I wrote part of this story the other day but I want to expand and finish it:
In January I really wanted to make homemade bread. I have a Bosch Food Processor that I got when I was married. I have tried to make bread in it but it was just too much for the machine. I looked around to find the mixer I wanted but the price was too great and I couldn't justify it.
8 months later I am using my 20 year old hand mixer and it breaks. That afternoon my neighbor gives me an old mixer. It is great, a KitchenAid Pro that has a huge bowl. I am so excited to make bread and so grateful that my Heavenly Father was so aware of me that He gave me a mixer the day my hand held one had broken. What more direct blessing could I receive?
The day I try to make bread my new machine starts to smoke. I realize it is not going to make 4 loafs of bread. So I start the journey again of looking into the mixer that I really want. I find some used ones for a good price but just don't feel good about purchasing them. I am reminded by the Spirit to have patience.
My good husband then reminds me that I have been given a great mixer for FREE and that I haven't given it a chance. Together we take it apart (thank you YouTube) an grease it all up since it has not been used for 4 years. The inside looks great, hardy any wear.
Again I try the bread but decide to do 2 loafs instead of 4. (Actually 5, 2 small ones to give to the ladies I visit teach and to relate the Parable of the Bread to them.) No problem. I figure that as I am making one batch I can measure out the ingrediates for a second batch at the same time. Then when one is done mixing I just have to dump the other ingrediants in and now I have 4 loafs of bread and no one can tell which one was made first.
Then as I ponder this story I realize my ingratidude to my Heavenly Father. I was so impatient that I was ungrateful of a wondeful gift and a loving example of my Heavenly Father taking care of me, even over something as little as home made bread. He knows me and loves me and wants me to feel that love. But Statan took that beautiful gift and distored it into wanting more and not being satisfied with what I have.
How grateful I am for a loving Heavenly Father who not only gives me gifts but also helps me learn in the midst of my ingratitude to be patient and to be thankful.
In January I really wanted to make homemade bread. I have a Bosch Food Processor that I got when I was married. I have tried to make bread in it but it was just too much for the machine. I looked around to find the mixer I wanted but the price was too great and I couldn't justify it.
8 months later I am using my 20 year old hand mixer and it breaks. That afternoon my neighbor gives me an old mixer. It is great, a KitchenAid Pro that has a huge bowl. I am so excited to make bread and so grateful that my Heavenly Father was so aware of me that He gave me a mixer the day my hand held one had broken. What more direct blessing could I receive?
The day I try to make bread my new machine starts to smoke. I realize it is not going to make 4 loafs of bread. So I start the journey again of looking into the mixer that I really want. I find some used ones for a good price but just don't feel good about purchasing them. I am reminded by the Spirit to have patience.
My good husband then reminds me that I have been given a great mixer for FREE and that I haven't given it a chance. Together we take it apart (thank you YouTube) an grease it all up since it has not been used for 4 years. The inside looks great, hardy any wear.
Again I try the bread but decide to do 2 loafs instead of 4. (Actually 5, 2 small ones to give to the ladies I visit teach and to relate the Parable of the Bread to them.) No problem. I figure that as I am making one batch I can measure out the ingrediates for a second batch at the same time. Then when one is done mixing I just have to dump the other ingrediants in and now I have 4 loafs of bread and no one can tell which one was made first.
Then as I ponder this story I realize my ingratidude to my Heavenly Father. I was so impatient that I was ungrateful of a wondeful gift and a loving example of my Heavenly Father taking care of me, even over something as little as home made bread. He knows me and loves me and wants me to feel that love. But Statan took that beautiful gift and distored it into wanting more and not being satisfied with what I have.
How grateful I am for a loving Heavenly Father who not only gives me gifts but also helps me learn in the midst of my ingratitude to be patient and to be thankful.
Patience
By Elder Neal A. Maxwell
"Clearly, without patience, we will learn less in life. We will see less. We will feel less. We will hear less. Ironically, rush and more usually mean less. The pressures of now, time and time again, go against the grain of the gospel with its eternalism."
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