I just love that someone invented the crock pot! Just toss in the seasoned roast, potatoes, onions, carrots, and the secret ingredient ~ mushroom soup ~ and my time in the kitchen is done! My relaxing afternoon was about to begin.
Oh no! I forgot the cake I had promised to make. I scurry off to the store to get the needed ingredients ... knowing that I was cutting it close! I couldn’t help but smile to myself. I knew I had avoided the look of undeniable disappointment that would have stared me in the face.
When I arrived home, I was totally unprepared for what I was about to experience. The aroma was powerful! The smell of the roast brought about memories of my mother preparing the roast for Sunday lunch. Those are precious memories that I will embrace forever. If only I could tell her one more time how much I loved her.
All of a sudden, I realized I needed to take care of something that has been heavy on my heart. I had to go and see my sweet “crazy lady.”
A short time later I delivered a hot meal and hugs I will treasure forever. We held hands and looked into each other’s eyes. There were no words for a few minutes, just more hugs.
As I left, I wept softly. I knew God had it all under control. As I continued my short walk home, a scripture verse came to me which brought me comfort.
Be still, and know that I am God.
Psalm 46:10
Lovely. Simply lovely.
ReplyDelete❀ Tammy
Forever in First
It all sounds perfect.
ReplyDeleteTricia
Your words reminded me of Sunday dinners growing up! And your words if only I could tell her one more time struck a responsive chord. What a sweet act of service on your part!
ReplyDeleteI can smell the roast from here. There is always comfort in stillness, pot roast, crazy ladies, friends like you.
ReplyDeleteMe
I'm really enjoying reading your slices. Thanks for sharing this beautiful story.
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