faithless faithful start praying ... and apparently, baking and cooking.
Today, I started to cheer my heart up by baking an Angel Food Cake while I prayed. It smelled so good baking. I felt better right away. I've never had one turn out so perfectly lovely and high as the sky - I was thrilled!
Then, I made Souvlaki for supper, or at least got it marinating for supper, and I set out the rice and checked on the salad fixings. I discovered the beets at the back of the crisper and decided to cook them up too.
I made two kinds of bread - simple white and cinnamon raisin swirl. Kneading was soooo therapeutic - I almost cried for joy. I made a fresh jar of fudge chocolate sauce for over ice cream or angel food cake - we were quite out, you see. I also made a fresh batch of my zesty Italian dressing for our salad. Why have I been buying salad dressing and why did I think it was easier?
Then, I just felt like I needed to bake one more thing - a raspberry almond cake for tea time.
A joy for all the senses!
That did it! I didn't have to eat a bite to be reminded of God's goodness and have my faith in His provision restored - I just needed to spend some time alone with Him in my kitchen, putting my hands to work, pouring my heart out to Him.
In between, we did math, spelling, reading and science. Messy, sticky, goofy, giggly science.
I even washed the floor - twice.
Cause me to hear thy loving kindness in the morning; for in thee do I trust: cause me to know the way wherein I should walk; for I lift up my soul unto thee.
O LORD, be gracious unto us; we have waited for thee: be thou their arm every morning, our salvation also in the time of trouble.