As I look out of our kitchen window so many childhood memories pop into my mind ... For instance, the way my brother Tono and I ran home from school every Friday, ready to enjoy a tasty snack that our Mommy prepared for us right before she'd pick us up from school, it was sprinkled with her special ingredient called "loved". In other words, my mother did this ...
Titus 2:4(NCV) - Then they can teach the young women to love their husbands, to love their children,
It's true, everything that my Mom put on the kitchen table left me wanting more ... Funny, how as time goes by certain memories feel as if they occurred yesterday ... Oh well, I'm not even half the cook my mother was; but I'm so GRATEFUL that our Heavenly Father blessed me with a hubby that's a born culinary artist ... #HaLLeLuJaH,
Written by Pastor Nancy Advincola (c)Copyright 2011 All Rights Reserved