My casserole dish made the rounds last week.

One day, it held a batch of Boston Grahams, my son’s favorite dessert, as he celebrated his birthday with 7 of his best buds.

One evening, it held a pasta dish for our family as we ate dinner, laughed and caught each other up on our days.

One afternoon, it housed a jello salad, complete with mandarin oranges. My boys beg for jello salad and I hardy ever make it. But that day I obliged. So I cheerfully whipped up the treat, somehow hoping that perhaps the real fruit included might cancel out the sugar, dye and chemicals in the powdered jello mix. They enjoyed it for lunch for a few days in a row.

And finally, one early morning last week, I made another batch of that jello desert. I had received a phone call asking me to make it by Friday morning.

This time to take to a funeral; a funeral of a family at church that had to bury their their young adult daughter.

Oh how I wish casserole dishes were only made for sporting food at happy occasions.

But they are not.

They sometimes are an important part of carrying out the command in Romans 12:15 to “Rejoice with those who rejoice, weep with those who weep.”

What will your dishes hold this week?

Blessings,

Share and Enjoy!

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