The star of the workplace breakfast is the Doughnut. The Doughnut has the attention, the mouths drool, the doughnutless are envious, the one with the doughnuts is the hot one. No one cares that a Doughnut has very little healthy substance inside. No one cares that they will be hungry again in about 10 minutes, the Doughnut still rules and dictates status. And then there are the Doughnut holes, the forgotten, the table scraps, the only get attention if the doughnuts are gone ones. These little guys do not wow, only make you drool with anticipation if you’re starving. They are easily discarded. And life is so very funny in that one minute you can be the Doughnut, envied, have attention, make them drool, wow the masses or just that special someone and the next few minute thrown the heck out like dirty bathwater on a cold day as you turned into the Doughnut hole status. You are suddenly loved, unlovable, ugly, thrown out, easily dismissed for the next or past Doughnut that comes into the room. This is the way of the world. Never content, flippant, selfish, unkind. I have a friend who was a model and it was amazing after aging 10 years how she could no longer get hired. My own kids play with a toy with great atte tion u til something else flashes before them and they have to have the new thing (of course momma don’t play that lol) and some people never outgrow that compulsion for the next new thing, despite what they paid for the last version, mind you only a few months old. And people discard people like that sometimes too, reminding e of the annoying popular crowd cliques from high school. It is prevalent in the world now. But the thing is that to God, the One who made you, you never cease to be a Doughnut but better, a Doughnut that is extremely appealing but also has substance so is healthy to others. We are all so very precious to God, if to no one else in the world. He sees us as He made us to be. He draws us to Himself. He is the Baker, you see. The doughnuts are His and He takes great pride in hand crafting each one.