If I knew this was my last meal on earth, I would choose to sit quietly in our breakfast nook with Brian eating these lemon scones and fresh fruit along with a mug of dark hot coffee for me and weak warm tea for him. We would reflect on our lives together.
Remember how Jonathan was an early talker? How he carried on conversations with us at such a young age? How he played with his imaginary friend, Andy Rootoo, until brother Joel came along? Remember how we called him a little professor because he became an expert and tried to learn everything he could about: rocks, wild flowers, constellations, birds, and geography...until baseball cards came along and then that brain of his started keeping facts and stats in his head. I'm sure they're still there.
That Joel. He made us a happy family even when things were stressful. He had lots of energy and would bounce a ball off somewhere whenever he walked through a room. He sang. He whistled. He ran like a deer. He always wanted to climb on Brian's back to put the angel on the Christmas tree. He LOVED his little red VW Bug, and so did we. He often played funny made-up games and we all went along with him because he was, well, he was Joel.
And Hannah! Remember how she ran and ran and worked the crowd in her little knowing way when she first got off the plane at when she was two? How cute she was and smart and creative! Her music in the morning when she was getting ready for school? (Just the other day I heard one of those songs in a store and I immediately thought of her back in high school.) How she sat on the counter and talked to me after school? How she backed Joel's bug into our garage door because she forgot to open it before shifting into reverse? How we got along so well?
We would go on to talk through each of our grandchildren and what kind of joy each of them brought. His career and my work would enter in as they provided the setting in which our family grew. Some of this talk would be full of happy memories. There would be some sadness and a bit of regret mixed in because that is what happens in life. We would most certainly reflect on our own love story also. How we met at First Lutheran's Young Adult group. How he was the first one to greet me when I came through those doors for the first time. How we grew closer through the years. And how mature love is certainly worth pushing through beyond the stress and the struggles of family life. We are practical people, not dreamers or impulsive ones, so reflecting our mission trips to Ukraine, China and Mozambique would be meaningful to us. We took some wonderful family vacations so there would certainly be talk about them. We would talk through each one: the good and the difficult.
There are a few questions that we would need to talk through to wrap up our time together: What happened to some of our friendships later in life? Why did things turn out the way they did at the end of his career? Perhaps we'd even reflect on what we might do differently if we had it to do all over again. We certainly would do all this talking with a spirit of deep thankfulness for God's love and forgiveness that gave us hope and a firm desire to keep growing in our marriage and in our faith.
Not only would we look back but, because of our faith, we would have SO MUCH to dream about in the future. The hope of heaven and life beyond what we know here on earth would result in a lively and enthusiastic dialogue about all God has promised.
All of that would take hours. But if it truly was our last meal we wouldn't want to miss even one detail.
But really, discussions like this are good any time. We don't need to wait until our last meal. Ongoing, essential and reflective times together make our lives rich and ever growing.
I encourage you to mix up a batch of lemon scones, grab your honey along with some coffee and invest in a few hours of reflection on your life so far. You won't regret it and I'm sure you will find it to be so worth your time.
(By the way, the recipe is included below! I love these scones!)
Lemon Poppy Seed Scones
(8 scones) 2 cups flour, lightly spooned into the measuring cup and leveled with a knife 1/3 cup sugar 1 t baking powder 1/4 t baking soda 1/4 t salt 1 t poppy seeds 8 T frozen butter 1/2 cup sour cream, I used light 1 egg zest of 1 lemon
Glaze 1/4 cup lemon juice 2 T melted butter 1 1/3 cup powdered sugar
Preheat the oven to 400. Line a baking sheet with parchment paper and set aside.
In a medium bowl, combine the flour, sugar, baking soda, baking powder, poppy seeds and salt. Add the lemon zest and whisk to combine. Grate the frozen butter (or used a food processor) and toss it into the flour mixture. Combine it with your fingers until it resembles coarse meal. set aside.
In a small bowl, whisk together sour cream and egg. Add this to the flour/butter mixture and toss with a fork until it comes to a ball and all the flour is moistened.
Lightly flour a surface and place the dough on it. Press the ball into an 8 inch disk and cut into equal wedges using a butter knife or pizza cutter. Place them evenly on the prepared baking sheet and bake for 15-17 minutes or until lightly golden. Remove from the oven and let them cool.
While the scones are cooling, whisk together the glaze. Drizzle over the scones. IF you do it while they are still warm, it will spread over the top and drip down the sides, my favorite! Or you can do it when they are cool and drizzle squiggles on the tops.