Anyone who knows me knows that I love to bake. And those who know me well know how much I love my Pampered Chef stoneware. Well, God is taking them from me.
Last week I accidentally turned on the front burner instead of the back burner - on high. If it hadn't been on high, I probably would have noticed the lack of heat under the back burner before I heard the loud crack. My absolute favorite stone, the one I use the most often - my full-size bar pan, cracked in the middle. I burst into tears. If only I'd put it somewhere else...if only the burner hadn't been on HIGH...if only I hadn't mixed the burners up! (we have been doing that often since we got this "new" stove). It was old and well-seasoned, and of course, past the warranty.
Today my oldest child dropped my 9x13 baker right in front of the refrigerator and it broke into 3 pieces. She cried, too, that time. If only I hadn't asked her to put it in the fridge. I could have done it myself. I'm not sure just when I bought that one, so am having trouble finding a receipt to see if it is still under warranty or not.
But the fact is that I cannot replace either of them right now. I will have to get along without them. I feel like there simply could not be a worse time for me to lose two large stones I use often, but God has taken them, and He must have a reason. I pray that I will take comfort from the fact that He knows what He is doing. In a way, I feel foolish that I cried over these kitchen tools. But they were good helpers; they made my cooking and baking so much easier, so much tastier. And they were expensive. Is it wrong to mourn the loss of a kitchen "investment"?
Just a year ago, I would have probably taken it in stride, and booked myself a kitchen show so that I could replace them. But now I cannot, and it hurts. I have never broken any stoneware before - not once in the last ten years - and now I have broken two in less than a week.
It has helped me to write it "out loud".
If you actually read this, thank you for not thinking me silly.
3 comments:
I don't blame you for mourning the loss of your kitchen ware. You're on the right track to keeping it in perspective of it really belonging to God though. That's a hard thing to do sometimes. Sometimes He has to take things away to replace it with something better too. Hope things look up soon!
I keep remembering that song/poem. "One by one He took them from me - all the things that mattered most...My child, how could I pour my blessings into hands already full?"
Not saying that the pans were things that "mattered most", but it's the same idea; that He has something better - even if that something doesn't mean replacing them with anything at all. Perhaps it's all in the learning to do without.
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