While working at Starbucks this morning, taking orders in the drive through I had to make numerous breakfast sandwiches. Yes, this is a post about breakfast sandwiches, actually it is about a key ingredient in each and every one of our little on the go greasy heart attack waiting to happen biscuits of yuck.
Eggs.
Every so often a customer gets this wonderful idea that they really don't like eggs and wish them to not be on our breakfast goodies. So I painstakingly pry the flat yellow orb off of the biscuit and toss it into the nearest trash receptacle.
Let us take a little journey back in time. Whoosh Whisk Beep Boop Bop Sploosh! (Those are time traveling sound effects. They should not be read to oneself in silence, the must be said out loud. Go ahead and do that now.)
We are now back in a very small green house. I am laying on the bottom portion of my bunk bed. You are hovering somewhere, because you really don't exist in this moment, I am just sharing it with you. It is probably 8:37 P.M. or so. I am in red Winnie the Pooh pajamas. Livingston Taylor has just sung his pajama song on my favorite vinyl record a few minutes ago. I now have my red tape recorder/tape player in bed with me. The red bundle of joy and the pride of my life, to this point, is pressed as close to my right ear as possible. Inside of the tape player is my favorite tape. I listened to the same tape over and over again. That is until I discovered Doug Hanks and then a steady rotation of both were played to death. Side A and Side B, I knew them by heart. The tape you ask? None other than Living Water. Who are they? Only the greatest band I knew at the time. My father's band. No joke! I listened to that album over and over and over again. I thought it was the best thing ever! Part of me still believes this.
Future tense...Whoosh Pop Ping Zing Blip
Starbucks. Prying eggs off of biscuits. And my mind all of a sudden races back to a little boy and his red tape recorder. A Living Water song pops into my head. One about EGGs. I begin to sing the song over and over again. The song becomes the soundtrack to the day. You say, "Eggs? Really?" Yes eggs. No Living Water was not some skinnamarinkadink children's bonanza band. They were a rock and roll band. I was once got my hands on a demo tape from before the album was actually made. Only one song that I can remember was on the tape. The title? The EGG Song. From then on the song was known as a the EGG song to me. The actual title is Every Good Gift. One moment I am ringing up customers and really not even focusing in on God, Who He is and What He has done for me and a few de-egged biscuits later I am full on worshiping God. Once again a little kid with his red tape recorder singing his heart out to Jesus. I love these moments. I love how a song can connect us to memories of our past or like today a simple egg can take me back to the past and then immediately into a state of all out worship.
I am not smart enough to figure out how to post the song on here, so I will just leave you with the lyrics. Hopefully Doug and dad are alright with this.
Every Good Gift-Doug Hanks
At the time we took our first breath
We came naked to this planet
When our breath is gone
Then it will die
Between the time that we arrive
And the that we must leave
All that we have
Has been given from on high
Every good gift is from the Lord of love 2x Woa Woa
With whom their is no changing
No constant rearranging
There's no shifting shadows with the Lord
Many are his treasures
And He gives them for our pleasure
Look around and see the Lord is good
Though we are enchanted
We take them all for granted
And never stop to thank Him like we should
Every good gift is from the Lord of love 2x Woa Woa
With whom their is no changing
No constant rearranging
There's no shifting shadows with the Lord
All that we have has been freely given by the Father
And all that He asks is that we love Him in return Oh Yea
Every good gift is from the Lord of love 2x Woa Woa
With whom their is no changing
No constant rearranging
There's no shifting shadows with the Lord
He cares for His children, Yahweh loves His little children
