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King David, unashamed 

2 Chronicles 15:29

But as the Ark of the LORD’s Covenant entered the City of David, Michal, the daughter of Saul, looked down from her window. When she saw King David skipping about and laughing with joy, she was filled with contempt for him. 

2 Samuel 16:16

“she despised him in her heart” 

When the Ark came back into King David’s possession, he was so enthralled with joy and excitement that he wanted to rejoice in the LORD the only way he could see how.

By stripping off his priestly garments and any resemblance of kingship, he bore it all and humbled himself to be a mere man enraptured in God’s love. He did so in front of servants. He didn’t care who saw him, so vulnerable and lowly of stature. For he saw himself as a child of God, before his position of being king.

He let go of every attachment and every excuse as to why he wouldn’t be able to praise Him in the best way he knew how.

How often do we let earthly attachments hold us back and restrict us from fully praising Him? I know for myself, too often.

Michal was the daughter of a king, and now the wife of a king too. She was so preoccupied with her titles, and being a class above others, that she was unwilling to truly know God. Her positions fed her need for self exaltation, thus seeing David worship in the way that he did, embarrassed her.

And yet there was David, the chosen king who was anointed by God’s prophet; who has every reason to stay dignified in his royal and priestly apparel. But he chose to strip himself of anything that would hinder his ability to humble himself before God and praise Him, unashamedly.




The Humble and Sweet Cousin

Since the popularity of the French Macaron has surged in recent times, the humble, and always dependable, British Coconut Macaroon has become somewhat of a background noise.

Have people forgotten its ease of making, its reliability to never disappoint on the feet (coz lets face it, they ain’t getting any!), the always sure to please the masses dish, with minimal stress? I must admit that I did, for a little bit. But don’t worry I found my affinity for them once more, when I made some at work for petit fours, last year. And boy am I glad that I did!

To be honest, I kinda do love this scrawny mountain of chewy coconut goodness, more so than its French counterpart. It’s unassuming appearance hiding all that glorious dense cloud of white coconut meringue, it’s an experience to say the least.

I did, however, jazz these macaroons up with a little drizzle of dark chocolate and a crowning of freeze dried raspberries. They added a perfect balance of bitterness and tartness to the sweetness of the macaroon (can I just say macaroon-ness).

And while it’s French cousin is basking in the limelight, I am hoping these humble and sweet relatives will make a come-back!