....never 'tasted' so good!
We were finishing up dinner dishes and getting ready for Family Night. The phone rings:
Officer Davidson: Is this the Duffy's?
Me: Yes.
Officer D: I have a Kevin Mc. here at the gate.
Me: (surprised because we weren't expecting anyone). Oh. Okay.
Doorbell dings a few minutes later. It is Kevin and Liam with 2 loaves of hot bread right out of the oven! Victoria is a master with homemade bread. She doesn't buy bread anymore. How did she know? That bread was family night treats with butter and honey and jam. With all my extra family here on Wrightwood fire evacuation it hit the spot and gave lots of comfort.
Loving service is the example of He who is the true Bread of Life!
(p.s.Love You!)
2 comments:
Oh, Cindy, you are so sweet! Thank you for that. It is funny, but do you know how I knew? I just happened to be reading your blog, long about 6:00 p.m., and I saw how much company you had, and I wondered what on earth I could do to lighten your load just a little bit (and I imagined the state of utter panic I would be in, if a bunch of relatives had to evacuate to MY house!) and bread was the only thing I could think of. Just wanted to make sure you know I always have your back:) Love you too.
That is so super sweet! I love homemade bread but I'm still looking for a good recipe. My mom's isn't my favorite, my mother in laws tastes great but shes been doing it for 30+ years so can't give me a recipe, she just adds it together.
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