Opinion

This morning I opened the door to my shower and turned the hot water all the way up. I stood there in my fuzzy robe, bleary-eyed and weary before the day had even really started and sighed deeply, wishing that I could go back to bed for a couple of hours. Then something undeniably cheery caught my eye from the corner of the steamy shower. It was three tiny bright yellow rubber ducks. Sawyer came across these ducks at some point in the past month or so, and since then every night when he takes a shower, he places them in some funny spot for me to find the next morning. Today they were perched atop three different bottles of soap and shampoo, facing each other as if they were conducting a board meeting. When I saw them I had to giggle a little bit. And wasn’t that Sawyer’s goal? To amuse me in some way? To brighten my morning with a cheerful little surprise?

When I began my walk with Christ I realized I was harboring a lot of past resentments and grudges toward others and also toward myself. I was believing a lie. A lie that told me that those who had wronged me didn’t deserve my forgiveness, and that the things I had done didn’t deserve the forgiveness of others. I struggled with this for a long time until I came across this scripture:

Ever since I was young I have always enjoyed watching my Mom cook, whether I was visiting her or one of the sporadic times I was living with her when I was very young. I believe my love for cooking comes from these memories. The one thing that was always present on the counter in the kitchen was her Better Homes and Gardens cookbook.