Bread

Without getting into the details, Suzy and I began Monday to try going wheat-free for a while. I’ll let you know how it works out, but the one thing I think a lot about these days is bread – in all shapes and sizes. I dream about bread, I daydream about bread, and I really miss bread.

My friend Tom makes his own bread. One time I visited him, he demonstrated how it can be a spiritual experience. The act of kneading, the feel of the dough actually forming and changing in one’s hands is special, especially under the tutelage of a Sufi mystic.

Whether you use yeast, a living organism, or make bread using natural yeast, the kind that is in the air, one thing is for sure you can’t rush the dough. It is a reminder that there are many things in life not under our control. Bread takes time to rise, and proof, and bake. There are times that the bread needs working and times to simply leave it alone. Sometimes we just need to watch and wait. With my friend Tom, that can involve a glass of wine and always good conversation.

In those times of waiting, when things are not in our control, we have a chance to quiet our souls and simply admire the simple miracles of rising bread and life itself.

About the author

Webb Hubbell, former Associate Attorney General of The United States, is an author and speaker. His novels, When Men Betray, Ginger Snaps, A Game of Inches, The Eighteenth Green, and The East End are published by Beaufort Books and are available online or at your local bookstore. When Men Betray won one of the IndieFab awards for best novel in 2014. Ginger Snaps and The Eighteenth Green won the IPPY Awards Gold Medal for best suspense/thriller.

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