For The Love Of Clementine.

I’m in love.

Last week my wife introduced me to the beauty of Clementine Oranges. Being the well-read guy I am, I was aware that a Clementine was a type of orange, but never imagined how different the experience of eating one would be. So easy to peel!! Bite-sized wedges! No seeds! It was a glorious moment indeed.

So I’m praising God for making Clementines. At the same time, I wonder what His hand was in it. I mean, are seedless fruits NATURAL? Or am I devouring a man-made, genetic freak? And if these things ARE some kind of Frankenstein Fruit, how does God feel about it? Is He thrilled that we’re using the smarts He’s given us to play with the creations He’s made? Or would He rather us leave well enough alone? You know… “don’t play with your food” kinda thing.

I don’t know. All I know is I’m in love, and I have my wife to thank for it. (Thanks again, Kim!)

Kevin