Spiritual skills…in the kitchen?

Originally appeared on spirituality.com

It started off as a family joke—that I was a hopeless cook. My mother had always been a good cook and, when I was a teenager, I had a few disastrous experiences that led everyone to believe I wasn’t exactly a genius in the kitchen.

But twenty years down the track, we were all still laughing about it. And because of those jokes, I became reluctant to prepare meals in case I made mistakes. This meant that I only made very basic dinners and shied away from cooking at all costs. And as for hosting dinner parties—forget it. The joke had taken on a life of its own and ended up controlling how I felt about myself and my abilities. It wasn’t until recently that I decided to actually pray about this issue.

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