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!
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