I always feel like an imposter when I wear an apron. Really, I dislike cooking. I don't hate it, but I really don't enjoy it. I do it simply because we have to eat. And, I feel a tremendous amount of guilt if I don't put an effort into making it somewhat healthy meals, at least three times a week. The kids are in that I can't get enough food because I'm growing an inch a day stage and I'm compelled to balance out the junk. This whole admission may shock some of you. That's okay. I can take it.
I don't always wear aprons, but when I do, there is a legitimate, functional purpose. I don't want grease on my clothes. It's protection. Pure and simple. God bless my mother-in-love and adopted mother, who have vowed to give me cute aprons, so I at least look like I know what I'm doing.
My mind works like this: I'm cooking dirty rice, which requires hamburger meat, which requires an apron. The word imposter comes to mind. Then, I think of Halloween, which leads me to think about dressing up. Believe it or not, that landed me squarely on the armor of God.
Scary, right? I don't want to pose as a Christian; I want to be a Jesus follower. All day long. That means I need the right gear. This whole armor thing is described in detail in the book of Ephesians, chapter 6, verses 10-18. Then, I think about the fruits of the spirit, found in Galatians 5:22-23. All these things combined together make a delicious recipe for peace with God.
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Amanda Williams is a forty-year old wife and mother of two who can still swing her pony tail and display just a tad of sass. She is also a Jesus loving girl who realizes she is nothing without the One who saved her. Amanda has two degrees specializing in serving students with special needs and is currently working in the field of Leadership Development. She is a Christian author, speaker, blogger, and publisher who loves serving beside her husband at her local place of worship, First Baptist Church of Ocala.