Chocolate Milk or White
One of my weirdest memories from grade school was right before lunch when John the janitor would wheel in a cart with precisely counted cartons of chocolate and white milk.
The chocolate ones far outnumbered the white ones. In fact, the white ones were only for those unfortunate few classmates who were allergic to chocolate.
My heart always ached for them.
Because who in their right mind would want white milk when they could have chocolate?
That reminds me of an analogy I heard once about how we are a glass of white milk and the Holy Spirit is the Hershey’s chocolate syrup.
At Baptism and again at Confirmation we get a squirt of the Holy Spirit. We have a choice to stir it up or let it sink to the bottom… to take advantage of the gifts and power of the Holy Spirit or let them remain untapped.
Once stirred up, our lives become that beautiful, delicious glass of chocolate milk. Others notice our goodness, notice that we are different, and want what we have.
Is your chocolate sitting in a glob at the bottom of your glass? When is the last time you stirred things up… brought the Spirit to life in you, lived that chocolate milk life? Because who in their right mind would prefer white milk to chocolate?
Need a spoon?
While meeting with them, he enjoined them not to depart from Jerusalem, but to wait for “the promise of the Father about which you have heard me speak; for John baptized with water, but in a few days you will be baptized with the holy Spirit.”
In him, you also, who have heard the word of truth, the gospel of your salvation, and have believed in him, were sealed with the promised holy Spirit, which is the first installment of our inheritance toward redemption as God’s possession, to the praise of his glory.
- How would you describe the Holy Spirit?
- Can you think of someone who lives a Spirit-filled life? What does it look like?
- If you stirred up the Spirit in your life, what would change most dramatically?
- What are your obstacles to living a Spirit-filled life?