This is our kingdom, ladies. We may share the cooking with our hubbies or even our children, but we should know and grasp the power of a treasured kitchen. From her we make tea to soothe anxiety, pour wine to calm and help conversations flow, and coffee to brighten. Here we clean away dirt and stains and grubbiness. Here we make memories and link people together. All this and more overflows from our kitchens. The kitchen is our biggest and brightest tool as domestic artists. It is our biggest help as the helpers. It is our most faithful co-laborer in our service to others.

It’s not us who wax eloquent about the ‘magic’ of the kitchen in praise of God’s provision, in praise of daily bread. It’s the pagans. How is that even close to appropriate? We of all people should be profuse in our thanksgiving for all that the kitchen produces for our families.