Mrs Kayte McCoy
Pastor's Wife
Harts Hill Baptist Church
Whitesboro, NY
Any tofu lovers out there? 
We're not tofu eaters at our house. I've tried tofu a few times, and if it's part of a good recipe, I actually don't mind it all. But my husband is completely uninterested. So if you do love tofu, I have nothing against tofu as a food. But I don't want to be tofu. You see, tofu can be scrumptious or disgusting, depending on the other ingredients in the dish. Tofu takes on the flavor of whatever is mixed with it. I started using tofu to describe people when my husband and I were preparing for a youth conference trip. We were talking about which teenagers should be in hotel rooms together. When I said, "That girl is tofu," what I meant was that girl is easily influenced by the people in her company. Put her with other kids who are behaving and she will behave, but put her with kids who are not behaving and she will do as they do. I don't mean it to be derogatory. Most teenagers are tofu. I was tofu. Sometimes, I still am tofu. But when you have a teenager around who is not tofu... whom you trust to do right when the people they are with are not, it's really refreshing. Lately, I've been thinking of my spirit, or attitude. Is my spirit tofu? Does it take on the flavor of whatever is thrown into it? Do you ever notice that when the weather is warm and sunny, generally everyone you meet all day is in a great mood? I think that is especially true in a climate such as where I live, where the bleakness and monotony of gray frigid days wears on us and we begin to crave Spring like an Atkins dieter fantasizing about a flaky, buttery dinner roll. Call it a vitamin D deficiency, but it almost seems like people wake up in the morning, check on the weather report and decide what kind of mood they will be in based on what the weather man predicts. We're acting like tofu: mix sunny weather into our day, and we will be sunny and cheerful. Mix in rain and clouds and we will mimic the weather with our spirit. More than being a mirror of the weather report, I don't want to be tofu when it comes to the circumstances and events of our lives. Life has tough stuff in it. It rains on the just and the unjust alike, the book of Job tells us. And yet that same Bible tells us to "Rejoice evermore!" The two can sometimes contradict one another in our minds and certainly in our actions. It's because we're being like tofu. We're taking on the flavor of the other ingredients of our life. I don't want to be tofu. I want to be chocolate. 
One of the better tofu dishes I've tried was tofu pudding. Do you know what it tasted like? Chocolate pudding. I didn't taste tofu at all. The only ingredient I could distinguish was chocolate. Beautiful, delicious chocolate. It overwhelmed every other contributor in the pudding. I want to be like chocolate. I want to decide the flavor of my day. I want to decide what kind of disposition I will have. I do not want the news to dictate that today will be a bad day because the world is full of bad things. I do not want the actions of others to influence my spirit. It seems that women in particular are more susceptible to allowing outside influences to determine their spirit. I dislike over generalizing the genders; surely men and women are different and some obvious trends do exist, but I understand that individuality within the sexes vary. Moody, sensitive men do exist, (is there anything on Earth less attractive than a moody man?) and rumor has it that a good female driver does exist, though it is, admittedly, not me. There are a few marred mailboxes to testify to that. I wish I were joking!☺ The fact, however, that most scented candles are bought by women, and at our house, it's always the females reaching to turn on the happy music, tells me that women are more inclined to rely on outside stimuli to affect them in a positive way. It's ironic, isn't it? As women, we set the tone and atmosphere of our homes, and yet we are the most dependent and susceptible to our own environment to shape our own personal temperament.
