Thanksgiving is a good day to talk about pie. Of course, I think that any day is a good day for pie. I’m not going to tell you how to make pie. I’m only here to tell you how much I LOVE pie. This is a true story: Mike and I were at Lake Swago. Mike was fishing. I was in the cottage with the last two pieces of homemade blueberry pie. I looked at them and named them. This piece is Mike’s. This is mine. And then I ate Mike’s. When he came in, I guiltily told him how I had eaten his pie. “But there is a piece right there,” he answered. “NO,” I said, a little too fiercely. “That piece is mine.”
Sing and make music from your heart to the Lord, always giving thanks to God the Father for everything, in the name of our Lord Jesus Christ. Ephesians 19b – 20
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