What if we all loved burned biscuits?
By: La Donna Chase
The following is an abbreviated email message I received from a friend:
My mother liked to make breakfast food for dinner and one night, after she had a hard day at work, she placed a plate of eggs, sausage, and extremely burned biscuits in front of my Dad. I wondered if anyone would notice! All Dad did was reach for his biscuit, smile at Mom and ask me how my day was at school. As my Mom apologized for burning the biscuits,
my Dad said: “Honey, I love burned biscuits.”
Before going to bed that night, I asked Dad if he really liked his biscuits burned. He wrapped his arms around me and said, “Your Mom put in a long, hard day at work today; she’s real tired, and yet she still made dinner for us. Besides…a burned biscuit never hurt anyone!”
What if we all understood that life is full of imperfect things and imperfect people; we all do and say things to loved ones and friends that we wish we could take back. We forget promises, birthdays and anniversaries. But what if we could embrace the very simple concept of learning to accept each others faults and choose to celebrate each others differences? Not so simple you say? I’m convinced this is possible only with God’s help. It is one of the most important keys to creating healthy, growing, and lasting relationships in our lives. What if we could all learn to enjoy our lives as they are right now?
So please, pass the biscuits. And yes, a burned one will be just fine!