I love making bread. I love the feel of the dough in my hands. I love the smell of fresh bread in the oven. But I especially love slicing into a loaf just as soon as it is cool enough to slice and slathering butter on it. I make sure the slice is extra thick too. Yummy!
I have been a bread making machine lately. A few weeks ago I started making bread in earnest. For awhile I was making bread every day, or at least every other day. I was giving away half of the bread I made. Some I gave away because I thought the people would enjoy it, some I gave away because people asked to try my bread. I gave away two loaves because of a silly Facebook game. (“Be one of the first five to comment if you want something homemade by me sometime this year….and post this status on your page.”)
On friend who received a loaf of bread told us how much he liked it and how much he would like more. I mentioned I had been thinking about making some and selling it at the Farmer’s Market this summer. He wanted me to start the Farmer’s Market right now. It is true I had been thinking about it and had figured out about what it cost me to make two loaves and thought it might be cost prohibitive.
Our friend asked how much and when I told him, he immediately ordered and paid for 6 loaves!
Wow, God! Thanks!!!
This weekend I was at a Christian Workers Conference (and actually, if we believe in Jesus, aren’t we all Christian workers?) and one of the vendors there makes and sells cookies out of her home. You know my little middle-child brain went nuts with that, “if she can have a business selling cookies out of her home, I can make my bread and sell it too.”
Because I’m mature like that.
My competitive, middle-child brain said, “If she can do it, I can do it. But first I am so far behind! I mean, she has a cute name and business cards. BUSINESS CARDS! If I’m going to have any hope of competing with her, I had better get a move on!”
Yes, everything is a competition. So I start pondering some spiritual names, and come up with an obvious one. I asked Mr. FullCup if he could think of one. He came up with the same obvious one, Bread of Life. I told him I’d already thought of it and he said it must be God’s will then because we both thought of it.
If only it were that easy.
When I returned home from the conference I was talking to a friend and she asked me if I was interested in another bread customer. Of course I said yes, and doubled my efforts to think of a name. And that is where I need your help. I’ve thought of a few, and you can help me think of more and/or you can tell me which ones you like the best.
- Bread of Life
- Daily Bread
- Bread From Heaven
- Exodus 16:4 Bread
- My Full Cup of Bread
Now it’s your turn!