Just like pots and pans

It turned midnight as the last pot was washed, rinsed and placed back up on the galley rack that hung above the grill in the kitchen. The head chef, sous chef and prep assistant also hung up their aprons on the hooks by the door before switching off the lights and locking the door to the kitchen.

There had been a good turn out that night, the poached salmon, sautéed leeks and garlic sorbet had been a great hit and sold out within the first few hours of the evening meal. Although the head chef had not anticipated this, he had a backup plan to serve pasta ala nirvana.

It turned midnight as the last pot was washed, rinsed and placed back up on the galley rack that hung above the grill in the kitchen. The head chef, sous chef and prep assistant also hung up their aprons on the hooks by the door before switching off the lights and locking the door to the kitchen.

There had been a good turn out that night, the poached salmon, sautéed leeks and garlic sorbet had been a great hit and sold out within the first few hours of the evening meal. Although the head chef had not anticipated this, he had a backup plan to serve pasta ala nirvana.

Now, the kitchen cleansed and locked for the night, something magical began to happen: Each pot, pan, cup and saucer began to come to life.

It was not long before the entire kitchen was buzzing with life as coffee cups began talking to the wine glasses and several large soup pots discussed the chef’s careful preparation of their contents. While the frying pans raved about the poached the salmon the pots discussed the pasta.

“It was our final, great contribution that made the dinner a success!” said the wine glasses that had held the garlic sorbet.

“No, it was the sautéed leeks that captured our customer’s culinary imagination,” replied the saucepans.

The pots that had held the pasta boldly replied that it was their pasta nirvana that had rescued the evening from utter failure.

Soon razor sharp knives were standing at attention on the stainless counter in perfect formation, row after row. The meat tenderizers, too, were at the ready as well as several meat cleavers that were positioned to fall onto several wine glasses below.

Each kitchen utensil, pot, cup and pan thought that their way was the only true way of salvation.

In this kitchen analogy, division arises when one group thinks that they have special revelation or that their recipe to reach heaven is mixed using only their ingredients and utensils.

Today there exist many groups of well-intentioned people who, while calling and rallying for unity, exclude others who they feel do not measure up. They are blind to the fact that love is the universal ingredient that needs to be poured out, sprinkled and dashed out everywhere to everyone.

Unfortunately, God’s simple message to believe on the name of His Son Jesus Christ and to love one another (1 John 3:23) has been changed and what was the simple gospel of good news has been changed into many different gospels; inventions of men.

Logic demands that there can only be One, True and Living God. It also insists that there can only be one path to reach that God and not several roads arriving safely at heaven’s eternal home.

The gods that some create, the idols that some worship have no substance or reality to the holy and almighty God who created the universe in which we live.

The world’s religions and Christian denominations alike continue to split, divide and argue over the particular ingredients of their faiths.

However, the fact remains that there still exists only one true chef who runs the kitchen.