I make the best tortillas.
or so I’m told.
hand-rolled flour tortillas.
it’s a recipe I stumbled upon years ago that I tweaked until it was just right.
First, mix the dry ingredients, cut in the oil, add the water then knead on unfloured countertop until the dough is smooth and blended. Then, pull apart small chunks and work them into little balls, place them side by side on the counter, cover with plastic wrap and let them rest.
The resting part is the most important part.
I learned that the hard way. I was in a rush, shortened the resting time and ended up with tough tortillas. They resisted being rolled out, and they tasted dry. And angry.
I should have let them rest.
Because when they rest, they relax. They become pliable. I grab my handle-less rolling pin, the perfectly seasoned one, place a ball of dough on a bit of flour and roll, then I flip and turn and roll again. Flip, turn, roll. Flip, turn, roll. Until the dough is thin and round and ready to toast on the hot dry griddle.
It’s quite a process. I don’t make them very often.
I read something that reminded me of those resting tortilla balls.”Much of the life of faith consists in letting things alone.”
it’s a concept I’ve been mulling over lately.
Because I’m really good at getting things done. Towels need washed? I'm on it. Milk running low? I'll pick some up on the way home. .
I know how to do action. I don’t know how to do rest.
and the resting part sometimes is the most important part.
The resting part feels like nothing is happening.
I pray and hand my concerns over to God. Then a bit later I start to wonder if I should make a call, or say something, or do something. The resting feels uncomfortable. Like nothing is getting done.
maybe that’s why it’s so hard.
But I’m learning that when I give to God the stuff I’m worried about, the stuff that’s too big for me to handle, the stuff I can’t make happen, and leave it with Him….then give it to Him again when I’ve grabbed it back, He actually achieves things. He works behind the scenes. He brings about changes in lives. He truly makes the impossible possible.
and it’s okay for me to rest.