das brot- the bread

One of the Christmas traditions in my family includes making breads and cookies to share with extended family. Ginger snaps and sugar cookies from Grandma O, caramels from my mom, and cardamom coffee cake from my great-grandma E. The spicy, sweet smell of this bread heralds in the season in my family.

The recipe has been handed down to my grandma, then to my mom, and now to me. My mom has the recipe in great grandma E’s handwriting and it is a treasure to us. There is no shortcut for this recipe, it takes time and attention to make a successful batch.

Our Christian walk is the same way. We must be intentional about what we add to our lives and what cannot be substituted. It takes time to grow, to absorb the nutrients our soul needs, and to develop into the very person of God we were made to become.

There is a tendency to try to appear more successful and established than we may actually be. We try to shortcut what it takes to meet the requirements. Fast money, quick solutions, immediate success, a kind of drive thru mentality. This walk with Christ is anything but instant. The Bread of Life brings us fulfillment, but it’s a multi-course meal that takes time and preparation.

Jesus said He was the Bread of Life (John 6:33, 35, 48, 51) and as such, we would no longer be hungry. The hunger He would satiate would be long term. It is something that cannot be eaten quickly, gobbled up and then forgotten. This bread Jesus offers is rich, savory, filling, and perfect for us. A kind of bread requires time. Time to mature, to rise, to grow.

Let us remember that anything that is good is worth waiting for, anticipating, and celebrating. Just like we celebrate Advent in the Christmas season, we can celebrate the Bread in our life that will never leave us hungry again.

 

 

 

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About gretchenr17

Wife, mother, daughter, sister, friend. Writer, farmer, fellow sojourner... at every turn I learn a bit more about God's wild mercies.
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