Thoughts about Food

Chocolate cake for my sweetie for Valentines this year.

Gracie's coffee cake

We all have favorites when it comes to food. But it's not just the food, but the memories that go with it. Those memories are extremely powerful. I can still remember the smell and taste of my Grandma Furlow's biscuits and syrup that she made when i was a little boy.

Naturally chocolate is one of my favorites, especially chocolate cake still a little warm from the oven, with the icing on it. My mouth is watering now just thinking about it. It brings back a flood of memories from childhood of brownies and cookies fresh from the oven.


I don't make Gracie's coffee cake very often. It's not really that sweet, but its good warm with melted butter on it, with a cup of coffee. I got the recipe from a lady on Mexico, who spoke no English. My friend, Tom Cole and I, were on a mission trip just across the border at a little place called, El Porvenvir. Just a small village across the river. We were helping out a small church down there. The ladies of the church fixed us a meal. Gracie had made this cake, and I like it so much I got the recipe through an interpreter. Every time I make it, I think of those wild days across the border, working hard, taking chances that no one would take now, and serving God as we could.

All this gives me a little insight into why the Lord's

My homemade biscuits.

Supper is so powerful. It brings the sense of taste and smell into our worship, which we very seldom get to experience.

Juice and a dry cracker, cookies and kool aid served at Vacation Bible School, a cherry lime snow cone on a hot summer day, homemade ice cream made by turning the crank on the ice cream freezer. Vivid memories and images.