I [Heart] Pre-Chewed Gum

One of the things I have enjoyed the most about blogging is the cool people I have met in the process. If you had told me a year ago I would make friends through Twitter, I would have laughed heartily.

But after getting the chance to meet Michelle, Kristen, and Emily in person, I find myself thankful for my online-turned-real-life friends. So naturally, when Abby and I talked about meeting for the first time… at a park with our kids… I said “of course”!

It was a gorgeous spring day, and our girls jumped right into swinging, sliding, and running around. Soon, they migrated a little bit further away from us, and I noticed the three of them sitting in a circle, studying the sidewalk.

It seemed slightly odd, but in general, I have a parenting philosophy that goes something like “Don’t poke the beast.” If there’s no whining, screaming, or obvious danger… just let it be.

But then she was clearly chewing something. And I hadn’t given her a snack. It was time to investigate. Yep. Upon inspection and sample swiping from the mouth, it was confirmed. Pre-chewed park gum. Yum!

Recently I have been reading the book of Judges. I can’t believe how many times the story include some semblance of what we find in Chapter 3:12-15.

Once again the Israelites did evil in the Lord’s sight, and the Lord gave King Eglon of Moab control over Israel because of their evil …  And the Israelites served Eglon of Moab for eighteen years. But when the people of Israel cried out to the Lord for help, the Lord again raised up a rescuer to save them. (emphasis mine)

[Side note: They make a point of saying that the rescuer is left-hand, which you know I think is pretty awesome.]

But over and over throughout the book, this pattern repeats. The people turn away… God allows them to be oppressed… they cry out… God rescues them. It’s like watching a scary movie and shouting, “Don’t go in there!” to the TV… you just want to get a message to the Israelites. “Don’t do that! This never ends well!”

What is it about human nature that wants to scrape pre-chewed gum off the sidewalk when we have a Father willing to provide more than we could ever ask or imagine (Eph 3:20)?

It’s so convicting. Watching these beloved children scrounging after other gods and their own devices, over and over and over again, when it’s really nothing more than sloppy seconds. God has such good gifts for His children. 

Why do I stray? Why do I do my own thing? Why do I stuff pre-chewed gum into my mouth when there’s something so much better available to me?

Photo credit: Jason Britton


  1. Well said, I've been thinking about that same thing a lot lately!

  2. Not totally related to this post-- but my friend Lesley just posted about the value of internet friendships. Thought you might like it..even though we did meet IRL...I still kinda consider you my internet friend, which I like : )


    1. This was great, Michelle! Thank you for sharing the link, my dear internet friend. :)


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