By Diane Virginia
“For thou didst form my inward parts, thou didst knit me together in my my mother’s womb. I will praise thee; for I am fearfully and wonderfully made.” Psalm 139:13-14a
Each afternoon, Bella perched atop the bar stool eager to watch her mother prepare dinner. Today, Mother was making stew. Bella’s blond curls brushed her shoulders as she pretended to stir, twirling her soda straw as if it were a spoon.
“Sweetheart,” Mother said, handing her daughter the squeeze butter and dinner rolls, “please help Mommy by putting these on the table.”
Mother continued to stir the stew, content that Bella was away from the boiling pot. She hoped her daughter would find toys to play with. Suddenly, she realized the house was quiet.
“Bella,” Mother called, “are you alright?”
Mother raced into the great room and looked around.Why did I let her out of my sight? she thought. Suddenly, Mother spotted Bella. She was standing on a chair, drawing little butter faces on the dining room table.
“I did just what you told me,” Bella responded. “Um! These taste good!”
Mother looked into Bella’s innocent blue eyes and adored her butter-drenched curls. She had many chores vying for her attention, but she knew what she would do. Enough with my ‘to do’ list, she thought. Today, I will focus my attention on this precious daughter of mine. Mother lifted her little girl and walked to the kitchen. She handed Bella an oversized wooden spoon and approached the stove. Together, mother and daughter stirred the stew.
“We’ll fix dinner together until you’re a big girl,” Mother said, “but soon you’ll be able to cook on your own.” Mother opened her recipe book. “Do you want to make cookies?”
Bella’s eyes widened as she shook her head, “yes.”
“Well then, pick out a mixing bowl.”
Bella reached for the biggest bowl.
Mother giggled, imagining what the flour would look like in her daughter’s locks. Surely, it would encase those butter-drenched curls! Did it matter though? It did not. Mother was determined to help Bella to discover her God-given talents.
Today, Bella makes the best desserts and casseroles around. How did she become such a talented cook? It began on the day Mother recognized the significance of butter-n-curls.
God has deposited within each of His children, innate abilities. As parents, it is our responsibility to provide the resources and opportunities necessary for our children to develop them.
This story is based on my daughter, who truly is a great cook, and who really did draw butter faces on the dining room table, wearing butter-drenched curls.
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Published: May 14, 2017: “The Vision” Magazine: Pentecostal Publishing House, 36 Research Park Ct., Weldon Spring, MO, 63304 pentecostalpublishing.com