I am later then usual this morning. I woke up in the wee hours of the morning wide awake, so I got up for a while and then went back to bed and slept in. The rest felt good.
I am attempting to do something I have never done before and I am channeling my Hebrew heritage, asked God if he could find my grandma up there somewhere and send her to me…I am making “Challah” for the first time in my life. I grew up watching grandma and now it’s my turn. Challah is a Jewish sweet bread that is beautifully braided and adorned with poppy seeds.
To be attempting this today makes me feel so close to those who came before me. The women of my bloodline who walked the path I now walk, and the traditions, lessons and steps my granddaughters will follow because of me.
1 Corinthians 11:2 ESV “Now I commend you because you remember me in everything and maintain the traditions even as I delivered them to you.”
Is there a recipe or two your grandma used to make that you miss? It’s never too late; give it a try? Are you blessed to have your grandma still, cherish her and learn from her? That way, she will always be with you. My grandma was the best and I miss her everyday but today she and I are baking bread!
So, tucked in my cozy kitchen I shall walk a path my ancients did…I shall make the bread of our traditional sabbaths and celebrations. Wish me luck, and thank you for joining. 🥰