05/30/2026
Today. Was. Soul. Washing.
I often wonder what we’re doing and, if I’m honest, sometimes I even feel like an imposter.
By that, I mean we don’t have some grand ambition of becoming the next Sunbeam Bread Company. I don’t pray for God to let me quit my career in clinical research. I don’t dream of riches that would make my frugal ways unnecessary.
What I do love is the community we've built.
I love the old friends who have been with us from the beginning, and the new friends we meet every week. I love that we’ve been given the opportunity to live in America, start a family business, and freely honor God through it.
My prayer has never been for fame or fortune. My prayer is that every part of this business reflects the goodness of God and points people back to Him. After all, this is His work being carried out through our earthly hands. It’s all His.
So today... He washed my soul.
Five days ago, I received a call from a gentleman I had never met. He told me about a ministry he has been involved with for years, in Ukraine—sharing the Gospel, teaching entrepreneurship and small business skills, and bringing groups here to the United States for two weeks to visit businesses, attend church, and experience Christian community.
He shared a list of places they would be visiting—meeting David Moore at Chick-fil-A, stopping by Purple Crow, Dairi-O, and several others—and then asked if they could visit Kiki's Kitchen so we could share our kitchen and our testimony.
Honestly, I don't remember much of what he said after that because my response was basically, "Yes. Sure. Absolutely. Okay. See you Friday evening."
When I hung up, I told my husband, "I think I just invited a bunch of strangers to our house so we can tell them about Jesus."
His response? "Okay."
This evening, a few cars pulled up. Then a church bus arrived filled with beautiful faces from Ukraine—smiling, kind, and practicing their English. They brought their own sweet interpreter, and for over an hour we shared our story, talked about the business, and let them watch the boys hard at work.
Before they left, they prayed the most beautiful blessing over our family and our business and we gave them each a loaf of warm, just baked, bread.
Then came some sweet unexpected gifts. One young woman handed Gabriel a keyring, and said, "For your big kitchen one day." Another gentleman reached into his pocket, pulled out a coin from Ukraine, placed it in Gabriel's hand, and said, "Your first money from Ukraine."
👇🏻 This is my why. 👇🏻
If you've ever wondered why we do this, it's simple:
I just want to love people with the gifts and talents God has given me and tell them about Jesus.
The bread is wonderful.
The people are the point.
