I love cooking – it’s definitely something I have inherited from my mum. I love finding interesting recipes and testing them out. Ramos has been known to say that we are allowed to eat a dish more than once – he has also said that there is so much sickness in the world because of eating too many different types of food! I’m afraid I’m a bit of a food snob – we don’t do frozen ready meals & I’m only just learning that the odd packet sauce will not kill us. But to be honest as well as my love for cooking I also love the praise that comes with it. Some people dress to impress, well I’m often guilty of cooking to impress.
We’ll I’m learning that life is too busy to be impressive all the time. Last night we had two good friends over for supper (dinner if you Irish) – we hadn’t spent time together in a long time. All four of us were tired and working hard so I suggested having Fish & Chips instead of anyone having to cook – even better they offered to pick up the food along the way. We had a wonderful evening together catching up and eating tasty food. We even had boxed cheesecake for pudding – someone had given it to me as a thankyou. (Cheese cake not as good as home-made though – we still have half in the fridge if anyone is peckish!).
The whole evening reminded me that sometimes our pride and wanting to show off actually stands in the way of enjoying ourselves. I believe Martha and I sometime have a lot on common:
Luke 10:38-42 As Jesus and his disciples were on their way, he came to a village where a woman named Martha opened her home to him. 39 She had a sister called Mary, who sat at the Lord’s feet listening to what he said. 40 But Martha was distracted by all the preparations that had to be made. She came to him and asked, “Lord, don’t you care that my sister has left me to do the work by myself? Tell her to help me!” 41 “Martha, Martha,” the Lord answered, “you are worried and upset about many things, 42 but only one thing is needed. Mary has chosen what is better, and it will not be taken away from her.”
I think that Martha was probably banging around in the kitchen wondering why no one was praising her and then realised that they weren’t the bothered about how amazing the food was but rather were enjoying each others company instead. I just need to remember that the company is more fun than the praise.