I baked a pumpkin pie today.
It just sounded yummy. So I baked one. It’s now cooling in the refrigerator. Along with the Cool Whip that is thawing out from the freezer.
I baked it with a pie crust shield on it. I really like my pie crust shields and they really work. After I baked it, I let it sit on top of the stove to cool. And apparently I left it there too long.
When I went to remove the pie crust shield, the pie crust shield didn’t want to come off. Not at all. It was stuck. Tight.
It made me stop and think. I’m like that sometimes. I get stuck and I don’t want to move. I like it where I’m at. I’m comfortable. I don’t like being moved out of my comfort zone. I really, really don’t. Sometimes, though, things have to be moved. It was going to be very hard to properly serve a pie with a pie shield still protecting the crust. The shield had done an excellent job, but it wasn’t needed anymore at this point in time.
I wonder just how often I miss what God is trying to show me, because I’m so stuck on doing what I’m doing, where I’m at. I may even be doing an excellent job. It just might be time to move on.
I did get the pie shield off. I did have to work at it. We did enjoy the pie. And the Cool Whip. The pie shield is waiting in the cupboard until it is needed again and this baker is a little more thoughtful about sticking to things when it’s really just time to let go.