The Beauty of Remembering and the Smile that Follows

I thank my God every time I remember you. Phil 1:3

 

I was standing in my kitchen the other day, debating what to make for supper. I looked over my favorite online resources and nothing really resonated. I thought, why not look through my recipe box. I have had this thing since I got married in 1983 and have recipes from many dear friends and their precious moms who have long since passed. Some are from family members who mean the world to me.

 I want to share how special it was going through the various sections, seeing the names of all these dear people. Some recipes are not so popular anymore, but that does not mean they are not good.

 While online is wonderful and I will for sure go back to it and look up stuff that is not in my recipe box, but it is different, I have no relationship with the creator of the recipe. There is something very special about finding an old recipe written by my own mothers’ handwritting and reading it over. Memories, precious memories come flooding in.

 I also have a few cookbooks from churches I have been a part of or associated with over the years. They used to share recipes and put their names by their recipe. I know many of these names, some remain dear friends, some they have gone on to glory, but their recipe is still here. I love that. Call me nostalgic, but it is a special way to collect recipes and treasure memories.

 One thing I will say about having a recipe box and the recipes I have gathered there, is simply this, I know which ones are great and how they will turn out. While it is nice to experiment and I do love that, it is equally great to make something I can be confident in as well. There are already enough uncertainties some days!

 I wonder if you have a recipe box or would want to start one? It is so nice to have this unique way to remember those we have walked through life with.

 Dear Father,

Thank you for those who have been special to me over the years. I feel so blessed today. Thank you for your love and constant presence with me. Thank you for the gift of remembering!

In Jesus Name,

Amen