OKAY....I bake a lot.
For example, in the span of a week, I baked three different types of pie and played around with a coffee cake recipe.
(Lucky for me, I've been able to round up several willing taste-testers to help me share in the calories.)
But I don't just bake because I like food...
or because I have a stunning kitchen that I can't stand to let sit there by its lonesome.
There is a list catalysts for my baking sprees but most importantly, I bake because it helps me connect to God. In particular, it makes me feel close to his "Creator" characteristic because when I bake, I don't follow directions. I take them to be more like guidelines and use my creativity to pull together finished products.
And as I pull together my creations, I imagine Him building His.
His soft yet strong hands pulling what He needs out of thin air. Starting from NOTHING, He creates something beautiful.... LIFE.
As I close my eyes, I can see him begin.
From nothing, I imagine a ball of matter just appearing upon His command. Then He gently pulls out the hands and feet, creating arms for hugging and legs He will instruct where to go.
Next He molds up a head and carves out the intricate features to grace the face; the shape of the nose, the curve of the lips, the purposefully uneven ear placement. Each movement makes this one unique even though He's done this millions of times. He takes his time though, placing the roots of the hair into the scalp, keeping track of their number and giving them each a unique color. He opens the eyelids and places the sparkle in it that will light up when she's really happy.
Then He moves to the heart, placing desires deep within. He gives her the desire to grow things, to capture beauty, to travel, to care for kiddos, to explore, to sing, and to love on others. With the snap of His fingers, He commands the creation of the organs and quickly connects the billions of neurons throughout the body. He places instructions for the future in the DNA and in less than a moment, the most complex system we know, is put into motion.
Now I know my creations in the kitchen aren't THAT great, but I can make some mean sweet potato pie.
And as I pull my products out of the oven to admire them, I imagine God looking at His new creation, with that proud father smile and whispering "It is good."
Thank you Daddy God for these glimpses of your character <3








