Pinterest Failures & Ugly Crying

“But Martha was distracted by the big dinner she was preparing. She came to Jesus and said, ‘Lord, doesn’t it seem unfair to you that my sister just sits here while I do all the work? Tell her to come help me’” Luke 10:40.

I decided I would try a brand new dessert for a get together we were hosting at our place. Spotting it on a blog, I read the words, “Pavlova is quite the impressive dessert...” and I thought, Yes. That’s what I need.  

After taking it out of the oven and letting it cool, I could immediately see that something in the cooking process hadn’t gone quite “Pinterest perfect.” For whatever reason, every time I touched the dessert, trying to move it from the baking sheet to the serving dish, it would crumble past my fingertip. Partially due to being 40  (yes 40) weeks pregnant, and partially due to my unrealistic expectation to be excellent at things I’ve never tried before, I cried. Girlfriend, when I say, “cried” I mean ugly cry. I was a red-faced, puffy-lipped, tear-streamed mess.

My sweet husband came rushing to my rescue, knowing well that this was not the first time I cried over a failed dessert. He transferred the Pavlova from the baking pan to the serving dish. The thin meringue crust fell everywhere, exposing the creamy, light center. Then, I cried some more. He suggested using cool whip to hold it all together, and so, tears still streaming, lips still blubbering, I stuck my dessert together.

While we sat in our backyard fellowshipping with friends, my heart was once more fully and completely content. After dinner, I served the dessert, and as if to speak out every speckle of concern, everyone said, “Wow! That looks great!” Everyone said it tasted delicious and even asked for the recipe afterward. I was both ecstatic and humbled in realizing that the dessert truly had nothing to do with the great night we had together. Being able to share God’s goodness with people close to us was such a huge blessing to our hearts. It was a moment that fulfilled the prayers that my husband and I have had for years.

Jesus, when my flesh becomes tempted with distraction of things of this world, I pray that you redirect my eyes on things of your Kingdom. 


Sarah Witmer