Chapter 9: Potato Flower
No matter the difficulties, everything will turn out well.
For that is the Lord’s will.
While this might be something too trivial to call a ‘power’,
Too insignificant to be called a ‘Miracle’,
I had never failed at cooking.
“Well, I put some sauce on the turkey and roasted it over the fire, until it cooked all the through.”
“It’s very crispy. But the insides are still juicy.”
“All thanks to the Lord’s blessing.”
If I throw some ingredients in the right proportions on a pot, the food always turns out fine. And just when I think it’s done, and turn out the fire, it’s really done.
All I had to do was eliminate all the probabilities where the cooking wouldn’t be successful. I don’t know why God bestowed this power upon me, but He must have His reasons.
“Make sure to eat well, Roka.”