The other morning I was preparing hard boiled eggs. In the process it occurred to me how similar the egg is to us, human beings. We even start out in parallel fashion, encased in a protective environment, liquid surrounding us, with a cord connecting us to the membrane around us. We both endure the pressure of delivery as well.
In cooking the egg at the beginning the water and the egg were much the same temperature and the egg just lay comfortably in the pan, barely submerged. (It was a small pan, and only one egg.) Then as the water started to warm up the egg rolled a bit, then more quickly, this direction, then that. Tiny bubbles came up to the surface of the water, then the bubbles increased in size.
I turned the heat down and the action leveled off. If I had wanted it to be a rolling boil the poor egg would have been bouncing around in the water at a rapid pace. The result, after the given time, would have been much the same, regardless of the increased pressure on the egg. A hard boiled egg!
But had it gone through a rolling boil there was the possibility of having cracked the shell, part of the egg leaking into the water, and water leaking into the egg, also a pan requiring more cleanup.
Life is rather like the boiling water. For us we get nudged in different directions by the things about us. Sometimes the pressures from our environment and society are so great that we have a tendency to cave in. The outside influences can cause us to become different than we were meant to be. We are altered in some way.
We have need of having the temperature turned down when things start to get rough. There may be occasions when we need someone who can help us make some changes so that we are still good, just on a different path. The egg whose shell became cracked might not work for the perfect display, but the flavor, the nutrients, all are still intact, still perfect and acceptable by the one doing the cooking.
Just some musings of my mind, it works this way.
