The Beauty of Spilt Milk

The Beauty of Spilt Milk

It’s raining.  The professor returns a disappointing grade.  You receive an unpleasant phone call.  You lose your favorite hair clip.  The cafeteria serves deep-fried broccoli.  You spill your milk.  The culmination of this series of unfortunate events leads you to tears.  We’ve all had “spilt milk” days.

I’ve been told that spilt milk is not worth crying, but sometimes shedding tears is the only thing you can do.  Ecclesiastes even acknowledges that there is “a time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance” (Ecc. 3:4).  The key is to not let the tears linger.  After you let them run their course down your cheek, you must wash your face, and absorb the abstract beauty of the spilt milk.

Sometimes, spilt milk looks like a guitar.


Sometimes, it looks like praying hands.


Sometimes, it looks like a butterfly,


or a leaf,


or a beetle.


Ecclesiastes 3:11 observes that God makes “every thing beautiful in his time.” However, “no man can find out the work that God makes.”  Therefore, Solomon concludes that each person should  “rejoice, and to do good in his life” (Ecc. 3:12). 

Don’t be afraid to cry when the milk spills.  But, learn to gaze through the tears and see the beauty of spilt milk.

Because sometimes, spilt milk looks a lot like an ice cream sundae.




**Teaser – come back tomorrow to learn how to make your own “spilt milk” craft.

2 thoughts on “The Beauty of Spilt Milk

  1. Kat! So good to visit you again. I love how you have re-done you site! I also love this post. What a great thing to realize. God can use the most unpleasant circumstances and turn them into “butterflies.” I wish I could have seen this post last Monday. lol! I had a “spilt milk” day then. haha!

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    1. It’s good to hear from you again as well! Thanks for checking up on my blog and commenting. I am so glad that God can address all of eternity even though I only see the current situation.


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