What’s Wrong With My Potato

What’s Wrong with my potato? Well, there is nothing wrong with it. It’s just BEING a potato.

I decide to have a fun simple experiment with my potato that was growing roots and new shoots with tiny new leaves. Without explanations or any directions, I would just walk up to someone and show them the potato. Here are the top three responses:

“What’s wrong with it?”

“What happened to it?”

“Can you still use it?”

I guess people think that I can’t be DOING anything with this potato because, well, it’s too busy BEING a potato!

I mean, you got to do something with a potato. Make potato chips, potato salad, potato soup. FRENCH FRIES!!

It’s only a good potato if you do something with it. Mashed potatoes would be good. A baked potato with butter and sour cream would be great! Bake it, grill it, mash it, slice and dice it…… Do Something with it. That’s what makes a potato good. It’s good because you can do something with it. By doing something with it, it gets better.

But my potato is too busy BEING a potato to actually be “Doing” something. To most people, that’s not a good thing.They think the only way to get something good out of a potato is to “DO SOMETHING WITH IT”.

I took the time out of my busy life to take a four hour drive with my good friend Ralph. He also took time out of his busy schedule to allow me to ride shotgun on this trip. We didn’t “do” anything. We were just “Being”. We were being two friends, being two Christians together on a journey. We shared ,we discussed, we wondered, we laughed. We also did something that’s highly unusual in today’s highly social society. WE TALKED! Face to face. Not just superficial stuff. We talked about each others life and life in general. Since we are both on a Christian journey, the subject matter always seemed to come back to how God is working in our lives. God’s working even when we don’t know why. God’s working even when we kinda wish He would leave us alone for a while. God’s working even when we ourselves are not. God’s working even when we don’t even realize it. But really, God is just BEING! He’s Just BEING GOD!

Romans 12:2 Do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewal of your mind, that by testing you may discern what is the will of God, what is good and acceptable and perfect.

Notice it didn’t say to be good and acceptable you have to “DO” something. “God is good, I’m not, I need to get better” My friends, where did this kind of thinking come from? It’s preached at us. Society tells us we must “DO” something with our life to amount to anything. I get it, but here’s the real question. Is what you “do” truly more important than what you are “being”?

By being what God has created me to be, any “doings” will fall into place. The first step is “BEing” in a personal relationship with Jesus. What happens after that will not affect how much He loves me. Can you let that sink into that “Mister Potato Head” of yours. What you DO will not make Him love you any more,……. or any less.

This is a tough lesson to explain. I’m guessing it’s gonna take me a lifetime to figure it out for myself. God’s wanting me to BE His loving child. Any “Doings” that I do will fall into place . When you are “BEING” with God, what you DO will be guided by God’s Will. I also have figured out that since God made me, He also will be better at showing me what to do than me, myself, and I!

There’s nothing wrong with my potato. There’s nothing wrong with me either. I’ve asked God to let me come alive spiritually like that ‘tater has physically. Something inside me has caused me to be transformed. I’m now growing roots into God’s Word. I’m now growing new shoots and tiny new leaves that reach for the SON (Jesus). To the world, (and even to other potatoes), there must be something wrong with me. What happened to ‘tater Dan?

Nothing’s wrong with me. I’ve just come alive! Being what God created me to BE!

“Lord, would you help us come alive. Help us to focus on your will in our lives. You are good! That’s true. We are not! That’s also true. But thankfully because of You it doesn’t end there. We get too busy trying to “Do something to make ourselves good”. I’m asking that You help us realize that Your Grace is what makes us good. Help us to follow You to BE what You would have us to BE. Then all the doing will come from You. Amen.

Pass the potatoes. See Ya! Dan Ainsworth wilderness preacher

Hurt People Hurt People (Comforted people comfort others)

It’s my Birthday, let’s have knee surgery!


Yep, the ole knee needed some surgery. The Doctor said there were a couple of tears, he could go in and fix it, ………..and I would be good to go within a week! Thankfully this was not a bunch of repair or replacement work on the knee. So honestly, it hasn’t been as bad as it could have been. But,……… bad enough to cause a little pain and hurt. How do I celebrate my Birthday when I’m hurting? (Just like you, admit it right now), if you or me are hurting, it’s pretty much a given that others are going to have to hurt as well.

C’mon now. I’m admitting so you might as well admit it too. We are not the best patients. We don’t like to experience pain. If we HAVE to experience pain, then ALL of us want someone else to be right there experiencing their own pain as well. Ever notice that the people we are the closest to, and care for the most, are the ones that we jump on the quickest. Well yea,…….duh…….. they are the easiest targets. Plus, they don’t know to get out of the way. 😉

Pain , what pain!! Need to stick my arm and hook me to an IV! Bring it on lady! What now? Banged my left arm on the side rails of the bed. Who did that? Dunno, they’ve taken my glasses so I can’t see who did it. It might have been me myself. I can’t remember now cause the nite nite medicine is starting to take effect.

Whew, that was quick. I’m awake now. After I’m allowed to fully wake, in walks THAT nurse. You know, when you first go in for surgery, everybody is, “Hey, how ya doin’, oh it’s your birthday, aren’t you sweet!” But THAT nurse is like, “Hey, let’s get you out of here, NOW!!!” She’s bossing me around. Do this, do that. Oh she’s got a smile on her face because she knows the torture she’s fixing to give to me. PAIN??? When the nurse ripped off the heart monitor pads along with hair, skin, and what seemed like the very fiber of my being, what did I do? Nothing. I took it like a man! Pain?? Bring it on lady. Pain? No problem. I can handle it. Load me into the car like a sack of potatoes. Shut the car door. Smile and wave at THAT nurse as she’s headed for the next victim. I’m now headed home. What pain and hurt I will be experiencing, I will be able to handle it. How will I handle it you ask? By making sure others are hurting. Just like you remember, I’m a people. And,…. hurt people hurt people.

Staci is driving me home. That makes her the easy target. I honestly don’t mean to be short,testy, and a little on the grumpy side. The pain is not too bad, but there is enough hurt there for me to be,….. well,…..short, testy, and a little on the grumpy side.

Traffic is terrible. That’s her fault. I deserve a honey bun. We stop and it takes FOREVER for her to go get it. Since I took it “like a man” concerning all that THAT nurse did to me, I now made Staci relive the whole thing with me. “Like a man”, I’m expecting sympathy from my sweetheart. Instead I get “poor baby”. I might as well go back to sleep.


2 Corinthians 1:3 Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves receive from God.

I’m back home now, the sleepy time medicine has gone away, and most of the skin injuries from THAT nurse have started healing, I’ve got to admit something.I realize that during my time of pain and hurting, Staci was by my side comforting me.

Our God and Heavenly Father provide us with comfort from all of our troubles. He does this out of love and compassion. He also does this so that we in turn can share His comfort to others just like He does to us. Totally makes sense, except when YOU are the one hurting.

Hurt people hurt people. We see it all around us. Comforted people comfort others. Do you see much of that? Hmmm…. you yourself can take a step in showing someone some comfort. Our Lord and Saviour stands there ready to comfort you during your times of hurt. Talk with Him and to Him about your needs. Then BE a Christian and share some comfort to this hurting world. One person at a time. Even to THAT nurse!!

See Ya! Dan Ainsworth wilderness preacher.