“Blessed shall be your basket and your kneading bowl.”
Autumn, bowls, baskets and baking just seem to blend.
I close my eyes and I’m swept back into childhood to a cozy warm kitchen.
Come with me!
Smells wonderful in here.
Sunlight makes my mother’s hair glisten. I climb up onto the stool beside her.
I breathe in the scent of a heating oven and fresh dough in Mom’s big wooden kneading bowl.
My gaze roams the kitchen counter laden with a bags of flour and sugar, glass measuring cups, and measuring spoons.
Close by is a bottle of oil, a round blue box of salt and a container of snow-white vegetable fat. Mom lets me stick my fingers into the satiny white stuff so I can help “grease” the metal pans.
Over there is the big silver flour sifter with a screen in the bottom and a handle that makes a funny noise when she lets me squeeze it so the flour sifts through.
I pull the wrapper from the magical little cake of fresh yeast that’s ready to go into the next batch of dough.
Oh, Lord, Bread of Life, thank you for the gift of our wondrous senses.
There’s nothing quite like the sight of my mother’s beautiful hands as she kneads the shapeless dough and gives it form in her big wooden bowl.
Or the puffy soft feel of raised dough against my fist when I help punch it down to rise again.
Or the scent of baked homemade bread filling the house.
Or the sound of the ticking timer that matches the beat of my heart as I wait to taste and feel the blend of soft warm bread and melted butter on my tongue.
Jesus, Bread of Life, thank you for blessing our sturdy kneading bowls and overflowing baskets.
And you’ve probably baked bread with your own little ones by your side as I have and as my daughter and her daughter have.
Baking bread together is as much a tradition as breaking bread together at the dinner table
or breaking it together at the Lord’s table when we remember Him as He’s asked us to
or sharing bread with others who have little or none.
It is so much more.
Do you have a bread story? ☺ I’d love to have you share it in a comment
“Then Jesus said to them, ‘Most assuredly, I say to you, Moses did not give you the bread from heaven, but My Father gives you the true bread from heaven. For the bread of God is He who comes down from heaven and gives life to the world.’” John 6:32 33
Jesus said “I am the living bread that came down from heaven. Whoever eats this bread will live forever. This bread is my flesh, which I will give for the life of the world.” John 6:51
Jesus said “I am the bread of life.” John 6:48
All scripture NKJV
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