Thinking about St. Martha today reminded me of a poem that hung in my kitchen in Alexandria for years. (Now where did that go? Lost in the move?) It's called
The Kitchen Prayer and I loved it so much I memorized it. St. Martha, I post it here today in your honor, since I too "must have Martha's hands" especially when my grandchildren are visiting. Help us make heavenly chocolate chip cookies!
The Kitchen Prayer
by Klara Munkres