Cupcakes

I baked strawberry cupcakes tonight. The box said to fill each cup in the pan 2/3 full. I don't know if any of you have ever baked cupcakes, but I just do not know how to fill each little cup in the pan exactly 2/3 full. So, my cupcakes came out all puffed up over their little cup or they were very small due to baking shrinkage. But there was one ... one perfect little cupcake that was just round enough on top, just the right size. The kind of cupcake a momma stands back and says, "ahhhh ... the perfect cupcake!" So, I got out my cooling rack out- cooled my crazy, puffy, super small, one singular perfect cupcake - so that I could put the icing and sprinkles on each of these little guys. As I began the process of delicately removing the cupcakes, I pay extra close attention to my perfect little cherub cupcake. After realizing that delicate and removal of cupcakes are not synonymous, I turned the pan over and shook them out. Every one of those blasted cupcakes came out with extreme ease - except for the angel cupcake. That little guy was bound and determined to stay put - no matter the coaxing. I realized then ... God was speaking. Yes ... I do hear God at very random times. So many times I am that little picture perfect cupcake (or so I like to think). Not that I am EVER perfect, but sometimes my main goal in life is to be perfect in my little pan (life), giving no thought to my Lord who wants to shake me out of that hot, prison I think is safe. Life is so much more beautiful without the constraints of a hot pan - just think of the icing and sprinkles that awaits all of us if we will just remember to be puffy, super small and rather inadequate - I've found that Jesus can use me much more as a goofy lookin' cupcake then when I try to be perfect.