Joseph and the "Peach" Pits.

"Life is just the pits!"

DISCOURAGEMENT

"His stomach must be a bottomles pit!"

UNSATISFIED

"Churning, the pit of my stomach felt empty."

UNTRUSTING

The scientist found dinosaur bones in the tar pit.

STUCK WITH NO HOPE

The pitbull roamed the neighborhood loose. 

FEAR.

It sure seems the word "PIT" has a negative connotation. It's a hole, a dark place, somewhere rotten where stuff happens; death may occur. 

A young man,  17 years old actually,  found himself in one. He didn't trip, nor fall. His own brothers threw him down.  It seems they did not appreciate his status within the family, and his visions. His name was Joseph. 

Today, while peeling and washing numerous peaches, I piled the peach stones to the side while continuing the process. The peach gave the stone up easily, and the pile grew.

With slight regret, one brother decided against killing Joseph, instead they sold him as a slave to other nomads wandering through the area. 

I stripped the peaches of their mult-colored skins. Broken up, I threw them into the bowl. 

The skins went down the garbage disposal.

...and Jacob tore his clothes and put sack cloth on, mourning the loss of his son, Joseph. 

Getting the recipe out, the pot for the peach cobbler soon would be filled. 

God had a plan for Joseph; Potiphar, an Egyptian officer of Pharoah, bought Joseph from the Ishmaelites.

Putting the dough together, following the plan,  rich with butter, sugar and spice, the recipe came together beautifully, successfully, a vision divine! 

And the Lord was with Joseph, so he became a successful man, in the house of His master, the Egyptian. 

The peach cobbler went into the oven, setting the timer, and I watched it.

The Lord blessed the Egyptian household as Joseph became the overseer and eventually, Pharoah's right hand man, interpreting his dreams. 

The cobbler came out of the oven, the pits transformed.  The sweet juices and crusty covering, not to mention the vanilla ice cream and sweet whipped topping soon to embellish the dessert, made us anxious for the blessing.   Earlier, I picked the peaches off the ground from a tree hanging over from my neighbor's yard. 

I've released the stones from enough peach pits to make two more cobblers, one for my neighbor on whose tree they grew, and one for my in-laws whose trust now lies in others, unable to gather for themselves.  From the pits, comes testimony and service.  

Joseph's family would have to travel  to Egypt, for famine parched their land. Joseph recognized his brothers, the same ones who threw him down in the pit. Joseph though,  took portions to them from his own table; but Benjamin's portion was five times as much as any of theirs. So they feasted and drank freely with him. 

And God is Peachy Good! "Peach Cobbler", it may just be the result of the pits in your own life,  what you allow God to make of it.  Do you have the recipe?  You may need to get a few things: forgiveness, humbleness, accepting truth, faith. 

Offer up your "stones." Climb out of the pit. Follow your dreams and look towards the Light, the way out. God replants, and from the stone that formed a "pit," new growth waits to emerge. A lot of helping hands reach for you.  God will direct your path and clothe you in His colorful coat of glory.  

Genesis 37-45. 

RECIPE: 

PEACH COBBLER

FRESH PEACHES

peeled, pitted, and washed.

2 TLBS. BROWN SUGAR

1 TSP. LEMON JUICE

1 CUP BISQUICK

1/2 TSP. NUTMEG

1/2 CUP BUTTER, melted

1 CUP MILK

1/2 CUP SUGAR. 

Prepare the peaches. Put in a large bowl and add lemon juice and brown sugar. Mix thoroughly, you'll  get a syrup. Set aside. 

In another bowl, combine Bisquick, nutmeg, sugar and melted butter. Then add milk. Stir until all ingredients are completely blended.  It should look "chunky."  

In an 8x8x2 baking dish, spoon in peach mixture then add with your hands, the mounds of dough, covering the peachs. Bake in a 375 degree oven for approx. 45-50 min. Embellish with whipped cream and/or vanilla ice cream. Yum.  

Enjoy, Coleene