Burned Biscuits

My friend Elizabeth, over at Zizzie Happenings had this posted on her blog last week. I thought it had a lot of wisdom in it, so I asked if I could share it with my readers. Hope you enjoy it as much as I did!

When I was a kid, my mom liked to make breakfast food for dinner every now and then. 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 how I answered him, 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 liked his biscuits burned. He gave me a hug 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!"

You know, life is full of imperfect things - and imperfect people! I'm not the best housekeeper or cook, and I forget birthday and anniversaries just like anyone 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 - it can be any relationship; husband/wife, parent/child, friend or sibling!

We need to take the good, the bad, and the ugly parts of life and lay them at the feet of God. In the end, He's the only one One who will help both you and those in your life to show patience and love at those times it is really needed!