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The day after the Passover, that very day, they ate some of the produce of the land: unleavened bread and roasted grain. The manna stopped the day after they ate this food from the land; there was no longer any manna for the Israelites, but that year they ate the produce of Canaan. Joshua 5:11-12

Oh Lord, please let me go into labor. Pleeeeaasseee, let me go into labor. That was my prayer on November 21, 1981. Nine months pregnant, living in the low country, dodging fire ants, I pleaded, No clam bake, Lord. Please no clam bake.

Our South Carolina friends were wonderful to invite us to their yearly clam bake. We’d attended the year before and the fish they flopped on my plate stared back at me. Fish . . . uggh . . . I guess it was good. I zoned out as I stared back at the dark eye and crispy fin. When I came around, it was half-eaten and to this day, I can’t tell you if it was me that did the eating. But being pregnant in the dog days of summer, meant the thoughts of eating anything vaguely fishy turned my stomach.

The folks in low country are the true essence of southern hospitality. Think Paula Deen, plus some. They enjoy the fruits of their coastal lands—lobster, shrimp, flounder, and clams all bring friends together for fellowship and (I suppose) tasty delights.

We were dirt poor when we lived in South Carolina and it wasn’t unusual to wonder where the next meal would come from, but God always provided. He answered my prayer too. I went into labor the afternoon of the clam bake. No fish eating for me. Click if you want to read the rest of this devotion.

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