Orange county is fancy. Since moving here I’ve discovered valet at the grocery market, gym, or shopping mall isn’t a luxury, it’s a common oddity. Things like doggy doodoo bags are at every park, living complex, and outdoor gatherings. So personalized televisions on cardio equipment at the gym shouldn’t be anything new, but to me, I’m mesmerized.
Paradoxical as it may sound, I love watching the Food Network while running, climbing stairs, or riding the elliptical trainer. I get to burn calories and think of all the ways to eat them back. Like I said, it’s paradoxical. And pathetic.
Oh, but Lord have mercy! I had no clue someone could kill my entire food palette simply by watching bad food being consumed. Don’t get me wrong. Nigella used all ingredients any Mexican grandmother would use—cilantro, tomatoes, onions, tortillas, black beans—but how she assembled them would’ve made any Aztec matriarch roll in a grave. Seriously.
The woman made Mexican lasagna?! An affront to every Italian and Mexican grandmother who labors in hot kitchens preserving all that is holy in the world of food.
To give you a hint of the travesty, she used ketchup in her salsa. She. Used. Ketchup. [insert gasp here]
All this led me to think about a conversation I had with a friend about the way people do church. The very thought of a fog machine during worship is anathema to some. The thought of a robed choir and organ is liturgical to others. Some believe systematic bible teaching is the only way studies should be given. Others, topical messages is the dispensation of choice. The ingredients are the same—bible, music, prayer—but the preparation is different.
I’m quite tired of hearing religious folks yelling out that they have the right way of doing church. How do we know what the right way is? Was anyone around during Acts 2 church to model what the early church looked like? Can someone show me in scripture that an organ is the correct way to worship?
We won’t know until we get to heaven who was doing it right. But until then, can we concede to rightfully respect individual liturgy while holding true to our own? That isn’t a rhetorical question. I’m seriously interested to see if it’s possible.
Convicted by my own conclusions, I decided to let Nigella and her English dinner guest get away with munching on salsa made with ketchup and Mexican lasagna… that is, until I show her how Mexican food is really made 😉
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