We're not tofu eaters at our house. I've tried tofu a few times, and if it's part of a good recipe, I actually don't mind it all. But my husband is completely uninterested. So if you do love tofu, I have nothing against tofu as a food. But I don't want to be tofu. You see, tofu can be scrumptious or disgusting, depending on the other ingredients in the dish. Tofu takes on the flavor of whatever is mixed with it. I started using tofu to describe people when my husband and I were preparing for a youth conference trip. We were talking about which teenagers should be in hotel rooms together. When I said, "That girl is tofu," what I meant was that girl is easily influenced by the people in her company. Put her with other kids who are behaving and she will behave, but put her with kids who are not behaving and she will do as they do. I don't mean it to be derogatory. Most teenagers are tofu. I was tofu. Sometimes, I still am tofu. But when you have a teenager around who is not tofu... whom you trust to do right when the people they are with are not, it's really refreshing. Lately, I've been thinking of my spirit, or attitude. Is my spirit tofu? Does it take on the flavor of whatever is thrown into it? Do you ever notice that when the weather is warm and sunny, generally everyone you meet all day is in a great mood? I think that is especially true in a climate such as where I live, where the bleakness and monotony of gray frigid days wears on us and we begin to crave Spring like an Atkins dieter fantasizing about a flaky, buttery dinner roll. Call it a vitamin D deficiency, but it almost seems like people wake up in the morning, check on the weather report and decide what kind of mood they will be in based on what the weather man predicts. We're acting like tofu: mix sunny weather into our day, and we will be sunny and cheerful. Mix in rain and clouds and we will mimic the weather with our spirit. More than being a mirror of the weather report, I don't want to be tofu when it comes to the circumstances and events of our lives. Life has tough stuff in it. It rains on the just and the unjust alike, the book of Job tells us. And yet that same Bible tells us to "Rejoice evermore!" The two can sometimes contradict one another in our minds and certainly in our actions. It's because we're being like tofu. We're taking on the flavor of the other ingredients of our life. I don't want to be tofu. I want to be chocolate. One of the better tofu dishes I've tried was tofu pudding. Do you know what it tasted like? Chocolate pudding. I didn't taste tofu at all. The only ingredient I could distinguish was chocolate. Beautiful, delicious chocolate. It overwhelmed every other contributor in the pudding. I want to be like chocolate. I want to decide the flavor of my day. I want to decide what kind of disposition I will have. I do not want the news to dictate that today will be a bad day because the world is full of bad things. I do not want the actions of others to influence my spirit. It seems that women in particular are more susceptible to allowing outside influences to determine their spirit. I dislike over generalizing the genders; surely men and women are different and some obvious trends do exist, but I understand that individuality within the sexes vary. Moody, sensitive men do exist, (is there anything on Earth less attractive than a moody man?) and rumor has it that a good female driver does exist, though it is, admittedly, not me. There are a few marred mailboxes to testify to that. I wish I were joking!☺ The fact, however, that most scented candles are bought by women, and at our house, it's always the females reaching to turn on the happy music, tells me that women are more inclined to rely on outside stimuli to affect them in a positive way. It's ironic, isn't it? As women, we set the tone and atmosphere of our homes, and yet we are the most dependent and susceptible to our own environment to shape our own personal temperament.
A continual dropping in a very rainy day and a contentious woman are alike.
Proverbs 27:15
I used to find humor in the verses about a contentious or brawling woman. Now a days, it's a little too close to home for laughing!
He that hath no rule over his own spirit is like a city that is broken down,
and without walls.
Proverbs 25:28 I want to be chocolate. I want to choose to let the Bible and the blessings and the joy dominate my frame of mind. Not only that, but maybe I could flavor the world around me with a little more chocolate too? Most people are tofu: letting the circumstances around them govern their mood. One traffic jam can ruin their whole day. But amazingly, one friendly clerk at the post office can brighten a day. Doesn't it seem to be the responsibility of a Christian to be the chocolate that flavors its surroundings, and not the tofu that soaks in whatever is around?
Ye are the salt of the earth: but if the salt have lost his savour, wherewith shall it be salted? it is thenceforth good for nothing, but to be cast out, and to be trodden under foot of men.
Matthew 5:13
When we act like chocolate instead of tofu, we can actually obey I Thessalonians 5:16 and "Rejoice evermore." How is it that some people can sing songs of praise by the lifeless body of their loved one? They decided to be like chocolate. How in the world can a cancer patient have a smile on their face? They decided to be like chocolate. How can one mother with a house full of rambunctious kiddies be cheerful, while another is barely surviving? How can some people, with the same cares and trials that we all face, possess joy in a dark world? They decided to be like chocolate. They carry their own joy with them, and share it with others. Do you flavor your own life, or let others do it for you?
Ye are of God, little children, and have overcome them: because greater is he that is in you, than he that is in the world.
I John 4:4
