Brownies & Belief: A Journey of Sweet Trust

Brownies & Belief: A Journey of Sweet Trust

There is something old fashioned about the aroma that spreads around from baking chocolate brownies at home. Warm, rich, and comforting by the way--it brings back these memories to my childhood times, whereby simplicity was in cocoa and happiness. I recall being on my toes gazing through the glass of the old multi colour tin oven kept on a charcoal stove just outside our kitchen, to see the batter rise and shatter into the fudgy perfection. I am talking about some five decades ago, when my Mamma used to bake this delicacy.

Back then, I had no idea that this simple dessert would one day teach me about faith. But as I grew older, life-like baking taught me that waiting is part of the process. The brownie isn’t born from a rush; it’s born from surrender to heat and time. Something that I understood when I took to baking for family and friends.

So is the case with faith. The great tentmaker in Hebrews 11:1 writes, “Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen.”. As while baking or cooking for family and friends I have often had to learn to trust what I cannot see will eventually turn out to be something sweet or delicious , in the very same manner I am also taught to trust that what is invisible in my own life is good; even when all I see is the mess before the miracle.

Every recipe begins with brokenness—cracked eggs, crushed cocoa, melted butter. But it's in the mixing, in the heat, that everything comes together. And so does my life in Christ. My mess becomes His masterpiece. In the same way yours could also be.

Making brownies was my prayer time- measuring, stirring, waiting. That was the place where I found out that God is not always there, on my time but that He comes along with something better than what I deserve.

So now, every batch I bake is a quiet hallelujah. A reminder that even in the waiting, God is at work, and what He is preparing will be worth every moment of trust.

And I guess I can say this –

In cocoa swirls, God’s love I trace,
Sweet faith that bakes in patient grace.