Today I went to see Julie & Julia for the second time. Last week I saw it with my mother-in-law and this afternoon I watched it alone. During my first viewing, I hoped to find the inspiration to cook. Unfortunately that did not happen. This afternoon, my first time alone in a movie theater, I watched the movie again for what it did inspire me to do---write!

Julie and Julia found fulfillment and meaning in food---cooking it and writing about it. I cried, yes cried, through the whole movie. Because I too have found fulfillment and meaning in food and I too desire to write about it!

The food I want to write about is not French cuisine----rich sauces, fancy dishes and luscious desserts. No, the food I found myself weeping to write about is living food---the very word of God.