Meir was a wonderful cook. She was an old school, country cook- because that’s how Pa liked to eat. She kept very few recipes, didn’t use pretty serving dishes, or own gadgets more sophisticated than a simple hand mixer. Except for the Salad Shooter…
She kept a drawer full of old, dented aluminum measuring cups, several sets of measuring spoons, and two glass measuring bowls. They were very humble little instruments, but like everything else she owned, they were well loved.
Wedding season would sweep through the church every summer, and Meir gave two gifts to each couple. She gave a single picture frame and a set of measuring cups or spoons. I was with her all summer, and went along as she picked out the gifts she’d bring and a card to accompany them.
Meir did her devotional in the morning and her Sunday School lesson at night. After her lesson she’d sit at the dining room table and write her notes. Most of the time she’d write short notes of encouragement to her friends or her grandchildren. But during wedding season, she wrote in the special cards given to new couples.
One day while we were out shopping for one of those same old picture frames, I asked her why she gave every new couple the exact same gifts. I’m sure I didn’t ask nicely- but she didn’t snip back at me. She told me she liked to give a single picture frame for the couple’s wedding photo. In the frame, the couple is together as one, separated from all else on this earth, the way God intended a couple to be. The frames she gave were inexpensive- but deeply meaningful.
That night after her Sunday School lesson was done, we sat around the table- Pa dunked his cookies, I slurped my ice cream, and Meir made out a wedding card.
She wrote a verse from Luke, “Give, and it shall be given unto you; good measure, pressed down, and shaken together, and running over, shall men give into your bosom. For with the same measure that you give, it shall be measured to you again.” Luke 6:38
She explained it to me like this: When we give like Christ gave, without expectation or measure, we demonstrate His life of selfless generosity. And as long as we always give from our hearts in the name of Christ, there is fruit in our giving.
She gave measuring cups (and spoons) because we are meant to love without measure. We can all give something, in love, even when we have nothing to offer… except humble little measuring cups.
Be blessed, Y’all.