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Nov 10, 2012
Horseradish roots are not a thing of beauty. Those twisted, gnarled, dirt-encrusted tubers do nothing to entice salivation. In fact, until a sharp knife peels away the grotesque exterior and exposes the snowy white core, there is nothing about a horseradish root to suggest it may be edible.

In the obscurity of our human past, someone brave – or foolish – held one of those rugged roots and thought to himself, “I wonder what this tastes like.” If you’ve ever put a chunk of raw horseradish in your mouth, you know his thought processes slammed shut with the first crunch. It’s hard to think while gasping for air and mopping the flood of both eyes and nose.

While I have no evidence, historical or otherwise, to back this up, here is my imagining of what happened next:

Pranksters being nothing new, this individual probably dared another poor soul to take a bite. The process doubtless repeated itself as more unsuspecting people wandered by. After an unknown number of prank victims spent their time gasping and draining, one of them had a light bulb – or flint flash – moment.

This nasty looking root proved useful for clearing out the sinuses and exercising the lungs. Being humans, they undoubtedly foisted a vile concoction of the root on their children for “healthful” purposes. But somewhere along the line, one of them discovered how good it tasted smeared on a grilled burger, and the rest – as they say – is history.

When we accept Christ as our savior, we are washed cleaner than the white core of the horseradish root. He peels off the twisted, gnarled, sin-encrusted parts and leaves us fresh, sharp, and clean. We’re transformed into something useful for seasoning our world for His glory.


Cecilia Marie Pulliam said...

Wonderful post, Pegg. Great analogy, and I love your imagined story of the discovery of this tasty (once it is properly prepared) condiment.

by Pegg Thomas said...

Thanks, Cecilia! It's amazing what one can think of while grinding quarts of this stuff. :)

Melissa said...

You'd probably be one of the one's saying, 'Here...taste this." hahaha :D

by Pegg Thomas said...

You're probably right!