What makes these pancakes so special, you ask? Well, the fact that they were made for me by my little punk teenager! Jack and I have both been really sick and Sunday I got up so Jack could continue sleeping and Jadeth got up with me and made these pancakes for my breakfast. I don't know what made them so scrumptious, the fact that I was so sick, starving and too tired to cook for myself or the fact that my usually growly, don't bother me, teenager wanted to meet my needs.
Sometimes I'd like to ask God why He allows poverty, famine and injustice when He could do something about it. But I'm afraid He might ask the same of me.
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