Yesterday, I baked again. It felt glorious.
No, I didn’t break my sugar fast (although the banana coconut cream pie at the birthday party last night almost did me in). But yesterday morning, I broke out the sterling silver measuring cups. I got down the powdery white flour. I cut in some cold butter. I soured the milk for buttermilk. I made homemade, hot-from-the-oven biscuits.
They. Were. Glorious.
If you’re ever looking for a good biscuit recipe, we use the Minimalist Baker’s “Best Damn Vegan Biscuits.” We don’t make them 100% vegan – we use real butter – but it doesn’t impact the taste. These puppies are goooood.
As I was taking a few turns around the mixing bowl, I began to realize I missed baking a lot. I hung up my apron 20 days ago (since my favorite thing to bake is chocolate chip cookies). But a few dry ingredients forming a sticky dough quickly reignited my love. Fortunately, the recipe didn’t call for any sugar! Score!
As I was mixing, another moment from the weekend came to mind. Saturday morning we watched my daughter’s acting class perform their exercises for the parents. One game they played was designed to teach improv; each time a student suggested something to act out, they all responded in unison, “Yes, Let’s!”
It got me thinking… yes… what a powerful word.
The Struggle of No vs. Yes
I don’t know about you, but I find myself saying “no” a lot. Especially as a parent.
Candy for breakfast? No. Stay up late and watch a movie on a school night? No. Dress like a teenager when you’re 7 years old? Not a chance.
As someone who’s spent most of my life in church, “no” is also something I’ve heard a lot in 34 years. Us churchgoers are notorious for the list of “nos” we tend to carry around – many refuse to cross the doorways of a church because of them.
But as I baked yesterday, I thought about the power of “Yes, Let’s!”
And I wondered what else in my life needs a “yes.”
I do believe there’s a time and place for the “no.” A wise “no” will ward off temptation and protect us. We need good boundaries and that means saying no – don’t get me wrong.
It’s not a good idea for me to bake chocolate chip cookies during a sugar fast.
But behind every no is a yes waiting to surprise us. A powerful, freeing “yes” that wants us to come alive. A yes that doesn’t cross our boundaries or invite temptation – but a yes that’s so joyous, it helps us come alive and experience the sweetest moments of our lives.
Or in my case, some of the most fulfilling – those warm biscuits were one of the best things I’d eaten in 20 days.