An Eggceptional Uneggspected Start to the Day…

1-54pm

It was one of those things that if I had to try it again, I wouldn’t get it right. What a yolk! I’ve been taking eggs to work and then I have this nifty little thing that you break eggs into , snap it shut and pop it in the microwave.

So this morning, I did all the final show prep first and then at about 5-40am, I made the coffee and microwaved the eggs. There was no eggsplosion. That wasn’t it.  I got the eggs cooked perfectly! They were soft, but not too soft.

I ate the first and thought about leaving the second for later, but then decided it would be cold when I got out the studio and now was a good time to wolf it down. Time-check – 5-49am. I have 6 minutes before I zip downstairs to the studio. I picked up the little container and that was when it happened…oops! Somehow, it tipped over and the remaining perfectly cooked SOFT egg, landed right in the middle of my lap on my WHITE pants. From there it generously spread, evening itself out across the top of each leg with the yolk trickling just gently down the side my pant with globs dripping onto the floor!  What a mess. My mouth fell open. Time check 5-50am. I looked aghast at my sticky, eggy, pants. The first thing that went through my head was, “and I’ve got Lucinda Dooley from Hillsong coming at 9am!!” And then I did what the devil loathed and the Lord loved. I threw back my head and I laughed! It’s no use crying over spilled egg.  I jumped into action. I grabbed a roll of toilet paper and started trying to mop up…. you can imagine….rubbing toilet roll on gooey egg….not good…big broken tissue mess. I did the best I could in the few minutes I had. Then I poured my coffee, grabbed my handbag and headed for the studio! It was 5-56am. I had 4 minutes. I started the show, then I called Mike, hoping he was still home and could bring me some clean pants. He had left already.

So off I went to the kitchen and with a hot rag, I started washing my pants. That done, I returned to the (freezing) studio and in now sopping wet, but clean, pants, I did the show! By the time 9 came, the only reminder of my morning mishap was the faint eggy smell that hung around and a few missed spots on the bottom left leg. Those became trophy pieces… for show and tell!

And beautiful Lucinda Dooley came from Hillsong

and of course she didn’t even notice…she didn’t even sniff a bit and say,  ‘has someone been eating eggs?’ We had a wonderful little chat about the Colour Conference which is at the end of next week. (www.colourconference.com) to book. That interview will be on air tomorrow at 8-45am.

And so the day was saved. The eggstraordinary start did not impact my day at all.  I am grateful to the Lord for shelling out His favour. 🙂

Psalm 46:1 God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble.

Only God can turn a mess into a message, a test into a testimony, a trial into triumph and give a victim victory! (I think Joyce Meyer may have first said this!)

God bless you loads!

In His Grip,

Helga xx 🙂