I wish I could say this example is modeled on a daily basis in my home but this morning, instead of doing a load of laundry or the dishes, I baked. Guess what, the dishes from last night and this morning are still in the sink and on the counter waiting for me. Rather than putting on my "Martha hat", I hung it on the hook and put on my "Mary hat". It is worth every dirty dish and and unfolded piece of clean clothes. Although I didn't spend time at the feet of Jesus, I spent time listening and being there for my daughter.
It doesn't have anything to do with the cookies really, it has to do with the time and my focus. I'm thankful for my mother's keen sense of when Heidi or I needed her attention and words-of wisdom and ears-of-listening. I pray Mags will reflect one day and say the same about me and our relationship. Around the kitchen table is more than enjoying Mom's delicious chocolate chip cookies (I use the same recipe today), it was mother-daughter time. It was two sisters, one Mom, and time wonderfully spent. Thank you Mom!
What memory of time spent with your parent around the kitchen table do you remember and cherish? Will you share below?
Lisa M Buske
P.O. Box 323