The Two Year Old in My Kitchen

My youngest daughter loves to cook. She always has. When she was little she wanted to "help" me in the kitchen. Now somedays I loved to have her company. At other times when I was in a hurry, in a bad mood, or needed something done just so, it wasn't always convenient. As my girl grows up, I look back upon those times with great fondness. I didn't really need her help. Most of the time she slowed me down, but that wasn't really the point. The point was to spend time making memories, getting to know her, and teaching her just a bit. The end product wasn't nearly as important as the process. The food we made is history. The memories aren't.

Our walk with God is much like my experience with my daughter. Over time, I have come to realize that I am the two-year old in His kitchen. He doesn't need my help. He could accomplish His purpose faster and more efficiently without me. But you know what? He loves me. He wants to be with me. He wants to build memories. He wants to teach me some things. He wants me to get to know Him as well as He already knows me. When I start to stress over the tasks He has assigned me: mother, wife, daughter, friend, office manager, homeschool teacher etc., He sweetly whispers in my ear and reminds me it is His recipe. He reassures me He is right beside me, guiding, instructing.

Simply put, my job is to listen to Him. He will tell me when to stir, when and what to add, when to wait, when to let things simmer, as well as when to take things out of the oven. You see, it is His job to direct me, my job to listen and obey. How often I forget and I think I am the cook. I think I should tell Him when and what to add, how much heat is enough, when to stir the pot and when to leave it alone. It really is much sweeter and peaceful to be the two-year old, trusting my heavenly Father with a child-like faith. So if you are stressing because you have gotten the roles reversed and you think you are the cook, RELAX. God is in the kitchen of your life and He is cooking up something fantastic. Can't wait to snuggle up next to my heavenly Daddy and see what's cooking. Something sure smells good.