One of my sweet and wonderful friend's life was dramatically changed last night. I am broken hearted for her and her family. I cannot begin to understand how or why what happened, happened. My friend is a firecracker of a girl. She talks a mile a minute, she will do anything for a deal (including rummaging through my drawers while I am asleep to see if I have any bras from Victoria's Secret because she needed to know her size because of a huge online sale that ends at midnight), she fell in love hard and fast just like I did, she can make a mean pie crust (and thus a mean any-kind-of pie), she has a zest for life that honestly is incomparable to anyone else I know, and I had the joy of living with her for a year of endless laughter.
My heart is so heavy for her.
So among many coping mechanisms -- some healthy, some not, some are sometimes just needed -- I made cookies. And we ate them with relish tonight. Cookies on a heavy heart can certainly stimulate more tears, but at least they can be shared with others.
Both the cookies and the tears.
Cookies for the moment:
-Nestle Toll House cookie recipe. I recommend making half of the recipe unless you want to eat cookies for a week. And maybe you do.
-Make as directed, but instead of chocolate chips and nuts, add whatever you have on hand. Today, it was Heath Bar bits and a bar of milk chocolate.
|I used 1/3 of the bag for half the cookie recipe.|
|Throw the bar in the food processor. It comes out in perfect, tiny, chocolate-swirled shavings.|
A temporary reprieve from a world of sorrow.
But as a friend reminded me tonight, we have an eternal and heavenly reprieve in Jesus. Where, O death is your victory? Where, O death, is your sting?
Lo, it is naught, for He has conquered the grave. Amen.