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 ugly burned
biscuit. He ate every bite of that thing... never made a face nor uttered a word
about it! 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 every now and then." 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 burned biscuit never
hurt anyone!" As I've grown older, I've thought about that many times.
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 other's
faults - and choosing to celebrate each other's 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 burned one will do just fine. If this reading
has touched your spirit, feel free to pass this along to someone who has
enriched your life. Be kinder than necessary because everyone you meet
is fighting some kind of battle.