Watching my mother bake cakes, cookies.. even the food tasted different when she cooked! She sewed up pajamas for us (from scratch) and even made vaseline one time!!! I would wonder if I would ever be able to be a good mother or wife.
In first year medical school, I often wondered how I would be able to cut people open then send them home alive. How I would be able to figure out what is wrong with people and prescribe the right drugs for them in the correct dosages???
When we were children at home and were running late for school in the morning, my mum would get really upset and tell us that in her days, she had to carry matooke to the market and sell it before getting to school(which they had to walk to). How could we(my siblings and I) be late yet all we had to do was wake up, dress up and eat breakfast which she had already made???!!!! She would then add to my sister and I: If you cannot prepare yourself, what will you do when you have three babies and a husband??!!
You must admit, she made a valid point. But I guess years later I have realised that I needed not be afraid of these things. I can now make a bed, cut people open, prescribe drugs and have an organised home(most of the time :-) ).
I thank God that in spite of the fear, I am growing and I am learning. I don't always get it right but I am growing and I am learning. I don't know what it is that you are afraid of. You can learn. You can grow.
2Tim 1:7 For God has not given us a spirit of fear, but of power, love and a sound mind.
Apart from the issue of making the bed, the rest were concerns I had(and still have).
ReplyDeleteYep...there's always room to grow
Cake looks lovely
the way I would love to devour that cake
ReplyDeletetoo true! the curious case of my chapatis which graduated from biscuits to a delicacy! haha! learning and growing...
ReplyDeleteThat cake looks delicious- u r clearly competent in all areas of domesticity!
ReplyDeleterecipe pls......i mean for the cake.
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