I would be the first to tell you that I am no Julia Child. However, I'm no longer a stranger in my own kitchen. Even my husband Bryan knows his way around our kitchen island almost as well as Gilligan and the Skipper knew their way around their island. (As I write this Bryan thinks I'm maligning his kitchen knowledge, but I assure you that I am not. He's quite adept in the kitchen and even makes his own tortillas for his Mexican food feasts! All Mary Ann could make was banana cream pie!)

       Things weren't always this good though. I remember when Bryan and I were dating. His birthday was the next day and I wanted to bake his favorite cake. I was working at WJW-Channel 8 as the 6 and 11 pm co-anchor, which meant that I got off work after the stores were closed. I called a good friend and asked her if she wouldn't mind picking up a box cake mix and putting it at my back door. "Oh, I'll need eggs, too. And oil...and the PANS! I don't even have cake pans!!!!" Being a fabulous cook, Michele was horrified by my neediness, but assured me she'd help me out. Sure enough, when I got home that night, there were the eggs, the oil, the pans and the cake mix.

       I followed the directions and popped the pans in the oven for the required 35-40 minutes. Then I made my big mistake. I decided to lie down on the sofa for just a few minutes while the cake baked. Don't ever lie down on your sofa at one o'clock in the morning expecting to be there for just a few minutes. I don't know if it was the smoke that finally woke me, the smoke alarm, or the timer that had been going off for about 4 hours, but I sprang off that sofa and felt my way to the kitchen. The smoke was so thick I could hardly see. Once I found the oven, I pulled out two lumps of devil's food cake that looked like large pieces of charcoal. "If I frost them, will he notice?" I wondered. When they cooled and stopped smoking, I chiseled in a place for a candle and decided I'd better try all over again. I was the first one in the store when they opened at 7 a.m. and the second attempt was perfect.

       We still laugh about that story to this day and how, when Bryan came over for his birthday celebration, he accidentally (which I still question) knocked the plate and petrified cake to the floor. The plate broke. The cake didn't. I was retelling the story the other day when a friend admired a covered stand sitting on my counter piled high with fresh blueberry muffins. "Did you make those?" she asked. "From scratch????" I told her that I did and why I don't do well with mixes.

       Which brings me to my point. I made those fresh blueberry muffins for my family and friends to enjoy. I was the creator. The muffins were the creation. They didn't just happen. Even if I bought them at a bakery, somebody would've had to create them. That is a perfect metaphor for explaining all of creation. God is the Creator. The earth and everything in it are His creation. "In the beginning, God created the heavens and the earth." (Genesis 1:1) He created day and night (Gen. 1:3-5), the sky (Gen. 1:6-8), the land and seas (Gen. 1:9-10). Then God created everything on the land and in the seas. (Gen. 1:11-13, 20-24) It is only after He has created the heavens and the earth, the lightness and darkness, the seasons and the beauty that covers the earth that He decides to make man. "Then God said, 'Let us make man in our image, in our likeness, and let them rule over the fish of the sea and the birds of the air, over the livestock, over all the earth, and over all the creatures that move along the ground.' So God created man in His own image, in the image of God He created him; male and female He created them. (Gen. 1:26-27)

       My friend, do not buy Satan's lie that this earth "just happened by some cosmic explosion" or that you and I "evolved from some slimy creature that crawled out of the ocean." The Triune God of the universe made you!!! "For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother's womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well." (Psalm 139:13-14)

       Furthermore, our Creator promises us that we are new creations when we believe in His Son. "If anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation; the old has gone, the new has come! All this is from God, who reconciled us to Himself through Christ and gave us the ministry of reconciliation. God made Him who had no sin to be sin for us, so that in Him we might become the righteousness of God." (2 Corinthians 5:17-18, 21) If you do not believe these truths, think about them the next time you find yourself as a creator of something. My blueberry muffins aren't better than a bakery's, but they are made with love for my family, who in turn, loves them because they know and love the creator of the muffins.

       Praise God that He created us, that He loves us and that He promises us new creation in Christ Jesus.