But whoever looks intently into the perfect law that gives freedom, and continues in it—not forgetting what they have heard, but doing it—they will be blessed in what they do.
The large sanctuary was nearly full of a congregation waiting in silent anticipation – what was the pastor going to do with the large glass jar full of milk? On a small table next to the milk was chocolate syrup. He explained the milk represented of our lives and the chocolate represented the Holy Spirit. When we accept Jesus as our Savior, His Holy Spirit is poured into our hearts. As an illustration, the pastor poured chocolate syrup into the milk.
The syrup slowly sank to the bottom and settled there, forming a brown layer separate from the milk. The presence of the syrup did not instantly make the milk chocolatey. So how does the milk actually become chocolatey? What does it take to incorporate the syrup into the milk?
For many years, I was intrigued by the genuine, deeply unwavering faith I saw in women – a mom finding peace after the loss of a child, a friend accepting a relapse of cancer for the third time, a single young woman continuing to pursue God in spite of her longing for a husband.
Although I believed in God – that He sent Jesus to die on the cross to forgive me of my sins, and that I was going to Heaven when I died – I found myself wanting more. I wanted my faith to be evident in the way I lived. I wanted peace when life began to unravel. Joy when circumstances didn’t work out as I hoped they would. Comfort when wounds of rejection were reopened. Courage to speak confidently about my faith. These women I knew carried a palatable presence of Jesus and I thought, I want that.
This simple yet profound illustration of the chocolate milk spoke volumes to my heart in a refreshingly clear way. Reading my Bible and praying daily had become more of a task to check off my to-do list than an intentional time of intimacy with Jesus.
I considered James 1:23: Anyone who listens to the word but does not do what it says is like someone who looks at his face in the mirror and, after looking at himself, goes away and immediately forgets what he looks like.
Was I reading my Bible in the mornings only to forget what it said through the course of the day? I begin to wonder what it would look like if my faith was integrated into all areas of my life?
God’s truth needed to penetrate my soul before it would permeate my life to produce a Chocolate-Milk life.
But whoever looks intently into the perfect law that gives freedom,
and continues in it- not forgetting what they have heard,
but doing it – they will be blessed in what they do. James 1:25
What might it look like for you to put God’s Word into action? For me, it looks like…
– trusting He has a plan when my mind wants to worry.
– refusing to believe I am worthless and unlovable.
– loving others even when I don’t feel like it.
It took intentionality, diligence, and perseverance to stir that chocolate in my milk minute by minute, hour by hour, day by day. Some days are still harder than others, but the more I allow the Holy Spirit to pour into me, the more chocolatey my milk becomes. And who doesn’t love chocolate?
Dear Jesus, thank you for the deeply sweet infusion of the Holy Spirit. Stir Your presence into ours souls, producing Chocolate-Milk lives as we fervently put our faith into action.