Thursday, April 9, 2009


I wanted to take a moment to wish all of my friends Happy Easter. It is a day to spend with family and friends. It may be a rainy day, but the kids don't care where they get to hunt the Easter Eggs as long as they get to do it. I am sitting here listing to the thunder and rain as I write this.
We have the traditional ham and turkey for most holidays, but this year it was decided that we are going to have grilled pork chops. It doesn't have to be summer to enjoy cooking on the grill. It doesn't matter if it is hot dogs or hamburgers, there is just something about the flavor from the grill. We have prepared the whole meal using the grill to do the ears of corn, baked potatoes, or the hobo pocket as I call it with carrots, onions, potatoes, and whatever else you want to put in it.
Of course, you can never forget the desert. One of the favorite's for the boys is the cake shaped like an Easter Bunny using two round layer cake pans. They like the jelly beans that are used for his eyes, nose and mouth.
I was sent this e-mail that I would like to share with you. It is called Makin Pancakes
Six year old Brandon decided one Saturday morning to fix his parents pancakes. he found a big bowl and spoon, pulled a chair to the counter, opened the cupboard and pulled out the heavy flour cannister, spilling it on the floor. He scooped some of the flour into the bowl with his hands, mixed in most of a cup of milk and added some sugar, leaving a floury trail on the floor which by now had a few tracks of his kitten. Brandon was covered with flour and getting frustrated. He wanted this to be something very good for mom and dad, but it was getting very bad. He didn't know what to do next, whether to put it all in the oven or on the stove and he didn't know how the stove worked! Suddenly he saw his kitten licking from the bowl of mix and reached to push her away, knocking the egg carton to the floor. Frantically he tried to clean up this monumental mess but slipped on the eggs, getting his pajamas white and sticky. And just then he saw Dad standing at the door. Big crocodile tears well up in Brandon'e eyes. All he wanted to do was something good, but he'd made a terrible mess. He was sure a scolding was coming,maybe even a spanking. But his father just watched him.
Then, walking through the mess, he picked up his crying son, hugged him and loved him,. getting his own pajamas white and sticky in the process. That's how God deals with us. We try to do something good in life, but it turns into a mess. Our marriage gets all sticky or we insult a friend, or we can't stand our job, or our health goes sour. Sometimes we just stand there in tears because we can't think of anything else to do. That's when God picks us up, loves us and forgives us, even though some of our mess gets all over Him. But just because we might mess up, we can't stop trying to "make pancakes" for God or for others. Sooner or later we'll get it right, and then they'll be glad we tried. I was thinking...... and I wondered if I had any wounds needing to be healed, friendships that need rekindling or three words need to be said, sometimes, " I love you" can heal and bless. The little boy made me think of my own middle grandson Matt who is always there helping to cook standing on his chair at the counter and it can get messy, but we love them anyway. You have a wonderful weekend.

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