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TODAY THE WORDS are BISCUIT PUDDING
Oh how we loved Momma baking a biscuit pudding from her biscuits
TODAY THE WORDS are BISCUIT PUDDING. I wrote this message in 2012 and I made a biscuit pudding a couple of days ago and when I was mentioning this story to someone I work, I thought I would re-post it for those of you who may not have read it before. So many of you have probably not experienced the taste of biscuit pudding, but our Mother used to make the best biscuit pudding in the world. For me to relate the lesson, not the recipe, of this pudding, I have to walk you down memory lane to a time when we were kids. Some of you who have been following my blog and/or have known me are aware our family was not wealthy by any means. Both of our parents were hard workers and did the best they could to provide for our family. It was not because of lack of effort, as I never knew of a lazy bone in either of them. We had food to eat, a decent home and was never cold or hungry and that brings me to the biscuit pudding lesson. Momma taught us to save the “last” biscuit which she would stash in a cupboard wrapped up. We would have never touched that last biscuit for we had our goal of 5 biscuits and then Momma would make us the biscuit pudding. I know it sounds strange, but the biscuits had to “age” to make the proper pudding texture. We would keep count of how many were saved and then we got to taste the sweetness of the pudding. What is amazing is Momma was teaching her children several lessons that have been the base of our values. She taught us patience in the wait. She taught us that anything that was worth having was worth working for it. She taught us goals since I can relate the anticipation, the planning, and the excitement when our “goal” of five biscuits was achieved. She taught us how to appreciate well-earned rewards for all of the above lessons. She taught us love in her desire to give us something special. For the world that has not worked for biscuit pudding, you have missed something wonderful in both taste and learning great lessons in a great loving way. My Sister, even grown, when asked what she wanted for her birthday would gladly tell our Momma she wanted her to bake her a biscuit pudding. I finally learned to make one close to Momma’s pudding, but there will never be one as perfect as her pudding was. Now, for the deeper thought…..we learn from Our Maker’s kitchen…..the perfect recipe for our lives is in His Cookbook. If we follow His directions carefully and measure out each ingredient in our life, we will achieve the rewards of a perfect “dessert” rich with love, compassion, forgiveness, and charity. Let’s bake up some wonderful memories of life with our loved ones today and everyday!
A blogger since 2012, a published author of two Five Star romance novels, A MISTRESS, A WIFE and TELL ME LIES; LOVE ME STILL and RIDDLE ME THIS, LOVE OR BLISS. Still a small town girl with a lot of experience of people watching.
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