I wanted to share with you the fun Christmas cookies that a co-worker of mine made for all the associates at work. She's very talented and we paid her to make every associate a cookie with their name on it. This is my cookie(it didn't stay pretty long), but she made four styles of gloves-some with checks and some with stripes. We gave them out on Christmas Eve. I think everyone liked it. So I was going to share with you a story I got in an email some time ago. It really fits in with my try at making Christmas cookies for my husband (you can find that story here(http://ellamaesbarngathering.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-sugar-cookies.html for those of you who haven't seen it.
Here goes:
When I was a kid, my mom like to make breakfast food for dinner every now and then. And I remember one night in particular when she 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 like 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."
So please pass me a biscuit, and yes, the burnt one will do just fine!!!!!
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6 months ago
Now that sounds good for New Years...not full of alot of expectations but being grateful for what we do everyday!
ReplyDeleteThis was a wonderful story, and I am so glad you shared it:) I do love the cookie, and I don't know that mine would have survived the picture! Hope you had a great holiday too!
ReplyDeleteWhat a wonderful post! A little burned bisuit never hurt anyone! Love it! And I would LOVE a list of your favorite Period movies!!!! I have been researching and would love other people's favorites!! Hope your 2011 is Awesome, Happy New Years!
ReplyDeleteSherry
I love that story Rebecca. Especially that little quote about keeping your own key to happiness. I just had this same kinda conversation today with one of the teachers at school who even in her 50's is struggling with her dad who is in his 80's, seeing someone else and that woman, at 84 years of age, acting and talking in silly ways. You know how things can be when a parent gets involved with someone else. It seems no matter what age you are, some people just can't seem to get past all the jealousies and baggage.
ReplyDeleteThanks for stopping by my corner of the world. All my kitties were waiting for me when we got home from school today. I sure do wish I could take them all in. I'd have to throw my husband out to do that. HA!
Take care and best wishes, Tammy P.S. The mitten cookies are so pretty and I bet they tasted great too. :)