Green skittles. Mistaken identity.

I have a not-so-secret-obsession with green skittles.

Now, I have to clarify for those of you reading from outside of the United Kingdom… The reason that I love green skittles so much is because they are, quite frankly, the best-ever-in-the-world flavour of sweets: LIME!

Yep. I know. Everyone tells me that I’m super weird. But lime sweets are my favourite. Fruit pastilles, fruit gums, skittles… The lime ones rock my taste-buds in a way that non of the other flavours do.

It’s just the way my brain is wired.

So imagine my absolute and complete horror this summer, when I brought a packet of Japanese skittles, only to discover… That the green ones were… APPLE flavour!

No. Way.

That might have actually been one the most traumatic moments of my trip right there and then.

Biting into a delicious, crispy, green, skittle… Only to find out that it was (in my personal opinion), the greatly substandard flavour of apple.

It was a serious case of mistaken identity.


It’s happened to be on a number of occassions if I’m honest. You take a bite of what you think is a delicious chocolate chip cookie… Only to find that it’s actually raisins hiding beneath the surface (my Dad always uses that quote that says raisin cookies are the reason people have trust issues). You are offered a light green coloured ice cream, which you of course presume to be mint flavoured… Only to find it’s green tea (now THAT’s an anti-climax)… You think it’s a chilled glass of coke… But it’s actually bitter iced coffee. Anyone else have those moments? Or just me?

Because I sure have them!

But the thing is, there’s a serious point to this. Because as funny as my friend’s find it when I have a weird encounter with what I believe should be one of my favourite flavours of food, there’s a principle here about things not being what they seem. Mistaken identity. Things looking one way, but being another. Things seeming as if they’re definately lime green, but actually hiding a completely different flavour.

And I have been talking a lot this week about righteousness. True righteousness. Real righteousness. About how in the Old Testament in particular, righteousness was asking the question of how like God we are. Like a measuring stick that a child stands up against to see how tall they’re growing. It wasn’t about keeping a list of laws or rules, it was about being changed into the very likeness of our Father and Creator Yahweh, from the very inside-out. Becoming a man or a woman after the heart of God. And righteousness, means that what is on the inside, is the same as what’s on the outside. It’s consistency. It’s dependancy. And it’s knowing that our godliness has a steadfastness that is real.

I am like everyone else. In my own strength, I am unrighteous. Unlike God. But, Jesus, my precious Saviour, He not only saves me, but He changes me and keeps on changing me. Into someone who is growing into the likeness of my Heavenly Father. Into someone who is redeemed and made right with God, but also growing in righteousness. In consistency. In dependancy. In a godliness that has a steadfastness that is real.

And that means that I am given a responsibility to be flavoured with the same Holy Spirit that colours me.

Does that make sense?

If He saves me to be the colour green, then I should taste like lime.

Because that which I profess is just the overflow of the flavour of my heart.

And in that place, there is no mistaken identity.

I think I just fell a little bit more in love with green skittles.

And Jesus.

But more Jesus. Mighty Saviour of my life, and awesome inspirer of lime sweets. 😉



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