Flannel Jammies Farm

...praising God on our 1/5 acre of suburbia

Sunday, February 6, 2011


At the end of a long week...
After two long weeks...
After so many changes and so many transitions
   so many joys and heartaches and prayers prayed through quivering lips
   over the last couple of years...

I made pie.

Precious gift of a son came to visit.  To cheer.  To chat.  To comfort his Nana.
Treasured daughter with the tender heart joined us for lunch.  Breaking bread. 
     Sharing smiles.
Husband and Nana and I with the grown-up children, sharing a meal on a rainy February day.

It seems so simple, so normal.  Something we all do from time to time.  But it's been such a time for all of us these last couple of years that this simple thing seemed to slow down time, soothe the wounds of this world, and refresh my heart.

So I made pie.

Something sweet to complete our sweet time together.  Apples and sugar and spices stirred with love.  Crust formed in the dish and gently woven on the top.  Bubbling goodness, warm and rich. 

Pie.  Yum.

I am learning to be ever grateful for these simple joys, these new beginnings, these moments given. 
 And today, the sun is shining and there's one last piece of pie....  *smile*

light is sweet
how pleasant to see a new day dawning.
Ecclesiastes 11:7

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