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A traveling preacher was glad to accept an invitation to take a meal at a poor farmers table. He folded his hands and bowed his head, prompting the farmer to bless the food.

"Lord, I hate buttermilk", the farmer began. The visiting pastor opened one eye to glance at the farmer and wondered where this was going.

The farmer loudly proclaimed, "Lord, I hate lard." Now the pastor was growing concerned.

Without missing a beat, the farmer continued, "And Lord, you know I don't much care for raw white flour". The pastor once again opened an eye to glance around the room and saw that he wasn't the only one to feel uncomfortable.

Then the farmer added, "But Lord, when you mix buttermilk, lard, and flour together and put them in a hot oven, I do love fresh, warm biscuits. So Lord, when things come up that we don't like, when life gets hard, and when we don't understand what you're saying to us, help us to just relax and wait until you are done mixing and we see the results. Amen."
 

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