I have been making some new recipes these past few weeks that are all egg and gluten-free. Some have not been the best but some have been good. My recent attempt involved rolls. The beginning of the recipe called for the yeast, sugar, and water to be added together and allowed to sit for five minutes. The next sentence made me laugh. It says, “If at this point you do not see the yeast bubbling, throw it out and start over. Your recipe will not be good if it’s not bubbling.”
It had been some time since I had made homemade bread without my bread machine, so watching the yeast bubble was an experience I hadn’t seen in some time. As I waited the five minutes I wondered if I would see the bubbles or if I would just see a bowl with the yeast floating on top and very flat. Sure enough, though, there it was. There was no doubt in my mind it had bubbled and my yeast was indeed good. My rolls weren’t all that bad, either.
This statement that made me laugh while baking has been on my mind a lot during the week. When the yeast bubbled, it worked and grew. It not only affected itself and what was in the bowl, but it enabled the bread to work. It was good and viable. I began thinking about whom and what are in my life. Some of the things I truly enjoy give me energy. I look forward to these tasks and responsibilities. Those things that are good and viable should in effect be bubbling. Those things that are bad, or not bubbling, though, I should probably throw out and start over. These are the things that zap my energy. I might not see any point to these tasks. Perhaps I do them out of guilt or lack of anyone else doing the job.
So, the question begging to be answered by me is, “What needs to be thrown out?” What line-items are bringing me down and ruining the entire batch of my life? For, if I have bad yeast, how can my bread truly grow properly? What is required to see if something is bad? Well, I must sit and wait just as I did for the yeast. I must give it time to see if it will rise to the occasion. I cannot make a quick judgment call. Who knows, within five minutes of waiting, I might find something new in my life that is bubbling.
What is bubbling in your life? Remember, whatever is bubbling (or not bubbling) will affect all you do.
© 2012 Susan M. Sims
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