges.

When I was making the decision to EAT TO LIVE instead of living to eat, I had to grapple with this truth. To the “naked eye” it doesn’t make sense. If we don’t eat, we die. However, the butNaked eye sees all kinds of convicting, transformative Truth.

I’ll start and end with the Truth about the Truth – or the Truth about Jesus. Can’t you see it. Exiting Jesus, He’s about the die. He’s in the midst of completing what He was created and called to accomplish. Every demon in hell celebrating, throwing a formal shindig because they were able to capture, torture and kill the Son of God. They’ve positioned themselves in a parallel world surrounding the hill at Calvary.  They’re close enough to spit at Jesus. Every angel in heaven postured to wreak havoc on every person on earth and/or demon in hell. In war mode, positioned to blindside the demonic forces while they celebrate the miraculous feat of killing the Lord of All. The undefeated, warring angelic host simply wait. They eagerly salivate to avenge the pain inflicted on their king, only to be utterly disappointed by His last, very…last… breath.

Jesus is often praised for His ability to accomplish what must have taken such effort. His sacrifice is often cheapened to the tune of ignoring the fact that Jesus is human.

However, to also acknowledge the sheer power in His very name, Jesus is also LORD. He also possesses the power to obliterate everything with a thought. He could have destroyed every person who even thought about touching Him with a whip, a hammer or their spit. He could have taken a breath and leveled every person that touched him. Instead, he resists, forbears, and endures the agony; and allows creation to murder the Creator. I see incredible power to restrain himself. M-M-M…

What was His motivation? One very complicated word…love.

Jesus’ love for us motivated Him to die so that we could have human access to the Father and His Spirit. In this way, if we apply Jesus’ blood to our ability to be disciplined with something as simple as eating because we love what Jesus loves – ourselves, then bread won’t mean sh…Nothing! (LOL) Therefore, even restraint becomes holy and His Word becomes flesh as we obey it when we Eat to Live. Imagine what would happen if we had a generation of people who did this for every decision.

To show you how it works- I swear I had to do this last night: Headed home, Publix is on the way. Do I go home and eat an apple?...Or do I make a quick stop? (smh) Remembering to listen to that still small voice is the only thing that helped me to go STRAIGHT home.

I am Tifiny and iambutNaked…

Tifiny Johnson