Homemaking, Motherhood, Recipes

“…For My Piece of Apple Pie.”

  1. My daughter has finally gotten into VeggieTales.  I knew it would happen.  It was just a matter of when.

(P.S. We use JellyTelly as an app on our Roku for streaming Christian kid’s shows.  They do a week free trial- so check it out here!)

Today’s episode was Madame Blueberry.  A heartwarming episode.  I always melt during the part where the little girl sings her song: “I thank God for this day, for the sun in the sky, for my Mom and my Dad, and my piece of apple pie.”  It’s her birthday, and all she has is a piece of pie.

I don’t know about you but 2017 wasn’t particularly kind to us…in the pocketbook, if you know what I mean.  It wasn’t terrible, but we are kind of hoping, praying, and sort of counting on our tax return this year.  Meanwhile, I see so many “possibilities” for our house.  I want to paint- have meant to for 2 years.  We would like to create more seating in the living room.  This would mean a new couch, new decorations…and a new rug…because, after all, if you give a mouse a cookie…he’s going to want new counter tops to eat it on.

We are not impractical people; we try to dream within our means.  We search Goodwill, Facebook Marketplace, and Craigslist for most things.  Still, we are also trying to Dave Ramsey our way out of debt.  This means no paint.  No couch.  No rug. And definitely no counter tops.  So, don’t offer me any cookies!

I keep trying to change my mindset.  I have everything I need.  I have more than I need!  Everything I own works at the moment- always a miracle!  This often works to move me toward gratitude.  I have read One Thousand Gifts by Ann Voskamp and understand the power gratitude can have in bringing joy.

My husband read a verse this morning in Matthew where Jesus tells us not to worry about what we will eat or wear.  He tells us because He knew our struggles.  He knew this stuff can be maddening.  It is hard to go anywhere in the world without some temptation to be dissatisfied.  We walked through the mall for a free indoor playground and a peek at the toy stores for Leli’s upcoming third birthday.  Shockingly, we walked out without spending a penny, but the effort was downright exhausting.

So, tonight, we watched Madame Blueberry.  Not long after, I put my littles to bed, and the beautiful realization came over me as I sang to Leli: she has never known need.  She hasn’t even really known want for longer than ten minutes.  She is a very happy, contented girl.  The thing she begs for the most (besides milk) is for us to play with her.  And that is the one thing that we can afford.  Time.  Imagination.  Laughs.  Indoor picnics.  Dancing to music on Youtube.

Dissatisfaction does not come from my kids or their needs.  It comes from the world and my desire to impress people.  Contentment, even gratitude, can be cared for like a young plant in our hearts.  It will grow, as long as we water it with the Word, our kid’s smiles, and a heavy dose of VeggieTales.

At the end of each day, may we be able to thank our Father for our very own piece of pie.

Here goes, friends.

B

P.S.  I don’t have a great recipe for apple pie, but Lacey does!  So, here it is:

6-8 Apples, thinly sliced
1 T. Lemon juice
1 cup Sugar
3 1/2 T. All-Purpose flour
1 tsp. Cinnamon
1/4 tsp. Nutmeg
1/8 tsp. Salt
2 T. Butter
1 Unbaked pie shell

Crumb Topping:
3/4 cup Flour
1/3 cup Brown sugar

Place apples in a bowl and drizzle with lemon juice.  Add remaining ingredients except butter and gently mix.  Place in pie shell; drop thin butter slices on top.  Cover with topping.  Bake at 400° for 25 minutes.

 

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