Roasted to Perfection

He who distinguishes the true savor of his food can never be a glutton; he who does not cannot be otherwise. - Thoreau

When we pass through the fires, we need not be killed.

Instead, we are roasted to perfection.

Turned on the spit of legitimacy.

Cooked over hot coals of purification.

Sacrificing that which is to be transformed.

What was abhorred becomes wanted.

We become a delicacy to God's rich palette.

A unique, savory delight to Heaven.

A rich repast for all of creation.

Our places reserved at faith's table for eternity.

We are not in Hell, the Hell is within us.

That which we seek, we become.

Until the day we are done ...

Author's Note

"There should always be some flowering and maturing of the fruits of nature in the cooking process." - Thoreau

Reviews

[Samuel Dickens]

You've given depth to the process of aging/acquiring wisdom. More in tune with this theme, I've heard the term, "well seasoned" used. Being one who's seen quite a few winters and also likes to cook, there's much here to ponder and (forgive me) chew on.

[Pete]

well stick a fork in me and pass the barbecue sauce. love the term you mention (why didn't i think of that) - pretty much captures the entire essence. thank you Samuel ... :)