When life gives you lemons......make lemon bars

I know what we could make. My mom has a really good recipe for lemon bars.

 Perfect! Lemon bars it is.

Our youth group of young woman ranging in age from 12 - 16 were looking for a way to help with a funeral of a lady in our church who passed away of cancer. It wasn't the first time our girls wanted to do something for her. Before her passing we would go to her home and sing, hold her hand and listen to her great wisdom. 

She fought her battle with grace and dignity.

The day of the funeral I had brought the lemon bars and placed them on the dessert table, then stayed to help with the luncheon after the service.

A few other ladies and I kept ourselves busy by replenishing the food and catering to anyone in need of help. While in the kitchen a nine year old boy poked his head in. I asked him if he would like anything and even tried give him some cookies but he declined and left.

As the luncheon was coming to an end and we were cleaning up, the same boy came back. Again I asked if I could help him with anything. This time he piped up and wanted to know if there were anymore of those treats with the white powder on them.

The lemon bars?

Yes, it was the lemon bars he wanted. I offered him the tray and he took two, one for each hand and left the kitchen.

 A little while later, he came back. With powder sugar on his face and clothing he proceeded to give me a half eaten bar from his sticky hand. He continued to mention that his mom said he couldn't eat anymore lemon bars.

Apparently he felt it was his duty to return the treat from whence it came, in this case being me.

I felt a giggle come on but didn't want to embarrass the boy so instead, I thanked him and gently guided him to the trash and told him he could place the rest of his lemon bar in the garbage.