A True Labor Of Love

271Last night, I promised my kids cheese grits and sausages in the morning. When I woke up, I started my devotions while they were still asleep. I got lost in my own world.
Time ticked away.
I remembered my promise.
I quickly began to shuffle around in the kitchen.
My daughter walked in with a worried look on her face.
“When will the food be ready? I’m really hungry.” she said.
“I’m working on it now, honey.”
I showed her the pot I was cleaning for the grits.
She looked doubtful.
I told her that cooking takes time. It is easy to go out and get fast food. But it takes a lot more time and effort to plan meals, go to the store and walk around for hours, and then transport bags in and out of the car. Then it must be put away and taken out again to prepare a meal. Don’t forget, the kitchen has to be cleaned.
I told her that a large part of my day was spent on meals.
* By the grace of God, she was still standing there- listening. (She must’ve been really hungry. ♥) *
But most importantly, I told her that it was a real labor of love to have home cooked meals.
To which, she uttered some the most beautiful words in the English language.
“Thank you for cooking for us, Mom.”
Then she hugged me!
Have you hugged your chef today? Kiss them and tell them you love them! 🙂 In fact, tell them I love them too! LOL!

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