With Mother’s Day coming up soon, I wanted to talk about an article I read from an e-mail I received. It definitely described my mother and all mothers in this beautiful world we live in.

The e-mail was entitled “Burnt Biscuits.” It made me realize how easy it is when something isn’t right to accept the situation and love your mother or wife for who she is and not for what she has done.

From the Lampasas ISD Athletic Department, we would like to say “Thank you” to the mothers who have allowed us to coach your son or daughter and for everything you do as a mother.

Burnt Biscuits

Burnt Biscuits … When I was a kid, my mom liked to make breakfast food for dinner every now and then. And I remember one night in particular when she had made breakfast after a long, hard day at work.

On that evening so long ago, my mom placed a plate of eggs, sausage and extremely burned biscuits in front of my dad. I remember waiting to see if anyone noticed! Yet all my dad did was reach for his biscuit, smile at my mom and ask me how my day was at school. I don’t remember what I told him that night, but I do remember watching him smear butter and jelly on that biscuit and eat every bite!

When I got up from the table that evening, I remember hearing my mom apologize to my dad for burning the biscuits. And I’ll never forget what he said: “Honey, I love burned biscuits.”

Later that night, I went to kiss Daddy good night and asked him if he really liked his biscuits burned. He wrapped me in his arms and said, “Your Momma put in a hard day at work today, and she’s real tired. And besides -- a little burnt biscuit never hurt anything, and I forget birthdays and anniversaries just like everyone else. What I’ve learned over the years is that learning to accept each other’s faults -- and choosing to celebrate each other’s differences -- is one of the most important keys to creating a healthy, growing, and lasting relationship.”

And that’s my prayer for you today. That you will learn to take the good, the bad, and the ugly parts of your life and lay them at the feet of God. Because in the end, He’s the only One who will be able to give you a relationship where a burnt biscuit isn’t a dealbreaker!

We could extend this to any relationship. In fact, understanding is the base of any relationship, be it a husband-wife or parent-child or friendship! “Don’t put the key to your happiness in someone else’s pocket; keep it in your own.”

I don’t know about you, but I think I can start to like Burnt Biscuits. Pass the jelly.

Joey McQueen is the Lampasas High School athletic director and the Badgers’ head football coach.