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Audiobook
First published September 2, 2003
"Making biscuits is good therapy. You start out with a bunch of things that taste bad on their own--flour and shortening, dash of salt, and so forth. You mix them all together and get something that looks like it'll always be a mess, then you work on it for a while, until it starts to look better." As she spoke, we kneaded, and my ball of sough started to resemble hers. "Then you roll it out flat." She demonstrated with her rolling pin, and I followed suit. "And you cut it out, piece by piece, until it's all lined up in the pan, orderly and just as it should be." She winked at me as I used the cutter to produce biscuits that were only slightly less professional-looking than hers.
I couldn't help looking at my work and feeling a sense of accomplishment. It really was kind of fun. "Not to bad, If I do say so myself"
Mrs H. winked when I glanced at her. "Kind of gives you faith in the ability of a mess to work into something good."
"When you look at your bretheren, look with your heart and not your mind. Love with your heart and not your mind. The mind changes like a river, but the heart is lastin' like the sea, God is in your heart."