I’ve never been great in the kitchen. One of the reasons is that I am not a massive foodie.
Don’t get me wrong: I love good food, but I always feel too busy to spend hours preparing a meal. I end up eating to live, as opposed to living to eat. So my wife has been the primary cook in our house. When I was younger I thought it was kind of funny that I could not cook, but as I have got older I have begun to feel embarrassed that I am not confident in the kitchen. (I might add that I am a brilliant dishwasher stacker and washer-upperer.)
It’s been one of my goals to become proficient in the kitchen, which would also take some weight off my wife. We have recently had a fourth child, and this little girl demands her mother’s attention after 5.30pm each day. My wife is her human pacifier, leaving me to have to finish work early and be at home to do the evening meal.
In five months I’ve gone from being a non-cook to being able to cook a range of meals. My wife was away for five days just this last week and I am proud to say we only had takeaway one of the five nights. We did have sushi on one of the nights from a shop, but at least that’s super healthy.
So the point in all of this is that you’re never too old to start learning something. I think it is a shame that as we age we get more set in our ways. Why do we do this? The reality is that with age often comes freedom. Many of you are no longer making school lunches, you’re no longer ferrying around children to after school and weekend activities, and so you actually have a lot more time on your hands.
This is the perfect opportunity to learn something new; to fulfill some dreams that got buried away because life was too busy. I am really proud to say I can (sort of) cook. I feel liberated that I can now walk into the kitchen and not be intimidated by the appliances.
Acts 2:17 says ”… and your young men shall see visions, and your old men shall dream dreams.”