I thought I was moving along and making great progress with my lessons. I almost felt smug. Suddenly, though, I was staring at a giant. My giant was a new song with new notes. This meant that I could no longer keep my fingers on the same five keys I had been using so confidently. Now, I had to stretch, both physically and mentally. Physically, my fingers had to reach keys that were unfamiliar to me. Mentally, I had to admit I wasn't as slick as I thought I was. I had so much more to learn. Sometimes I feel like that on a spiritual level. I am comfortable where I am and think I've got things pretty much under control. And then God thinks it's time to learn a new song. That humbles me but also makes me feel the discomfort of the upcoming stretch I'll have to make. Discomfort may seem like a bad thing, but when it involves God, it usually isn't. It builds trust. It makes me see that I am human, and God is way bigger than my circumstances. He will help me reach those places that don't feel familiar, and he will guide me along the way, taking me where he intends for me to go. Good and upright is the LORD; therefore he instructs sinners in his ways. He guides the humble in what is right and teaches them his way. All the ways of the LORD are loving and faithful for those who keep the demands of his covenant. Psalm 25:8-10
My Betty Crocker cookbook is a wreck. It was given to me as a bridal shower gift in 1979, and I have treasured it ever since. Over forty years later, it remains a prized possession. It has been my cooking guidebook, truly important when you’ve grown up feasting on a mainly southern Italian diet, (no complaints here) which included a lot of pasta and meatballs. Yes, our meals had variety, but gravy was simmering at my house just about every other day. The traditional, and now collectable Betty Crocker cookbook became my best friend in the kitchen. Today, it has all the signs of being used and maybe a little abused. The pages are weathered, written on, and stained. The covers are loose, no longer held in place by the familiar spiral binding. The only thing keeping it together is an oversized, stretchy band. I’ve collected other cookbooks over the years, but this one has been my go-to manual. In it, I discovered new recipes, tried making things I had never heard of, and was thrilled
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