Ever spend much time looking at a kernel of popcorn?  Odds are good you never even considered doing such a thing.  Who ever takes time to reflect on popcorn?  We simply enjoy it because it tastes good.  It never tastes better than when soaked in butter at a movie theater.  My youngest and I went to the movies today.  They show a clip before the show to make you hungry for popcorn.  They were too late as we already had our safely in our seats.  Yet there I was staring at the enormous size kernels as they popped across the screen.  My mind began to wander with questions that no person should ask.


Who came up with the idea for this treat?   Did someone just happen to discover it on a hot day or in the midst of making a meal?  You would think that there was a person at some point in the past who was scared when the very first kernel erupted.  Maybe they thought it a mistake.  But when they tried eating one then they were hooked.  Then the question comes up whether or not two popcorn kernels are alike?  Maybe they are like snowflakes as each takes on a peculiar shape or size.  This is not a snack that looks like much from the outside.  You just simply learn to enjoy it even if you don't study it much.  Are there popcorn crops somewhere?  Perhaps a farmer somewhere who grows special corn for better flavor?  These are some of the thoughts that ran through my mind while gobbling down the bucket of popcorn.


Surely a sane man should have better things on his mind.  These curiosities may say more about me than the snack.  But how may trivial things take up our brain waves over the course of any given day?  Someone is quoted as saying small people are those who think small thoughts or have small ideas.  Don't know about you but it does sound like some church people I know.  We live in the day of people expecting or perhaps even demanding a congregation cater to their wants.  You can trust me on this one.  We have all of eternity at our fingertips yet our agenda seems no more logical than wondering about popcorn.  Hope that bothers you as much as it does me.


Bro. Trey