When I was a kid, my mom liked to make breakfast food for dinner
every now and then. And I remember one night in particular when
she had made breakfast after a long, hard day at work.
On that evening so long ago, my mom placed a plate of eggs,
sausage and extremely burned biscuits in front of my dad. I
remember waiting to see if anyone noticed! Yet all my dad did
was reach for his biscuit, smile at my mom and ask me how my day
was at school.. I don't remember what I told him that night, but
I do remember watching him smear butter and jelly on that
biscuit and eat every bite!
When I got up from the table that evening, I remember hearing my
mom apologize to my dad for burning the biscuits. And I'll never
forget what he said: "Honey, I love burned biscuits."
Later that night, I went to kiss Daddy good night and I asked
him if he really liked his biscuits burned. He wrapped me in his
arms and said, "Your Momma put in a hard day at work today and
she's real tired. And besides - a little burnt biscuit never
hurt anyone!"
Life is full of imperfect things....and imperfect people. I'm
not the best at hardly anything, and I forget birthdays and
anniversaries just like everyone else. But what I've learned over the years is
that learning to accept each others faults - and choosing to
celebrate each others differences - is one of the most important
keys to creating a healthy, growing, and lasting relationship.
And that's my prayer for you today. That you will learn to take
the good, the bad, and the ugly parts of your life and lay them
at the feet of God. Because in the end, He's the only One who
will be able to give you a relationship where a burnt biscuit
isn't a deal-breaker!
We could extend this to any relationship. In fact, understanding
is the base of any relationship, be it a husband-wife or parent-
child or friendship!
"Don't put the key to your happiness in someone else's pocket -
keep it in your own."
every now and then. And I remember one night in particular when
she had made breakfast after a long, hard day at work.
On that evening so long ago, my mom placed a plate of eggs,
sausage and extremely burned biscuits in front of my dad. I
remember waiting to see if anyone noticed! Yet all my dad did
was reach for his biscuit, smile at my mom and ask me how my day
was at school.. I don't remember what I told him that night, but
I do remember watching him smear butter and jelly on that
biscuit and eat every bite!
When I got up from the table that evening, I remember hearing my
mom apologize to my dad for burning the biscuits. And I'll never
forget what he said: "Honey, I love burned biscuits."
Later that night, I went to kiss Daddy good night and I asked
him if he really liked his biscuits burned. He wrapped me in his
arms and said, "Your Momma put in a hard day at work today and
she's real tired. And besides - a little burnt biscuit never
hurt anyone!"
Life is full of imperfect things....and imperfect people. I'm
not the best at hardly anything, and I forget birthdays and
anniversaries just like everyone else. But what I've learned over the years is
that learning to accept each others faults - and choosing to
celebrate each others differences - is one of the most important
keys to creating a healthy, growing, and lasting relationship.
And that's my prayer for you today. That you will learn to take
the good, the bad, and the ugly parts of your life and lay them
at the feet of God. Because in the end, He's the only One who
will be able to give you a relationship where a burnt biscuit
isn't a deal-breaker!
We could extend this to any relationship. In fact, understanding
is the base of any relationship, be it a husband-wife or parent-
child or friendship!
"Don't put the key to your happiness in someone else's pocket -
keep it in your own."
My Mother In-Law sent me this email. I loved it so much I wanted to share it with you!
4 comments:
that's greaT!
tami, I loved that story. I can really use that advice right now, so thanks for sharing. you must've been inspired.
I need to know was this your family or a story that was passed down? I had to read it to Clay after I read it. Love it. Send me a text to tell me if this was your experience as a child or some one else. love ya.
I needed that today more that ever!! Sorry we couldn't come see you, things got crazy and we didn't have time to go to Salt Lake again. Maybe next time we'll have more days to visit.
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