“Peachy desserts,” boasted the sign in the window of a local coffee shop. I couldn’t resist. Fresh peaches are among my favorite fruits—especially during peach season, which is all summer long where I live in California. I walked in, sat down at the counter, and reached for the dessert menu. My mouth watered just reading the list.
- Peach Pie
- Peach Cobbler
- Peach Crumble
- Peach Tart
- Peach Smoothie
- Peach Sundae
I wanted to sample every one of them. But I reined in my desire and settled for the top of the list—peach pie. Hmmm! With a cup of hot tea it would be just what I needed after a long morning at my computer and the prospect of more work to do all afternoon.
“Hi, I’m Sandy,” said a bright young woman with a ponytail swinging down her back. “I’ll be your server today. What can I get you?”
I looked up and smiled. “A slice of peach pie.”
“Good choice,” she offered. “This is the best season for peaches in a long time.” At that point I considered making it a double—or adding cobbler or crumble to my order.
“Warm or cold?” she asked.
“Warm sounds wonderful.”
“Plain or a la mode?”
“A la mode!”
“Ice cream or whipped cream?”
“Cinnamon and nuts?”
“Sure. The works. Why not?”
I giggled nervously. Oh my. Too many choices, I thought. I came in for a single piece of pie. I’d wanted to forget decision-making and just dive into a luscious dessert.
Sandy nodded and off she went. She returned a couple of moments later with a massive slice smothered in fresh whipped cream, which melted down, in, and around the warm pie. Cinnamon and bits of pecans dotted the high, white mound. I rolled my eyes. This was a bit of heaven to be sure.
I put a forkful into my mouth and savored the mixture of tart and sweet, crisp and creamy and savory—all at once.
“This is living,” I mumbled under my breath. Then I laughed aloud at the wisdom of my remark. It is living. In fact, eating pie is a whole lot like living. God serves up a slice of life every day and then asks us how we’d like it. Will we order it warm or cold, plain or a la mode? Something to consider, isn’t it? Will we enjoy life with His love and topped with His sweet presence or will we take it plain and miss the extras He so generously offers: peace, patience, and joy? I want all He has for my life. How about you for yours?
Give, and it will be given to you. A good measure, pressed down, shaken together and running over, will be poured into your lap (Luke 6:38).