Hey, There's A Dinosaur In My Oatmeal!

And if you look closely there are some in yours too 🤭

If you’re anything like me, oatmeal stunk as a kid.

Mushy. Necessary. Boring. Except sometimes, like when there were toppings. They were good. But milk, maple syrup and raisins didn’t get us outta bed in the morning. Oatmeal = sludge. And I for one wasn’t stoked on life.

Until one day mom came in clutch…

Yep. Momma brought home the Walmart Jackpot: Quaker oats with a jurassic twist. And that morning when I poured the hot water on my dry bowl of grain, my life forever changed. Because lo and behold, a stegosaur was staring at me.

So if your life feels like oatmeal lately:

You are not alone. But I want to tell you a secret. When I found Jesus my life went from sludge and drudgery to, “hey mom when is breakfast?” And, “Can I have more?”

Maybe you’re not convinced of this yet, but I believe life with Jesus is supposed to be wicked exciting. Even the boring stuff. Especially the boring stuff. And if you stick around we’ll expose some hiding dinos together. We’ll pour some hot water on our lives and see what emerges. And I believe instead of dragging our feet outta bed every morning we’ll start to be the ones who leap up ready to experience something new and delicious and completely ours.

If you take one thing from this email, try this:

We weren’t made to eat oatmeal. We were made to find dinosaurs. So stick around and let’s discover them together. (Click that subscribe button to join the Dinosaur Oatmeal Club.)

Talk soon,

Toby