Thanks to the Cuppys, anyone who regularly comes to pot lucks at First Christian Church knows what homemade raspberry pie tastes like- Pie in the Sky when we die (heavenly pie) can't be any better. Nancy baked me a raspberry pie with the fruit from our own back yard - the taste is rich, tart, and dense and comes only once a year (late June and early July). The last piece is always even more precious than the first. Life comes along moment by moment and each moment never returns- only God, in God's infinite love, keeps and remembers our lives in all of their fullness. God, give us the wisdom to rightly number our days that we may act in wisdom and compassion while the raspberries still hang fresh and lush in the morning dew.