I just came in from my morning walk.
My devotions led me to this.
I bake a little bread now and then.
The recipes vary and the processes can be quite different.
The ingredients also change a good bit.
The atmospheric conditions are constantly fluctuating.
The mood of the baker is always a question.
But one foundational thing will have the greatest influence on the outcome.
That would be the quality of the wheat flour.
(I don’t do gluten free so it is pretty much always a grain flour of some kind.)
There is a lot that goes into those grains but this morning I got to thinking about the winnowing process.
Winnow is from the Old English. It literally means “to fan.”
A secondary definition is to separate the good from the bad.
You’ve seen the illustrations, including one used by Jesus.
You repeatedly toss the harvested wheat into the air.
The breeze gradually, gently, effectively takes away the chaff, the dirt, the dead bugs.
If done persistently you come out with high quality flour.
The kind of flour that makes for the best bread.
Maybe that’s the process we are experiencing right now.
My life certainly feels a little tossed.
Some things, and some folks, have been blown away, hopefully to a better place but blown away nevertheless.
If we get tossed persistently enough maybe the breeze will blow away the conspiracy theories that are polluting our dialogue.
If the wind blows in the right direction perhaps we will find out what matters.
If patience seasons our desires for some pure grain perhaps this tossing and blowing and separating will get us to the point that we have some high quality flour to use.
I read something somewhere about the Bread of Life.
After the winnowing was done and the dirt and death and chaff were blown away we found what was left.
Forgiveness. Hope. Love. Life.
As our Friend and I were walking and debating recipes this morning we looked around at a lot of chaff. It was especially obvious in my basket. He just smiled at me the way he does and said….
“Notice that you are still in there.”