Yesterday, Emma and I returned from a quick 24-hour trip to Shreveport. We had to collect the remaining items from the baby shower her family threw for us over the Christmas holiday that we couldn’t fit into the car on that first trip home.
Emma’s father is a professional chef, and I have to tell you that this fact might be the highlight of most of our trips to see her family. Each time we visit, Clay prepares for us the most amazing food, most of which are new recipes I’ve never before experienced.
Cheesecake is one of my favorite dishes, and after Emma told Clay about that fact he offered to teach me how to make one. I had always been told that cheesecake is rather challenging to get just right, but, of course, Clay laughed and said, “No, it’s really very easy.” This was not of much comfort; he says everything is easy to cook. He was born to be a chef, I mean his name is literally Clay Cook.
So, on Sunday night during halftime of a truly heartbreaking Cowboys playoff game, Clay and I started to make a cheesecake. I had the honor to be his sous-chef, and I tried not to tremble as I completed each task under his watchful gaze.
The whole process from mixing ingredients, to baking, and finally the chilling, takes about 7 hours, so we weren’t able to sample our treat until morning. You might not think that cheesecake would be good for breakfast, but you would be mistaken. It was glorious. Silky smooth, rich notes of vanilla, and sweet with just a breath of tartness that hangs on your tongue.
I really love cheesecake.
Emma’s mother kept telling me that I had made such a great cheesecake, to which I laughed because I was simply the hands of the master chef, following his every instruction, hoping to glean all I could from his knowledge and experience.
I think it is the same way with God. I like to imagine discipleship as a lifelong process of following the master craftsman around, following the instructions, hoping to glean all that we can so that we can learn the craft and bring others to follow as well.
Whether making cheesecake or disciples, I have learned that it is best to first watch and listen to the teacher, and then have the courage to go and attempt it on your own.
I hope your week is filled with cheesecake and God’s grace,