Sweet or Sour

My grandmother was the best cook. We grandchildren believed that unequivocally.

She didn't always have the most beautiful cakes, rolls, or what have you, but it always tasted good. As the saying went, the proof was in the tasting.

A missionary friend of mine, telling about her first years in a foreign country commented that she remembered looking in a bakery window at what appeared to her the prettiest cake...

In getting the cake home she realized that most foreign countries don't use the same amount of sugar that we Americans do.

That seems to be standard. And like the story of the young woman who forgot to put sugar in her rhubarb pie—what a rude development that is.

Life is like that at times. I've seen things that are real pretty...I've got several pieces of jewelry, for instance.

They look nice, but after wearing them a few times I noticed the chain turns my neck a different color. Or the color starts to wear off the 'stones'.

The truth is in the wearing, you could say. People can be like that as well. Jesus told the parable of the Sower and the different hearts, the different soils.

In Matthew 13:18-23 you can read of this parable. We know the truth of different hearts. People who look good on the outside aren't always what they seem on the inside.

"The heavens declare the glory of God; and the firmament sheweth his handywork. Day unto day uttereth speech, and night unto night sheweth knowledge. There is no speech nor language, where their voice is not heard. Their line is gone out through all the earth, and their words to the end of the world. In them hath he set a tabernacle for the sun, Which is as a bridegroom coming out of his chamber, and rejoiceth as a strong man to run a race. His going forth is from the end of the heaven, and his circuit unto the ends of it: and there is nothing hid from the heat thereof." (Psalms 19:1-6 KJV)