My family came into town today so that we can go up to Logan this weekend and spend the Thanksgiving holiday with my grandparents. While my mom was here tonight I coerced her into helping me make pies to take to Eric’s family’s Thanksgiving meal tomorrow. We decided that even though there will only be 13 people at dinner tomorrow we wanted to make 5 pies – 2 pumpkin, 1 banana cream, 1 chocolate cream and 1 strawberry rhubarb. Pumpkin is a must for Thanksgiving, my mom had a really awesome recipe for cream pies (and one batch made two pies of your choosing) and strawberry rhubarb is Eric’s favorite. We’ll have leftovers, but who’s going to be sad about leftover pie?
As we finished the pies we ran into the difficulty that my fridge was already very full, and now I had 4 pies that would require overnight refrigeration as well. After a lot of finagling I came up with this:
After I finished I realized that, while trying to fit everything in was a pain, I had just witnessed a great blessing. Far from worrying where our next meal might come from or whether there will be food to eat tomorrow, we have so much food in our house that we don’t even have a place for it. I had to throw out leftovers (ones that were growing fuzzy things on them, I wasn’t just being wasteful) in order to make room for these delicious treats. Especially after having our tithing settlement on Sunday it made me think of Malachi 3:10 –
Bring ye all the tithes into the storehouse, that there may be meat in mine house, and prove me now herewith, saith the Lord of hosts, if I will not open you the windows of heaven, and pour you out a blessing, that there shall not be room enough to receive it.
Truly we have been blessed beyond measure and I am so grateful for the bounties that we have been given.