Morris’ Musings: The Cookie Sheet

Have you ever gotten a nice, useful gift, but wondered why the person who gave it to you did so? I have.

Many years ago, my mom gave me a cookie sheet as part of my Christmas presents.  Admittedly, it was a very nice cookie sheet–the latest in baking technology.  But, I was a single guy whose idea of cooking a meal is putting a Lean Cuisine in the microwave.  So, the nice cookie sheet had a home in a cupboard that was rarely used (along with the other pots and pans).

And then there was El Paso and God’s instructions to bake cookies to take to my neighbors.  Yelp, you guessed it.  Now that cookie sheet is probably the most used item in my home.  It has literally been part of the baking of 100’s of cookies over the last 7 months. When I get the cookie sheet out I often think about mom and the role she has played in my life.

As you may know my mom has dementia…a horrible disease.  Every once in a while a little bit of the mom I have known all my life will come peaking through.  She was having one of those day when I was visiting with mom in July, so I decided to ask her if she remember buying the cookie sheet.  She nodded her head yes and gave me one of her little grins.

Then I said, “Mom, did you know that I am using that cookie sheet to bake chocolate chips to take to my neighbors, so I can tell them about Jesus.”

Big crocodile tears began to roll down she face and I knew that she had connected with what I was saying that day.  Mom, even in her illness, is a vital part of people learning about Jesus.

“Mom bought the cookie sheet, I bake the cookies, and God brings the increase” (1 Corinthian 3:6, according to Morris).

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2 Responses to Morris’ Musings: The Cookie Sheet

  1. RL says:

    How beautiful. You are a precious gift to your Mommy and she knows and loves her son. Proverbs 6:20 NIV [20] My son, keep your father’s command and do not forsake your mother’s teaching.

    RL <

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