“Abba” is only a little word, and yet contains everything. It is not the mouth but the heart’s affection which speaks like this. Even if I am oppressed with anguish and terror on every side, and seem to be forsaken and utterly cast away from Your presence, yet am I Your child, and You are my Father. For Christ’s sake: I am loved because of the Beloved. So this little word, “Abba,” Father, deeply felt in the heart, surpasses all the eloquence of Demosthenes, Cicero, and the most eloquent speakers that ever lived. This matter is not expressed with words, but with groanings, and these groanings cannot be uttered with any words of eloquence, for no tongue can express them.

Martin Luther

CATEGORY	CUISINE	TAG	YIELD
Dairy, Eggs		Pies	6	Servings

INGREDIENTS

1	c	Sour cream
1	c	Sugar
1	c	Raisins
1/2	ts	Cinnamon
2		Beaten eggs
		Pie crust

INSTRUCTIONS

Pour boiling water over raisins and let stand 15-20 minutes. Pour
off. Pour sugar and cinnamon over raisins. Mix well. Add eggs and
sour cream.
Pour into bottom crust and make a lattice top crust. Bake for 15
minutes at 375F or until crust is brown.
From:  Pat's Great-Aunt Nellie's recipe collection (1992)
Posted to MM-Recipes Digest V3 #238
Date: Sat, 31 Aug 1996 22:00:39 -0500
From: pickell@cyberspc.mb.ca (S.Pickell)

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