The Magic of Pizza

Flour, water, a pinch of salt, yeast, olive oil, tomato sauce, mozzarella and Parmesan cheese, garlic, basil and oregano.

That’s it. In and of itself, it’s not that impressive of a meal.  But it’s what’s behind the large pie that makes the difference.

You learn to live on this stuff in college.  It’s the stuff dinners are made of and, if there is any left over, you eat it cold for breakfast.

People find their favorite pizzeria and swear by it.  We live in Bethlehem and our favorite pizza joint is Rosanna’s on Broad Street.  We like ours well-done and plain (mostly because Eileen is vegetarian).

So what’s the big deal about pizza?

On Saturday, Eileen broke her arm while ice skating. Instead of family time on the ice we spent it having family time in the ER.  She had surgery on Tuesday and had a few screws put in near her elbow.  Lots of excruciating pain once the nerve block wore off. Things have been a little crazy around here.

The word spread and the members of our church, Hopesprings Community of Faith in Bangor, PA, have volunteered to provide a few meals for us during the next week.  Now, I have been cooking lots of meals since losing my job in early November and no one has died yet.  So my cooking meals is not a big deal. But I have to say that when the first meal arrived last night (2 large pies from Rosanna’s) it was a very nice thing to experience – no cooking, just sit back and enjoy supper with the family.

Two simple pizza pies provided with love by people who care made a big difference in our family. Very nice indeed.

Thank you to all our “family” in Bangor for showing God’s love in a real way.

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