I ate oatmeal this morning even though I’m not usually an oatmeal person; I think it was the sermon I heard on Sunday.

Pastor Tim Harris gave an illustration in which he described a large, steamy bowl of oatmeal covered in butter and brown sugar. Just listening to him talk about it made my mouth water.

An elderly woman had fixed that amazing bowl of oatmeal for our pastor. After he savored every bite, he thanked her for her hospitality and the delicious breakfast.

“What?” she said, “That’s not breakfast! That’s just oatmeal.”