Three Angels Broadcasting Network Devotional.
She Made Me Pie.
By Eric Durant
June 29th, 2026
“Be kindly affectionate to one another with brotherly love, in honor giving preference to one another.” Romans 12:10
There are little things that may seem minor to you, even forgettable. But those little things can change someone’s world forever. After almost a decade in ministry, there are things that warm my heart like no other—and one of those things was from a dear lady named Mollie.
My wife and I had been there for a little over a year when Mollie asked me for some help with her computer at home. I gladly assisted her, and in return, she invited my wife and me over for lunch. She was one of those people you trusted within seconds of meeting her. Elegant, wise, kind, yet stern, delicate, yet intimidating. Over lunch, we shared our history with her, trusting her with perhaps too many details of a traumatic past. But her gaze inspired trust. We felt at home, like family.
After lunch, she asked a strange question. “What kind of pie do you like?”
I didn’t want to say I didn’t particularly like pie—too much sweet goo and all that, so I thought back to one of the few happy memories I had as a child when my parents took us to Hershey, Pennsylvania, and I had a slice of a pie I’ll never forget. So I answered, “Shoo-fly pie!” and Mollie said she would make us one!
A week later, she gave me the pie, and when we got home, Marilyn and I ate a few slices. It was more delicious than I remembered! Who knew that so many happy memories could be attached to a slice of pie.
I’m not a crybaby, but the memories of happy parents who are no longer here and the adventure of exploring another amazing land called Hershey with my sisters came flooding back to my memory. I had a lump in my throat, along with the pie.
I recalled sitting in that restaurant with the big wagon wheel on the wall. I remembered my dad insisting that I try the pie and my stubborn reluctance to eat anything with flies in it! He was always forcing me to eat something, so I frowned and took a bite—to my delight.
I remembered the road trip from the big city to the country. The visit to the chocolate factory. The smelly horse ride. The green hills and the twinkling stars on the drive home, with my sisters fast asleep. It all came back and more. All from a slice of pie. From a person that didn’t know us all that well but cared enough to warm the hearts of a distressed pair of souls.
So do something kind for a stranger with a broken heart. It will help to heal many wounds.
A delicate act of kindness can warm the heart forever—as does a slice of good pie.
“Let not mercy and truth forsake you; bind them around your neck, write them on the tablet of your heart, and so find favor and high esteem in the sight of God and man.” Proverbs 3:3–4.
“A new commandment I give to you, that you love one another; as I have loved you, that you also love one another.” John 13:34.
She Made Me Pie.
By Eric Durant
June 29th, 2026
“Be kindly affectionate to one another with brotherly love, in honor giving preference to one another.” Romans 12:10
There are little things that may seem minor to you, even forgettable. But those little things can change someone’s world forever. After almost a decade in ministry, there are things that warm my heart like no other—and one of those things was from a dear lady named Mollie.
My wife and I had been there for a little over a year when Mollie asked me for some help with her computer at home. I gladly assisted her, and in return, she invited my wife and me over for lunch. She was one of those people you trusted within seconds of meeting her. Elegant, wise, kind, yet stern, delicate, yet intimidating. Over lunch, we shared our history with her, trusting her with perhaps too many details of a traumatic past. But her gaze inspired trust. We felt at home, like family.
After lunch, she asked a strange question. “What kind of pie do you like?”
I didn’t want to say I didn’t particularly like pie—too much sweet goo and all that, so I thought back to one of the few happy memories I had as a child when my parents took us to Hershey, Pennsylvania, and I had a slice of a pie I’ll never forget. So I answered, “Shoo-fly pie!” and Mollie said she would make us one!
A week later, she gave me the pie, and when we got home, Marilyn and I ate a few slices. It was more delicious than I remembered! Who knew that so many happy memories could be attached to a slice of pie.
I’m not a crybaby, but the memories of happy parents who are no longer here and the adventure of exploring another amazing land called Hershey with my sisters came flooding back to my memory. I had a lump in my throat, along with the pie.
I recalled sitting in that restaurant with the big wagon wheel on the wall. I remembered my dad insisting that I try the pie and my stubborn reluctance to eat anything with flies in it! He was always forcing me to eat something, so I frowned and took a bite—to my delight.
I remembered the road trip from the big city to the country. The visit to the chocolate factory. The smelly horse ride. The green hills and the twinkling stars on the drive home, with my sisters fast asleep. It all came back and more. All from a slice of pie. From a person that didn’t know us all that well but cared enough to warm the hearts of a distressed pair of souls.
So do something kind for a stranger with a broken heart. It will help to heal many wounds.
A delicate act of kindness can warm the heart forever—as does a slice of good pie.
“Let not mercy and truth forsake you; bind them around your neck, write them on the tablet of your heart, and so find favor and high esteem in the sight of God and man.” Proverbs 3:3–4.
“A new commandment I give to you, that you love one another; as I have loved you, that you also love one another.” John 13:34.
Three Angels Broadcasting Network Devotional.
She Made Me Pie.
By Eric Durant
June 29th, 2026
“Be kindly affectionate to one another with brotherly love, in honor giving preference to one another.” Romans 12:10
There are little things that may seem minor to you, even forgettable. But those little things can change someone’s world forever. After almost a decade in ministry, there are things that warm my heart like no other—and one of those things was from a dear lady named Mollie.
My wife and I had been there for a little over a year when Mollie asked me for some help with her computer at home. I gladly assisted her, and in return, she invited my wife and me over for lunch. She was one of those people you trusted within seconds of meeting her. Elegant, wise, kind, yet stern, delicate, yet intimidating. Over lunch, we shared our history with her, trusting her with perhaps too many details of a traumatic past. But her gaze inspired trust. We felt at home, like family.
After lunch, she asked a strange question. “What kind of pie do you like?”
I didn’t want to say I didn’t particularly like pie—too much sweet goo and all that, so I thought back to one of the few happy memories I had as a child when my parents took us to Hershey, Pennsylvania, and I had a slice of a pie I’ll never forget. So I answered, “Shoo-fly pie!” and Mollie said she would make us one!
A week later, she gave me the pie, and when we got home, Marilyn and I ate a few slices. It was more delicious than I remembered! Who knew that so many happy memories could be attached to a slice of pie.
I’m not a crybaby, but the memories of happy parents who are no longer here and the adventure of exploring another amazing land called Hershey with my sisters came flooding back to my memory. I had a lump in my throat, along with the pie.
I recalled sitting in that restaurant with the big wagon wheel on the wall. I remembered my dad insisting that I try the pie and my stubborn reluctance to eat anything with flies in it! He was always forcing me to eat something, so I frowned and took a bite—to my delight.
I remembered the road trip from the big city to the country. The visit to the chocolate factory. The smelly horse ride. The green hills and the twinkling stars on the drive home, with my sisters fast asleep. It all came back and more. All from a slice of pie. From a person that didn’t know us all that well but cared enough to warm the hearts of a distressed pair of souls.
So do something kind for a stranger with a broken heart. It will help to heal many wounds.
A delicate act of kindness can warm the heart forever—as does a slice of good pie.
“Let not mercy and truth forsake you; bind them around your neck, write them on the tablet of your heart, and so find favor and high esteem in the sight of God and man.” Proverbs 3:3–4.
“A new commandment I give to you, that you love one another; as I have loved you, that you also love one another.” John 13:34.
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