Sunday, 13 September 2009

Sunday Blessings - Oreos

I want to share this poem as quoted by

Dr Margaret J. Rinck
in her book 'Can Christians Love Too Much? '

Like An Oreo

What is on the inside is not the same as on the outside
The outside is hard,independent,confident,

Strong to fend off the world
The inside is soft, vulnerable,easily damaged or hurt.
The outside is like chocolate-everybody loves it.
The inside is lovable but it doesn ' think so.
The outside is responsible,caring,serving,looking to
meet the needs of others.
The inside is afraid of failure,
yearning to be special,
needing to be loved.
The outside says;"I can handle it.
I don 't need anyone."
The inside is dying for affection, seeking approval.

The outside is proving I am worth something.
I am lovable.
The inside does not love me,
does not know I am worth something.
Lord please take special care of my inside first.
(Author Unknown)
I have felt a lot like this.
Have you?

21 Fertilize my soul:

Kathryn said...

Interesting analogy.

I guess often i feel like i'm not worth anything much. But then i get to remind myself that it is not "all about me" but about God's graciousness. :)

Hope you're having a lovely day.

Olde Dame Penniwig said...

Amrita, just eat the danged cookie.

LOL. I'm horrible. Sweet and deep words just bounce off my hard head!!!

Hope you are well today! We are having DRIZZLE again today, hooray!

Amrita said...

Hi Kathryn and Penni,

I just find these words so true in my life. I 've had to deal with rejection, self acceptance and self confidence.

I am learning to trust God more and more.

Today was hot and humid Penni, but the evening is OK.

Pat said...

Yes, I often have felt like this, only the cookie has sweetness going for it, I'm afraid sometimes I lose my sweetness!

Grayquill said...

Interseting piece...I think if your human you have felt like that, at least parts of it. The older we get the outside isn't so nice or strong anymore.

Creations by Marie Antoinette and Edie Marie said...

That decribs me to a tee.I'm all soft on the inside ,but tough as nails,on the outside,and mean as a snake to my enemies.I'll spit in your face as you cut my head off.I would not give them the satisfaction of enjoying my pain.
But I am a very sweet and loving person.
Marie Antionette

Brit. (lille meg) said...

I love this bisquits. The poem was also very good.
Thank you for visiting my blog recently.
Have a blessed week! Hugs.

Carol-Ann Allen said...

Ah! I see you are into the book! Well, after your last reference to it, I ordered me a copy, I did. It even went along with me on vacation but I had to quit reading it because it was far too searching for vacation! I plan to try again, though, when I am a bit more resilient. She starts out with the cookie poem but I think (as evidenced by some of your commenters) she may have lost some personality types as readers at that point. I too had difficulty relating to the poem and seeing the Oreo as a good analogy! I felt the point made in the poem was clear but it almost put me off reading the book for fear of the author having a bent to giving artsie therapy for complicated heart issues. I closed it at the end of the second chapter realizing it was not making me a good vacation companion to the rest of the family! However, that is not because it is a poor read but because it touches on issues that are perplexing to say the least! I'd be interested to hear more of your take on it!

Buttercup said...

I like this. I know I need to remember the softness in people, even when it's difficult.

Anonymous said...

lovely poem...we can all relate to the so true words...balancing our inner and outer being is such a difficult task but still we have to keep doing it...thanks for sharing!

Amrita said...

Hello friends, thank you for your input.

Yes C-A I asked a friend to send me copy of the book and I am reading it slowly as
its not easy to read it.I liked parts of it and I think in places she contradicts herself.
But it has helped me to understand myself and the behaviour of others to some extent.

Amrita said...

There was atime in my life when i could not accept myself and I was searching for an identuty, it was then that I experienced similar feelings. But as my relationship with God has strengthened and let His hands shape me, I know what He is doing in my life.

But I 've seen tough cookies are often quite soft on the inside.

Julia Dutta said...

Seems Like my story Amrita. I suppose many of us sail in the same boat. I certainly do :(


John Cowart said...

I like your Oreo imagery, but I'm more of a marshmallow man myself.

Sherri Murphy said...

Great analogy here. And I happen to love Oreos. I'll never look at them the same again.

David C Brown said...

Well, I certainly need to be looked after on the inside first - but I could do with being a bit stauncher on the outside!

Deb said...

I love the poem! I even have a couple of those little Oreo guys somewhere in this house - probably in the bottom of Olivia's toybox!

I wish I had stopped by yesterday because I would have shared this poem with my stepdaughters. They were visiting and for a treat they made FRIED OREOS for dessert! They were scrumptious - and not at all high in calories! ha! ;)

Becka said...

The poem was Beautiful!!

Mel Avila Alarilla said...

What a profound poem about a popular brand of cookie. The author has a lot of imagination to be able o convey two different perspectives in a single piece of delicious cookie. Thanks for the post. God bless you always.

Jo's-D-Eyes said...

Hi dear Amrita,
Thanks for your nice post, I love the cookie and also the words, you are really an artist with words, Thanks for being such a friend ( your comments on my blog)

Greetings from JoAnn/Holland

Charlotte said...

Hi Armita,

Some days life makes us all feels like a double stuff Oreo cookie cake just waiting to crumble whenever a Chocolate Chip off the old block comes along to take a bite.

So sorry but I just couldn't resist such a yummy tummy temptation.