Fruits of the Spirit

Today I received an email forward at work describing how Christians are like pumpkins.

The email set up a narrative where one woman tells her co-worker that being a Christian is like being a pumpkin, because...

• God picks you from the patch.
• Cuts a whole in the top of you and removes the "yucky" seeds of doubt, hate and greed.
• Then he puts a smile on your face, and puts his light inside you.

* * *

This metaphor is very odd, because...

• If God is picking you from the patch, then you're only going to reach lost Calvinists with your analogy.
• God seems to miss some of the yucky seeds.
• Smiles aren't always happy.

What about when the pumpkin sits out for a week (or three days, because no one sprayed sealer on the inside)? Or the bullies who take sick pleasure from vandalism?

* * *

But really. I'm silly for over-analyzing the illustration.

And my department's secretary is very sweet, so, I appreciated the cute email from her. Thank you, Sabrina. I smiled after I read it.