Half Baked

I was so smart Thanksgiving evening.  Or so I thought.  I had bought a new freezer a week earlier, so when the leftovers piled up Thanksgiving afternoon, I was ready.  I portioned them into smaller freezer bags so that I could bring out a little at a time.  I had one good sized piece of turkey breast that I put into a quart-sized freezer bag.  So, yesterday, I pulled it out to use.  I put the bag into a pot of water and then on the stove to warm it up.  After ten minutes in boiling water, I got it out, but it was still frozen in the middle.  So, I put it into the microwave for a defrost cycle to heat the inside.  I got it out and cut it open only to find it was still cold in the middle.  Not very appetizing.  There is nothing worse than half-baked food.  The Lord compared the tribe of Ephraim to a half-bake cake: they appeared good on the outside but were disgusting on the inside.  Hosea 7:8, “Ephraim, he hath mixed himself among the people; Ephraim is a cake not turned.”  Hey, how are you before the Lord?  Are you just as true on the inside as you look good on the outside?  May it be so!