Mom’s Pies

A few of you have asked for my recipe for the blueberry fried pies I mentioned in a Facebook post this week. (See the printable recipe below.) I never make fried pies without thinking about my mom. She knew how to make a pretty awesome pie. Just yesterday, my friend, Barbara and I were talking about how we missed our moms. You would think the miss would not be so bad when you are sporting gray hair and looking forward to a medicare card in the next few months. But, the miss never really goes away. When times are hard I miss her comfort. When times are good I miss sharing. I miss her prayers. I miss her hugs…I just miss her.

So thankful for a heavenly Father who has that nurturing, unconditional love that feels like a momma’s love, but even better. This reminds me of the picture of Jesus in Matthew 23:37 as he looks over Jerusalem, weeping for his people.

“…How often I have wanted to gather your children together as a hen gathers her chicks beneath her wings, but you wouldn’t let me”.

He is reaching for us all today. Longing to gather us close. To have fellowship with us, heal us, comfort us, laugh with us. But so often we look away and refuse His touch. Distracted by life, disillusioned by disappointment, whatever the reason we often fail to respond to his invitation.

I am saying a big “yes ” to Him today. Pull me in tightly Lord. Gather me in with strong, protecting arms. That’s right…just like a momma.

I hope you will make some yummy pies and, while you are doing that, take a moment to say yes to the nurturing, unconditional love of Jesus.

(Just a note about lard. I love the way lard makes my pastries light and flaky. Yes, you can still buy lard at the grocery store. And lard is actually more healthy than shortening. So, give it a try and let me know what you think.)