The Portion of my Inheritance

I have not ever enjoyed a pear more, nor shall I ever.

My little darlin has been a tad persnickety lately. With some diet restrictions and her picky palate, it has gotten harder and harder for me to find ways to please her taste buds. So when she told me that she wanted to eat I found sound crackers, thinking that she would love them, but after one bite she shook her little head at me, “No mimi!” She wasn’t having it.

So I handed her a pear.

She studied it carefully, turning it around and around in her hand, then she slowly took a bite, cautious and deliberate.

She chewed the pear slowly and I could see her thinking about it as she continued to analyse it, then she took another bite, (or in her own words, “the nother” bite.)

Suddenly she began to tear into it, she just dove in face first.

She could not eat it fast enough! Slurping and smacking as juice trailed down her chin and onto her dress,  but she did not seem to notice as she enjoyed the sweet, succulent fruit.

I could not contain the laughter that welled up from within my heart. I loved watching her enjoy her pear and I was snapping pictures as fast as I could, trying to capture her in this precious moment.

Surely this is how God meant for us to enjoy His gifts to us, with total delight and abandon, totally eating up His blessings with absolutely no restraint, wholeheartedly and perfectly!

Who would have ever thought that one little pear would bring such happiness to two people, each enjoying it in their own special way.

Well, the Lord knew and who knows, maybe He created the pear for just this moment. He is so good like that!

But the Holy Spirit produces this kind of fruit in our lives: love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness,  Galatians 5:22