August 19, 2012

A Martha and Mary Situation



Monte and I had spent a week preparing the house and food for special company: meeting a sister whom my mother released for adoption 63 years ago.

Monte with
the pie

In the wee hours of the day of their visit Monte was preparing pies—two rhubarb pies (one requested for the meal we would share, the other a gift for my sister to take home with her) and an apple pie for my new brother-in-law and myself (neither of us care for rhubarb pie).By the time I rose and shone the pies were baking and Monte was cleaning the kitchen mess. The rest of the meal was prepared. The day before I had prepared a New England pot roast, and a friend, Joanne, responding positively to my request, was making the salad.

While the pies finished baking Monte read an Upper Room1 devotional about a woman who was asked to prepare a funeral dinner. Never having done anything like this, she became overwhelmed and worried. On the day of the dinner other persons were at the church to help, the dinner was prepared on time, and the receivers were grateful for it.

The Luke story relates the contrast between two women, Mary and Martha: Martha spends her time in the kitchen preparing the meal. I was like Martha, overwhelmed by preparations and worried about getting the work done.

“Martha, Martha, you are worried and upset about many things, but only one thing is needed.” (Luke 10:38-42)

Mary chose the better way by sitting at the feet of Jesus, listening to his words.

At times we worry about performing our tasks more than focusing on our Lord. The better thing is to stop and listen to Jesus. Since we cannot literally sit at Jesus’ feet, we can ask the help of the Holy Spirit. The Spirit helps us to pray, to understand scripture, to relate to others, and to be more Christlike in our love.1

Monte responded:

Thank you, Michelle. Today is a special day at our household. We are meeting for the first time, a sister than discovered my wife this past January. She had been released for adoption by my wife’s mother at the end of 1948. Now we have two sisters in their sixties meeting for the first time. It is exciting and yet there are uncertainties.

I was up at 4:00 a.m. making some pies– her sister has asked for one of my rhubarb cream pies. I have done my Martha duties and now I am ready for a more Mary-like experience. Please keep us in your prayers that this may be a meaningful and uplifting experience.

To which Cindy of Jersey Shore, Pennsylvania, responded:

Praise the Lord! How wonderful that you are being acquainted with a sister for the first time. So much excitement in your house. Praising God for providing the opportunity for this to happen. Rhubarb cream pie sound absolutely wonderful. Would love the recipe as I love rhubarb. I know you enjoyed the day. (We did. My new sister and brother-in-law were delightful.)

Monte was concerned that the pies might not turn out nice looking and tasty. He needn’t have worried: except for the fact that the rhubarb didn’t set quite right his desert was delicious. I myself can attest for the taste of the apple pie. Ummm!

Below is the recipe for the rhubarb pie Monte baked:


This recipe will give enough for a 9” pan.

3 cups of diced rhubarb

3 tablespoons of margarine or vegetable oil

1 cup of sugar

Simmer this mixture in a pan until the rhubarb is soft.

3 tablespoons of corn starch

3/8 cup light cream

3 eggs

3/8 cup sugar

Separate the eggs and keep the egg white for meringue.

Mix the yolks, corn starch, light cream, and sugar with a whisk. Mix this into the soft rhubarb mix and cook a little bit more until the mixture is ready to stiffen.


the egg whites

¼ teaspoon cream of tartar

¼ teaspoon salt

½ teaspoon vanilla.

Mix with mixer at medium speed until it gets frothy but not until eggs stiffen.

Add 6 Tablespoons of sugar slowly while still mixing until the sugar is dissolved and the meringue stiffens.

Bake at 375 degrees until meringue is browned.




Sister’s Day: 2012—Sisters Meet After 63 Years:

Adoptee Finds Biological Family: Mine

My Mother’s Secret: An Adoption Story

Can a Mother Forget Her Infant?

Oprah and I: Adoption Reunion Experiences



1 : At the Feet of Jesus, Michelle A. Wilson (North Carolina, USA)



    Comment by Joan — August 19, 2012 @ 10:03 am | Reply

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