Saturday, September 5, 2009

Breakfast for Dinner

When I was a little child, 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: "Baby, 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 burned biscuit never hurt anyone."

You know, life is full of imperfect things . . . . . and imperfect people. I'm not the best housekeeper or cook. 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 - as 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."

Thanks Aunt B. for another great email!


  1. My hubs is the same way. I don't think I've ever burnt anything in our marriage except maybe a bridge or two at one time or another. If not for our strong friendship it might have been more difficult to repair. For us, it was very easy. Grateful not only for the good times but also the bad. They all teach us something. Tammy

  2. OK, now I'm cryin'!!!!

    What a wonderful story and life lesson. Thanks for sharing it with us today!!!!

    I'm going to SAVE it and USE it sometimes when I speak - - - if I may???

  3. Your daddy was a wise man. I really did like your story. Thanks for sharing it with us.

  4. Thanks for visiting my blog. I just spent the last 20 minutes reading your blog. I love it! I love the pictures of your grandmother, the "false" story of the man calling the police, the story of your kind, patient, dad and your words of wisdom. I'll be back.

  5. Thanks for sharing. Have a wonderful weekend!!!

  6. Joycee What a wonderful story . If this younger generation could lean some of this humble attitude wouldn't this world be a different place.
    Thanks for your prays I can use all of them.

  7. Oh, how very sweet of your dad! Your mom is a lucky lady, isn't she?

  8. Thanks for visiting my blog, and I just wanted to let you know that you have a new follower, and that your story about burned biscuits brought tears to my eyes. Thanks!

  9. This was another wonderful email sent to me by Aunt B. Her friends send her great ones and she forwards them on to me! I know we get alot of emails, and it's hard to read them all...but sometimes they are so good and we miss a blessing if we don't take the time to read. Thanks Aunt B.!

  10. This post truly touched my heart and I loved the saying about the key at the end. Thanks for sharing it with us, and thanks for visiting my little blog. xxoo

  11. I love the biscut story. You have a lovely blog!


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