Sitting on my kitchen floor,
I smell sweet bananas filling the air.
My favorite place in my home is my kitchen.
People naturally gather here- around the table.
It is one of the most peaceful places for me.
Tonight, I let thoughts of a busy day and things I forgot to do pass by.
This place is a place of peace.
...
Earlier this evening, my friends and I were chatting
about what it would be like to open a bakery. I have always thought it
would be fun, but I don't know if I could actually do it. It is moments
like what I experienced these last 2 hours that I would not want to
exchange for the chaos of opening a small business. Baking is one thing I
do when I need to clear my mind. It allows me to be creative, but also
have a definite ending. I know what will turn out when I put bananas,
flour, vanilla, eggs, baking soda, and a handful of other ingredients
together. Baking also allows me to try new things. It can challenge me when I have to figure out what I have to substitute a missing ingredient. The end product of baking is also great because
it is food. The word alive is something I have been thinking a lot about over the last 3 months. God continues to remind me that it is important to be doing things that make me feel alive. This year, I am going to focus on what brings me joy.
Baking and cooking in general is something that gives me life. More than that, however, it is what I do after I bake. I am able to share what I have made with people. Food always tastes better when you can enjoy it at a table with other people. Baking lends itself to be a wonderful way to gather people.
Being with people also makes me feel alive.
What makes you feel alive?
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