BURNT BISCUITS..............

There was a kid whose mom liked to make breakfast food for dinner every now and then. He remembered one night in particular when she had made breakfast after a long, hard day at work. On that evening so long ago, his mom placed a plate of eggs, sausage and extremely burned biscuits in front of his dad. He remembers waiting to see if anyone noticed!


Yet all his dad did was reach for his biscuit, smile at his mom and ask him how his day was at school. He doesn't remember what he told them that night, but he does remember watching his dad smear butter and jelly on that biscuit and eat every bite!


When he got up from the table that evening, he remembers hearing his mom apologize to his dad for burning the biscuits. And he'll never forget what his dad said: "Honey, I love burned biscuits."


Later that night, he went to kiss Dad good night and he asked him if he really liked his biscuits burned. His dad wrapped him 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!"

Aren't our lives full of imperfect things.....and imperfect people?

Learning to accept each others faults - and choosing to celebrate each others differences - is one of the most important keys to creating healthy, growing, and lasting relationships.

Let's make that our prayer for one another... that we'll remember to take the good, the bad, and the ugly parts of our lives and lay them at the feet of God. In the end, He's the only One who will be able to give us relationships where a burnt biscuit isn't a deal-breaker!

Please pass me a biscuit, and OK, the burnt one will do just fine !

This was given to me by my mom. I thought that I would pass it on to you in a spirt of gratitude and humor.

Have a blessed day!

Daily Grace