"Easter Ham Story"

"Let not him that eateth despise him that eateth not; and let not him which
eateth not judge him that eateth: for God hath received him."
~Romans 14:3~

Have you ever wondered WHY you do some of the things that you do?
Are we creatures of habit or does our environment play a big part in our lives?
Does genetics decide what makes us who we are?

"For there is not a word in my tongue, but, lo, O LORD, thou knowest it altogether"
~Psalms 139:4~

"For thou hast possessed my reins: thou hast covered me in my mother's womb. I will
praise thee; for I am fearfully and wonderfully made: marvelous are thy
works; and that my soul knoweth right well. "
~Psalms 139:13-14~

Yes indeed, "We are fearfully and wonderfully made".
Read or reread
Psalms 139 to remind yourself of how much the Lord knows about
you and yet He still loves you.

We are exactly what the Lord planned for us to be. He loves us not because of what we have done or will do but
because of who He is. He loves us because of what His son Jesus did for us by dying on the cross.
Jesus was the ultimate yet necessary perfect sacrifice. Remember that "without the shedding of
blood there is no remission of sin" (Hebrews 9:22).

His love for us is unconditional and undeserved!

OK, so let's get to the Ham Story........

I don't know the source of this story but I really do love it. Hope you do too.

Once upon a time a mother and daughter who were working together
in the kitchen preparing the Easter dinner.

They always worked together to make their special traditional family Easter meal. No matter what the mother
was doing, it seemed that the daughter was always watching her intently. The mother could even feel her
daughters big brown eyes on her without even turning to see if she was in the room. Yet she continued with
her task of preparing the meal without even missing a beat or a blink.

As she did every year the mother took the pan out of the cupboard and set it on the counter. Then she went
to the fridge and removed the ham that had been defrosting. They had a large ham this year.
It was not unusually large or different then last year's ham.

She took the wrapping off and then proceeded to cut about an inch off of either end of the ham.

Before the mother even put the ham in the pan the daughter stopped her and said:

"Mom why did you cut the ends off the ham?".

The mother stopped in her tracks and pondered the question. She was rather perplexed since no one had ever
asked her why she cut the ham that way before. She had done it that way as long as she could remember.

The mother answered her daughter and said: "Well sweetie, I really don't know the answer to your question.
Your Grandma always cut the ends off of her ham and I have just naturally done the same thing. I never ever
wondered why I did that though. So let's call Grandma and ask her why she cuts the ham that way."

So they grabbed the phone and called Grandma. Then the mother asked her mother if she knew why
she cut the ends of the ham off before placing it in the pan.

The Grandmother stopped and became rather quiet. She hadn't thought about her ritual of cutting the ham
being anything different then normal. Then it occurred to her that her own mother had done the very same
thing for as long as she remembered. The Grandmother suggested that the daughter call her mother
and ask her that very question.

So she hung up the phone and dialed the little girl's great-grandmother. After the usual pleasantries she asked
her why she cut the ends of the ham off before cooking it. She replied without hesitation and with a smile in
her voice along with a little chuckle...... The reason that she cut the ends off of the ham was because
back in the early days of their marriage she didn't have a pan big enough to hold the ham. They couldn't
afford to buy a bigger pan either. So that was the only way to make the ham fit in the pan.
Now we know why she has done that for as long as they can remember and so do you!

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