|Mar 31, 2017||Hospitable|
|Mar 30, 2017||A Blessing for All|
|Mar 29, 2017||Lazily Efficient|
|Mar 27, 2017||Reverend Howard Oliver Hough, 1926|
|Mar 26, 2017||Tell Somebody|
|Mar 25, 2017||Tree of Great Peace|
|Mar 24, 2017||Where was God?|
|Mar 23, 2017||Faith Fits|
|Mar 22, 2017||Mystery Mechanics|
|Mar 21, 2017||In Antakya|
|Mar 20, 2017||A Pleasant Illusion|
|Mar 19, 2017||Blessings from Curses|
|Mar 18, 2017||Green Eggs|
|Mar 17, 2017||Wint'a in DC, Summ'a in Montpeli'a|
|Mar 15, 2017||Dear Universe|
|Mar 14, 2017||Knocking on Heaven's Door|
|Mar 13, 2017||Durable Engine, Worn Out Body|
|Mar 12, 2017||Hot Stuff|
|Mar 11, 2017||Pavers|
|Mar 10, 2017||Breath of Life|
|Mar 9, 2017||Thwarts and All|
|Mar 8, 2017||Blackberry Pie|
|Mar 7, 2017||Intentional Misdirection|
|Mar 6, 2017||Inside Outside|
|Mar 5, 2017||Untangled|
|Mar 4, 2017||Hope Adorns Our Way|
|Mar 3, 2017||Words|
|Mar 2, 2017||A Visit to Heaven and Hell|
|Mar 1, 2017||Jesus Wisdom Teacher|
Title: Blackberry Pie
Date: March 08, 2017
In bare feet he walked the soft and mossy path that ends in splashes of wild flowers — yellow hawkweed, goldenrod, purple aster and tangles of ripe blackberries on brambles. He laid down his berry basket, unrolled his shirtsleeves and buttoned the cuffs, then put on his socks and sneakers. As he picked the succulent berries, the brambles pricked and cut through his jeans and shirt, but he knew the momentary irritations were worth it. He picked berries to bake a blackberry pie for dessert, with leftovers for his morning’s breakfast with black coffee.
Plump brambleberries* were free for the picking, and many were already missing — nibbled by black bears, or swallowed by blue jays. Seed droppings marked the mossy path and were ready for sprouting.
The tiny seeds in the pie got stuck in and jammed the gaps between his teeth. The seeds are enough of an annoyance that some diners decline blackberry pie. The seeds are a bother and must be picked out or flossed free, but the beautiful berries themselves cost nothing, if personally picked; but there is a price to pay, a thorn as it were, to enjoying this sweet delight.
The sweetness of living comes with the cost of affliction. Trouble is part of the nature of this imperfect and beautiful world.
Let’s Pray: Dear God, sometimes we wonder if life is worth the trouble. This life You give us is a bramble of barbs and fruit, and a sweet pie seeded with affliction. Please — bless us with a balance of struggle and sweetness, and maybe go heavy on the sweetness. Amen.
Here’s a Thought: Suffering and sweetness — that’s life.
Brambleberry: "Any berry that grows on thorny canes or trailing vines, called brambles, is considered a brambleberry (raspberries and blackberries are two examples).” http://www.food.com/recipe/sunsets-brambleberry-pie-244552?layout=desktop Included in this website is a recipe for Brambleberry Pie!