Every time you feel in God's creatures something pleasing and attractive, do not let your attention be arrested by them alone, but, passing them by, transfer your thought to God and say: "O my God, if Thy creations are so full of beauty, delight and joy, how infinitely more full of beauty, delight and joy art Thou Thyself, Creator of all!
- Nicodemus of the Holy Mountain

You can’t get to joy by making everything perfect. You can only get there by seeing in every imperfection all that’s joy.
-Ann Voscamp

Tuesday, November 1, 2011

Too Many Cooks Spoil the Soup?

That may be true, but I know one more thing that can spoil soup...

Yesterday evening before I left for a meeting, I whipped up a quick batch of soup for my family's supper. I left it resting on the back of the stove so they could eat it after they got home from pestering all of our friends and neighbors for candy.

I didn't have much time, so opted to use some of my canned goods to whip up something quick. Now, as I tell you what I put in, all of you home preservers will easily be able to see how much work went into this one pot of soup.

1 qt. home canned chicken broth
1 qt. home canned rabbit meat and broth
1 qt. home grown canned carrots
1 pt. home grown canned green beans
store bought noodles

When I was putting this together, I remember thinking to myself, "Boy, it's really hard to use all these jars of canned goods at once. A lot of work went into this. It sure is nice how all this work has made me really not take food for granted, and we've gotten so much better at not wasting things. This is really a gift from God!"

Well, my meeting went very late. I got home at around 11:30, finished a few little tasks, shut all the lights out and went to bed. This morning I got up and went to the find the soup sitting out on the stove top. This actually made me cry. Yep, I truly had to go back to my bed and shed tears and say prayers over soup. After a couple of minutes I went back to loading the dish washer. My family was truly apologetic, and hubby said he felt like an "epic failure". Well, of course I was glad he was sorry, but he's SO FAR from "epic failure" status. Of course I forgave him immediately...then trudged out to the chickens and told them they'd better appreciate their breakfast soup.


  1. Oh...I have done that!!! Such a sick feeling. Hope those chickens apreciated it :-)

  2. Aw, I'm sorry! That's so disheartening when its so much work...and then it gets forgotten about. I surely hope those chickens realize how lucky they are!

  3. I don't know anyone who hasn't done that but I'm thinking its extra hard from all your home made stock of goods-besides tears clear out your sinus [ I made that up but I did hear that tears bring endorphins out -thats good

  4. I would have been right there in tears with you, Patty. (Just goes to show you that things completely fall apart when mama - the heart of the home - isn't around.)

  5. Awww, thanks for commiserating with me, all you fabulous women! I'm all better now. :) -hugs for all of you

  6. Oh no, I'm sorry! I can relate as that's happened to me, but it's no less frustrating. It's amazing how we no longer take food for granted when we work so hard to create it ourselves.