God Makes Pie

The other day I was scrounging around for another edible object to complete my lunchtime scenario of random things found in the kitchen for consumption. Fresh Fruit was what my taste buds were thinking of in particular... But alas, all that remained were wilty mealy apples in the fruit bowl. I grabbed an apple, chopped it up and plopped it in the frying pan. It turned out quite a tasty compliment to my apple chicken sausage. Today, it is peaches... Hard peaches. So, into the frying pan you go little buddies. It's like pie without the other stuff. As they say, when life gives you lemons, make lemonade.
This redirecting of not so edible fruit has got me thinking.. God makes pie out of our wilted, hard, and bitter blunderings. He doesn't waste the things in our lives that seem to be wasting away. He just throws them into the pie. And once they bake in the oven a bit, all the flavor comes out of their hidden little cells and permeates the pie and delights taste buds.
So say you have gotten bitter from an old wound. Or, Your attitude at work has become sour and you are getting to be unproductive.  Your friends don't find your aroma to be quite so pleasing any more. And  moldy things are starting to grow where you used to be full of vibrant creativity.
Good thing God makes pie. It always tastes good when He is making it. Your bitterness turns to sweet when he bakes it in hot bubbly sauces.  He chops off the moldy things, saves the rest and wilty becomes soft and delicious in his loving and merciful kitchen. And everybody wants a piece of God's pie when it comes out of the oven.

The message of the birds

How about learning from the birds? Ah! Refreshing to sit in the sunshine spring beauty and drink up the peace and beauty in my back yard. As soon as you get still, the chirpy creatures reveal an entire communication of a community of creatures in the trees.

As I listen to the vast symphony of sounds, I wonder what they are saying.. 

So, I looked it up. Wow, apparently, birds are the guardians of the Forrest. They alert the animals when an intruder is approaching, so everybody hides. They also sing happy songs to spread the joy of life. 

An apache tracker says there is so much to learn about nature from the birds,

"Birds speak volumes about the connections in nature. They communicate constantly about the interactions between birds, deer, foxes…and us. Whether we choose to interpret the sounds or simply enjoy them, the symphony of the birds goes on around us. The notes hang sweetly in the air like messages in bottles, washing up on our shores from a foreign land, waiting to be read."

For The Love Of Fairytales

Have you ever found yourself battling the fairy tale world of happy endings that you put all your eggs in the basket of as a little girl?  Sometimes it's "I want to kill all make believe pretenses of humans that are heroes "... And, "I have finally decided that no man can actually be Prince Charming without having some version of a frog or an ogre in there somewhere"...and, "the only reason fairy tales exist is to show us our hearts desires that only God can fill"...
But then, there are those moments when everything gets shaken up.  The bottom of life nearly falls out, your tiny box of this is how things work explodes, the one you love breaks your heart, or you break his.. And then you are faced with the challenge.  Will you fight for love?
Wait a minute.. Now, I seem  to recall something about a prince slaying a dragon to get to the princess he loves.. Maybe there is a little something to this fairy tale stuff in a not so perfect way and unconventionally being played out..
In a silent hero kind of way. Fighting foes like resentment, rejection, fear, insanity,  shame, self hatred., betrayal..
To fight for love, might mean you silently slay the dragon, heart wrenchingly crying out to the Savior for miraculous intervention, or by having a vulnerably honest conversation..  But, it's still slaying the dragon. AKA,  showing up in a fairy tale in one way or another.
So now it's the every day joe who could maybe be a hero. If he so chooses to except the challenge, he can do something amazing like strike up a fairytale on the corner of 5th and Main. Or, rather we should say, bring heaven to earth.. Cause that my friends is the true thing of this discussion, right? Heaven is for real. It's where all the rainbows live. And if there ever were any unicorns to exist, I'm certain that it would be in heaven.. And it's the land of the Hero, and of hero makers.
So, if you are having a little bit of a fairytale gone haywire.. Don't know what to do with your Prince Charming, let a little love into the picture. And you are likely to see a glimpse here and there if your fairytale and watch heaven invade our earthen soil.