Being the child of parents who originated in “the south”, I grew up eating grits. I am not here to take up the argument about whether grits should be eaten sweet or salty, for solving that divide is akin to finding peace in the Middle East.
But I was eating some recently due to a fast, and they were the main course because they were the only course. I mentioned a fast, and as such, I was in a hurry to finish the grits, because they were good, and I was fasting.
As I ate each bite, I noticed that the grits remained quite hot as I ate them, even when I got to the bottom of the bowl. I did not eat a single bite without having to blow on them briefly to cool them enough to consume.
Since I was fasting, and desiring to hear God’s voice more readily, I am going to blame this revelation on Him. This was a revelation about church, going to church and being in church…service, not the Body of Christ…but church.
The Lord showed me how normally when I eat grits, they are a side dish. I usually enjoy them along with eggs (scrambled for me), a breakfast meat (bacon, or it’s healthier alternative, turkey bacon), and a breakfast bread, either biscuits or toast.
Consequently, the grits get eaten, but they are not consumed quickly and over the course of the meal, they can cool quite a bit. This is what I recognized about church as I ate these hot grits:
Grits are cooked in boiling water. They soak up that hot water and expand, retaining the heat in the process. When you eat them alone, they stay hot because you tend to mix them repeatedly as you go, redistributing the heat inside the bowl.
When we go to church, we should be like raw or uncooked grits. We should seek to soak up the fire (heat) that is the presence of God. That fire of the Holy Spirit equates to motivation, resolve, and passion for the things of God.
When soaking in His presence is our goal, we can then mix with others of likeminded faith (and actions) and keep that heat as the week goes on. When we treat His presence like a side dish…the heat dissipates like cooling grits.
I like grits. I like them as a side dish. But I needed to remember, that eating grits alone…will still satisfy and sustain me. Bacon and eggs, toast and whatnot are all fine and dandy. But grits are enough.
All the trappings of church, and there can be many…are fine, and can be quite enjoyable. But the presence of God is still enough. In some churches the presence is like sweet grits, in others it is salty…either way, it is grits and it still satisfies and sustains if you get it while it is hot.


