We knew, however, that my Uncle was just cooking up some humor of his own. The thing that made those Summer trips south to their house so wonderful wasnít just what they cooked in the kitchen but what they cooked in their hearts and home as well. Their lives together were a feast of friendship, laughter, love, and joy. They always had a dessert tray full of goodness, kindness, and faith as well. And anytime life would throw something nasty in their soup pot they would just ladle it out with a little love and a lot of forgiveness. Every time we would visit them we would go back home with not just full bellies but full souls too.
Whatís cooking in your life? Are you fixing up a delightful meal for all those around you or are you brewing up a bitter broth in your heart, soul, and mind? Either way remember that itís your choice. What you cook is up to you. It is never too late, however, to toss out the meal if you hate it and start a fresh pot stewing. God gave you all the ingredients you need to create a feast that even Heavenís angels would love to dine on. Make your meal a great one then. Stir in a lot of love, pour on a generous helping of laughter, and mix in all the joy you can. And most of all donít forget to let God read you the recipe.