I usually do not post many family pictures on my blog. But these activities bear an important message. It is about remembering to work and play together as a family.
An apple tree broken because of the weight of its fruit was the blessing that sent us to work and play together.
Earlier that day my sister-in-law and I discovered the splintered tree and all the apples going to waste. We gathered our spouses and headed back with a few buckets to carry home our bounty. The playing and working together will hold special memories for me, as well as the taste of the warm and spicy cinnamon-laden offerings we enjoyed later.
We walked back home through the beautiful college campus and played some spirited 'Baltimore, apple core, who's your friend' around the base of the huge tree in the front yard. Sort of like a snowball fight, if you've never played. We got into the joy and wonder of playing a child's game out in the fresh air of early fall.
That evening we had fried apples with dinner. A skillet full of self-picked apples cooked down with brown sugar and butter made us feel a little like we had gone out and contributed to 'catching' some of our meal by the sweat of our brow. The following night we had a delicious apple crisp topped with vanilla ice cream. As Rachel Ray would say, "Yummo!"
Picking apples, playing together, and enjoying the fruits of our labor...a good day!
Being 'childish', acting immaturely, is not to be coveted; but being child-like is a priceless treasure to us and to our Heavenly Papa.
Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of God belongs to such as these.
Luke 18:16
In the words of Jesus, "I tell you the truth, anyone who will not receive the kingdom of God like a little child will never enter it."
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