Omaha, Nebraska: “Before crossing the Missouri River, we had time to eat lunch. A man from the Omaha tribe who had experienced prejudice in the community sold burgers near the station. He slow-cooked a meatless burger made of oats, onions and potatoes over a hot bed of coals—his way of heaping coals of fire on those that taunted him. Served with fresh lettuce, garden-ripe tomatoes and melted cheese, the savory burger brought him plenty of business. He wouldn’t share his recipe, but I bought one of the hand-made belts he sold in his restaurant.”
“Therefore if thine enemy hunger, feed him; if he thirst, give him drink: for in so doing thou shalt heap coals of fire on his head.”
—Romans 12:20 KJV
As the expanse of God’s grace twinkled above her, Susanna tossed her dreams of revenge into the smoldering coals. Her arm tingled as she signed the bill of sale and slipped the pie vouchers inside the mail packet. She couldn’t change that scoundrel F.B., but she could choose to react without intent to harm.
“Seeing then that we have a great high priest, that is passed into the heavens, Jesus the Son of God, let us hold fast our profession.
For we have not an high priest which cannot be touched with the feeling of our infirmities; but was in all points tempted like as we are, yet without sin.
Let us therefore come boldly unto the throne of grace, that we may obtain mercy, and find grace to help in time of need.”
—Hebrews 4:14-16 KJV