BURNED BUSCUITS
David M. Adam. Jr.
When I young, my Grandma liked to make breakfast food
for dinner every now and then. And I re-member one night in
particular when she had made breakfast after a long, hard day.
On that evening so long ago, she had placed a plate of eggs,
sausage and extremely burned biscuits in front of my Granddad.
I remember waiting to see if anyone noticed!
Yet all my Granddad did was reach for his biscuit, smile
at my Grandma 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 ugly burned biscuit.
He ate every bite of that thing.. and never made a face nor
uttered a word about it!
When I got up from the table that evening, I remember
hearing my Grandma apologize to my Granddad for burning
the biscuits. And I'll never forget what he said: "Honey, I
love burned biscuits every now and then."
Later that night, I went to kiss Granddaddy good night and
I asked him if he really liked his biscuits burned. He wrapped
me in his arms and said, "Your Grandma put in a hard day of
work today and she's real tired. And besides - a little burned
biscuit never hurt anyone!"
As I've grown older, I've thought about that many times.
Life is full of imperfect things and imperfect people. I'm not
the best at anything, and I forget birthdays and anniversaries
just like everyone else. But 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 to give you a relationship where a burnt biscuit
isn't a deal-breaker! We could extend this to any relationship.
In fact, understanding is the basis of any relationship
So, please pass me a biscuit, and yes, the burned one
will do just fine. And PLEASE pass this along to someone
who has enriched your life. Be kinder than necessary because
everyone you meet is fighting some kind of battle.
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