Just a Piece of Pie

When I'm in a hurry, I tend to grab the closest picture - whatever that is. But this is citrus - close enough? 

I was beating egg whites the other day for use in little treats that we needed to make. Maybe it was because we were a bit too tired or maybe because, well, stiff egg whites are associated with meringue. At any rate, I decided I would like to eat lemon meringue pie. The easiest way to make this a reality, I concluded, was to make a batch of it myself. In my memory, I had never before tasted that decadent dessert, so that fact helped to motivate me in carrying out that plan.

The only problem was that we were going to be extremely busy the next two days, yet if I didn't get it done in that time period, I wouldn't be able to do it for an extended period of time. So I simply asked God for lemon meringue pie, and then promptly forgot that little prayer. After all, I was just a little crazy in wanting to have the not-so-healthiest-of-all-foods, we were crazy busy, I had other "big" prayers looming in the air, and, well, I didn't want to eat it that badly.

The next day I found myself at church. Just as we were about to leave, a very kindhearted "Uncle" walked up to us and said, "Would you like a piece of pie?"

In his hands was - you guessed it - lemon meringue pie.

Jesus loves me; this I know.