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I am marveling about...

Sourdough Bread

Our daughter has been caring for her sourdough starter for over three years. It is a process of dicipline and love in a way; love for the the taste and enjoyment of the bread itself and a labor of love in providing and caring for her hubby and  their three growing boys!

I have to hand it to her. It has required ongoing care and attention; "feeding" it, providing appropriate storage, timely "stirring".

And then, there is the part where she continues to seek out ways to use it, ways to enjoy it and to consume and share it. She is often looking for different recipes, trying new things, all under the "sourdough umbrella".

So, now, how is this somewhat over-the-top writer of random analogies going to apply this all today?

This is what the Lord has laid on my heart...

We, as His children have been provided the living Holy Spirit. It resides within us. It is the "starter" as we are unable to be saved without the first step of surrendering our life to Him who then takes residence within us. (He is "the author and the finisher of our faith" Heb. 12:2). It is up to us to make sure that it is appropriately stored in the temple, our body, a "chosen vessel". We need to feed it with His Holy Word which "stirs up our pure minds in way of (remembrance)" (2 Peter 3:1)

We need to seek out ways to use it, to help share it's goodness with those around us.

We need to encourage others to "taste and see that the Lord is good".  (Psalm 34:8)

We need to add to it the proper ingredients; "to knowledge temperance; and to temperance patience; and to patience godliness; and to godliness brotherly kindness; and to brotherly kindness charity." (2 Peter 1:7)

So thank-you Nicole for being such a good momma to those little boys, for lovingly baking and providing good food for your dear family and for sharing that lovely picture of your latest sourdough creation. You never know what inspiration can come from the making of delicious sourdough bread!


                                                            



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