The things you take for granted someone else is praying for.
I came across this quote last week and it was the smack in the face that I needed.
I have shared often here of the struggles my husband and I have had trying to start a family. We have two babies watching over us in heaven and I think about them each and every day. I ache and I ache for the day when we will have a baby to hold here on earth and some days that day seems like it may never come. These are the days when everyone around me seems to be announcing pregnancies or pushing along a stroller. On these days, Facebook seems to be all the more full of first moments, pumpkin patch smiles and all the other things that go along with having a little one of your own. It has been almost 3 years since this journey started and each and every day since we lost our first baby, Josie, I am reminded over and over of what we are missing out on.
Josie would be walking all over the place now. She would be forming more words each day and would have her own little personality. Surely she would know the word ‘no’ by now and use it often. She would cry and have tantrums as she tries to communicate with us and yet we cannot seem to understand her. She would snuggle with us at night and everything would be right with the world. Everything. Every baby, every child, every belly I see, I see Josie.
Eli would just be just a few months old. Anthony and I would be getting absolutely no sleep and we would probably be a bit testy with each other as to whose turn it is to get up in the middle of the night. Josie would give her baby brother sweet kisses on the forehead but then also turn around and cry in demand for more attention as she is not used to sharing any of mommy and daddy’s attention. At the end of the night, he would rest on my chest and everything would be right with the world. Everything. Every baby, every child, every belly I see, I see Eli.
So that day, the day I came across the quote was the same day I came across her. She was busy, in a rush. She had no time. No time to look up, no time to smile, no time. And there below her, her little ones screamed (literally) for attention. They tried so hard. They just wanted her to look. Instead, they were met with barks to hush and not even a glance. The two of them entertained themselves eventually after several failed attempts to get her attention. They became unruly, out of control even, and she never glanced their way. And there I was watching, wishing, aching. The things you take for granted, someone else is praying for. And that day, I was that someone. And all I could see was Josie and Eli.
Now certainly, I have no idea the situation and have zero room to judge until I have walked in her shoes. But from the outside looking in, the picture was not so pretty. And while I don’t know a thing about her, that day, that situation, only made the pain harder to bear.
The day and even the week continued and I mulled over the quote more and more. And I took a good hard look at myself. As I walked into work, with a smile, to the job I love, I realized that somewhere out there, someone else was praying for a job that they could be happy to go to. And as I fixed good, nutritious food for my meals, again I noted, someone else was out there praying for something, anything to eat. At night, as I got to relax with the love of my life, I knew there were others out there spending their night all alone, with no one to love.
While the thing I pray for the most others may take for granted, there are so many things in my own life that I take for granted while others yearn for in turn.
I am no different than the woman I saw that day. I have so many gifts in my life that I don’t even think twice about that others would trade the world to have. The things we pray for the most are the things we notice all the more when others have and we have not. But if we take a good, long look at ourselves, we are not so much the have nots we make ourselves out to be at times. We are the “haves.” We possess so many things that others would do anything for. Sometimes it just takes a good wake up call (or smack in the face) to see it.
So remember today that the things you take for granted, someone, somewhere right at this moment is praying with all of their heart and soul to have just that.
Ok, let’s move onto what we really came here for: food! Fall recipes are in full swing and I am so happy for them! Get ready for lots of apple recipes as they are now in season. This Cranberry Apple Granola is another super simple granola recipe that has the will give you a crunchy fall snack.
Using applesauce in this recipe gives you extra sweetness while eliminating the need for any oil. Bonus! Also, I added an egg white to this recipe which I have learned can really improve crunchiness to recipes. It is definitely optional, but I love my granola really crunchy so it was a go for me. When it comes to cranberries, I always use dried cranberries that are sweetened with apple juice. These are lot easier to find these days. Most dried cranberries are loaded with sugar so the juice sweetened are a better alternative. As always, make it gluten free if you please! Enjoy this granola in an acai bowl, over yogurt or straight up!
- 3 cups rolled oats regular or gluten free
- 1/2 cup chopped pecans
- 1/2 cup chopped walnuts
- 1/2 cup dried cranberries
- 2/3 cup plus 1-2 T unsweetened applesauce
- 1/2 cup pure maple syrup or honey
- 1 egg white optional
- 1 tsp vanilla
- 1/4 tsp sea salt
- 1 T cinnamon
Preheat oven to 350°F.
In a large mixing bowl, combine all ingredients and stir to evenly coat granola and nuts.
Spread mixture evenly on a parchment lined baking pan.
Bake for 30-35 minutes, tossing mixture several times during baking. (If you don't do this, it will come out more bar like and soft.)
When granola is golden brown, remove from oven and allow to cool completely.
Store in an air tight container.