And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to His purpose.The operative words in this statement are according to His purpose. My life experience has shown me that God has His own timetable and lately, that doesn't seem to be the same as my timetable! And let's don't even talk about His purpose, because my plan isn't even on the same page. However, if I calm down, let go and look for God's plan...well, that's where the amazement happens!
This was made evident to me this evening as I read a Facebook post by my fabulous son, GW. He was the subject of an Alumni Spotlight article on the Cook Street School of Culinary Arts webpage. This story begins when GW was a senior in high school. As he thought about what he wanted to do with his life and the education that would be necessary to attain his goals, he decided that military service would be the best route. He could serve his country, make a living and earn money to pay for his education. He passed all the tests with flying colors and the recruiter said his scores were so high that he could be a nuclear physicist if he wanted. However, there was one small problem...he had a slight hearing loss in his left ear and the Air Force wouldn't admit him. Not even our senator and good friend, Saxby Chambliss, could pull the strings necessary for GW to get in. He was very disappointed. He ended up getting a Soccer scholarship to Middle Georgia College and then transferring to Valdosta State University, where he earned his degree in Criminal Justice. He wanted to go on to graduate school immediately, but wasn't sure if he wanted a graduate degree in Criminal Justice or Public Administration. In the midst of his deliberations, Christmas happened. I usually give the kids money and let them purchase what they want, but I like to have at least one gift wrapped and under the tree to make Christmas morning more fun. I looked all over town for a large cooking pot for GW, because he had borrowed mine while at VSU. I couldn't find one in any of the stores. As I searched the shelves at Lowe's for something else, I found a cookbook published by the company that makes Webber grills. It had recipes and instructions to cook everything on a charcoal grill. Since grilling had been one of Steve's favorite pastimes, I bought the book for GW. And as they say...the rest is history! He began cooking out of the book for his friends and found that he really enjoyed it. In a few months, he told me that he had decided where he wanted to go to graduate school. He wanted to earn a culinary degree. He found Cook Street in Denver, Colorado, and excelled in his classes. He did a 3 month internship in Italy after graduation, but when he returned home, he couldn't find the job he really wanted. He worked in Chicago, taught cooking classes at the Arts Center and worked for a time at Park Regency Nursing Facility. Nothing really suited him and he was truly disheartened, when by chance (or most probably, by God's plan) he found the job at Sweet Grass Dairy. A year and a half later, he couldn't be happier. To be highlighted in the alumni spotlight for his Alma Mater is icing on the cake...excuse the pun! So here I am on a Tuesday night, amazed at the plan of God and that I (and my family) are a part of that plan. If you would like to read the article about GW, you can find it at the Cook Street webpage.
P.S. For my family...take note of the distinctive "Stinson mouth" that GW displays...the family trait of biting your tongue when you are hard at work!
|Evidence that cooking is in his blood...he was assisting|
the caterer at Angie's wedding at age 10.