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Am I just baking or ….?

12 Aug

The summer after I graduated high school, a boy that I really liked drowned. I was only seventeen, and somehow in my young heart I thought he was “the one.” For quite some time I did not know how I would continue to live. Truly, it was devastating.

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Prep for A Raspberry Peach Cobbler

I needed to find comfort from someone in authority, so I went to the Baptist church up the street (where my little sister was in Bible school) and asked to speak with the minister. When I told him what had happened, the first question he asked me was “Did he accept Jesus Christ as his Lord and Savior?”  I just looked at him and stammered, “Well, he was Catholic” and then he said, “Unless he had accepted Jesus, he is in Hell.”  This was not helping… and so I left quickly and decided to call the minister from my own church.  When I reached him, I told him I needed to talk to someone and he told me to come right away.

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Gluten Free Strawberry Rhubarb Cobbler

When I arrived, he invited me into the house where I’d babysat for his kids many times. After I told him what had happened, he shared some thoughts on the Presbyterian view of the afterlife (Hell was not emphasized) and after a while I felt better and got up to leave. If only he had not added these parting words: “Karen, you had me worried.  I thought you were going to say you were pregnant.” This was not what I needed to hear from the man who’d been my pastor for ten years.

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A Cobbler to Celebrate a Legal Marriage!

Two different men of faith, and with both I was left feeling completely lost and alone. No one suggested counseling – or even prayer – at that time, which is too bad because  I know I could have used it.  What did help me way back then was something that still sustains me to this day. Baking.  I began to bake every day. I brought cakes and cookies and all kinds of goodies to all of our friends, relatives, and neighbors.  Death was something out of my control, but baking—I could handle that.

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A Chocolate Cream Pie in honor of my friend’s Dad’s passing

Perhaps this is why in the last few months, I have baked many, many pies. Baking grounds me, makes me feel better, and when I am baking, I am putting all of my heart into the process.  It doesn’t hurt that it brings smiles to the folks that receive the fruits of my labor.  I think  perhaps I have found a delicious way for God to work through me… and that feels like the best comfort of all.

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A Four Berry Pie

“Where love is, there God is also.”  Mahatma Gandi

 

Day 312: Ava

12 Feb


Asparagus, Pepper and Provolone Quiche Prep

A few days ago my neighbor Ellen told me that she had a “pie recipient” for me.   She told me her name was Ava and that she was a very gracious and generous person.  Not long ago, Ellen felt she needed to relinquish some of her duties at the Ashland Food Bank, and Ava stepped up to assume them.  Ellen said that this was not unusual because Ava is really a special lady, always willing to offer help when someone needs it.

When I asked Ellen what kind of pie Ava might like she suggested a quiche because a) she works full-time, b) she volunteers at the food bank, and c) she is expecting her first child!  Having dinner ready in the fridge may come in handy for one so busy.   With that in mind, I began my day today by roasting the vegetables for a quiche for Ava.

This afternoon, I was unable to reach Ava by phone.  Finally, I decided to bring the quiche to Ava at her workplace but unfortunately she was out of her office at the time.  However, a short while later Ava called to thank me for the quiche and said she planned on sharing it with others.  It sounds just like something she would do.

Ava, thank you for all you do… and I wish you and your baby all the best!

Man can never be a woman’s equal in the spirit of selfless service with which nature has endowed her.
Mahatma Gandhi