I have this dream of owning a bed and breakfast someday. and I hope it's a God-dream and not just an Amy dream. I know that He gives us passions in our lives but sometimes we find things to be passionate about that are not what He has intended......
anyway, tonight I was making some cookies and I felt this tug at my heart.... I am supposed to do this. Someday. God has placed compassion so heavily on my heart. He has put the desire in my heart to be a servant to all, not just my friends, not just my family. What better way than to have a B&B. . .imagine the people that I would get to serve.
But then I started thinking.... maybe a B&B is too much, maybe a hostel. I want to have a place that people don't have to use their credit cards to stay there. I want to have a big dining table that Jeremy and I and all of our guests can eat around.
drink wine.
break bread.
play cards.
live.
and I want to have a garden. a big garden. and fruit trees. and I want to be able to cook delicious meals and treats from the harvest. And I want to bless people with the abundance we are given. More than anything else.
While I was mixing up the cookies. .. . . God spoke to me about so many things...I think I should make cookies more often.....
so I have this old, wooden spoon that my mom gave to me when I was 19 and moved out on my own, since I had no cooking utensils, and she told me that every woman needs a good, wood spoon. So this is my favorite spoon, ever. One time my mom accidentally set it down on the hot burner and it charred the end of the spoon....so there is a chunk missing at the end. I think it gives the spoon character. . . Anyway, this spoon got me thinking about our society and how people don't take the time to mix things by hand anymore.
We have Kitchen Aid's to do that.
We have food processors to chop and blend our ingredients.
We have microwave ovens to heat our leftovers.
We have dishwashers to do our dishes.
I wish we would just slow down.
Take the time to get to know this life we are living. In my abnormal psychology class we've been discussing ADHD and how children are raised nowadays and how different it is than when we were kids. Kids used to play out in the streets till dark and parents didn't worry. Neighbors used to know each other well enough to go over and borrow a cup of sugar. People waved at you when you drove by. Nobody does that anymore. But everybody want to have a community that looks like this...but they are too scared, too lazy, too uncommitted. People just expect that somebody else will do all the hard work and they can join in whenever it's convenient for them. I got to share this with a coworker the other day. It was great, she was telling me how she'd overdrawn her bank account and we didn't get paid for another week. So I asked her how much she needed, and I knew Jeremy and I had enough, so I just wrote her a check. Simple. And she was blown away. Why wouldn't I do that? So it was just wonderful to be able to share my heart with her. . because now we have this bond, this understanding.
So moral of the story is.... God invented chocolate chip cookies. He can speak to us at the most unexpected moments. He can use things like old, wooden spoons to clear our vision. Amazing.
loves-a.
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