S/He Said No

This past weekend my husband had a birthday. However, he was out of town, so we celebrated late. I decided to create a combination cheesecake/ice cream cake for him.

I took a walk the other day, and was mulling over thoughts on the type of recipe I should use. As I made my way around the neighborhoods, I looked up and saw what I figured was a mulberry tree.

My thoughts immediately flew back to one of my husband’s childhood stories. He said he loved mulberries, and he and a buddy would climb a neighbor’s tree and stuff handsful of the juicy, sweet berries into their mouths until they were sick. This was a forbidden pleasure for two reasons: first, the neighbor who owned the tree didn’t like those boys climbing it; second, their mamas didn’t like the stains the berries made on their shirts. After he got home, his mother would take one look at him and ask, “Have you been eating mulberries again?”

“No!” was the answer every time.

(There’s a whole life lesson in that answer in how we are little children to God, how we deny our sin, how we think we can cover over sins, and how God always knows just what’s going on.)

So, when I saw that tree, I thought how cool would it be if I could get a few of those berries, cook them up, and serve over my husband’s birthday cake!

The morning I whipped up the cheese/ice cream cake, my husband went out for a bit. I quickly ducked out, grabbed a bucket, and drove to the house with the tree. Leaving the bucket in the car, I rang the doorbell, and a lady answered.

“Is that your tree in the alley behind your yard, and is it mulberry? I was wondering if I could pick some of them.”

“Oh, no,” she answered. “I have too many issues with boys trying to climb it, and it’s a liability thing.”

“I don’t want to climb it!” I laughed.

“No. I’ve got a tree guy coming to cut off some of the branches. Sorry.”

“It’s okay,” I smiled. “I take ‘no’ really well.”

“Oh, and you’re so cute, too.” She smiled back.

I laughed again. “Thanks, though.” I turned to go. “You have a nice day!”

“Thanks, you too.”

I walked back to my car and pondered this. Gee, I thought, it would have been so cool to have some mulberries for my husband for his birthday. We were planning to have his mother over, too, and she would have gotten such a kick out of it. But it was that lady’s tree, and she said no. Lord, that means You said no, too. My great idea to bless my family isn’t okay with You, huh?

So there’s a lesson. Just because I think something is a great idea, doesn’t mean God agrees with me, or that my idea was inspired by the Holy Spirit. Maybe the lady’s neighbors would be watching and then there would be arguments if she let me pick berries and they couldn’t. Or any number of other reasons I couldn’t fathom.

Or maybe God just wanted to give me an idea for this blog. 😉


There’s my naked cheesecake / ice cream cake. I got to tell the story to my husband and his mother. They still got a smile over it, even though we were mulberryless.

14 thoughts on “S/He Said No

  1. The cake looks yummy and I love the story. I would also love to have the recipe. Since my stroke, cheesecake is the only kind I can have so I’m always up for a new variation.

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    1. Hi Vickie. Here is my recipe. I made it up as I went, so at the bottom are some notes for next time. 😊

      Prep time about 20 minutes; no bake; needs overnight freezing

      ✔ 2 (8-ounce) packages cream cheese, softened
      ✔ 3 13.66 oz cans full fat coconut milk, use the fat part only; save the clear liquid for another use
      ✔ 50 – 60 drops lemon essential oil, or to taste
      ✔ 1 – 2 teaspoon lemon peel (I used dried; it would likely have a different taste/concentration with fresh)
      ✔ any type of sweetener equal to 3/4 cup (I used 1/4 cup date sugar and 1/2 cup monkfruit/erythritol blend)
      ✔ 1 pie shell of graham cracker crumbs mixed with butter and sweetener

      I used a springform pan.
      Use a wire beater attachment and beat the cream cheese until smooth. Add the coconut milk solids. Whip together 3 minutes. Scrape down sides. Whip 2 minutes.
      Drop in the lemon essential oil. Whip 1 minute.
      Add the sweetener. Whip 3-4 minutes, scraping down sides as needed.
      Pour cream cheese mixture into prepared graham cracker crust. Smooth top. Cover with protective wrap and place in freezer overnight.
      Take out of freezer 1 – 2 hours before serving, depending on how cold your freezer is.
      Serve with choice of fruit topping.

      Notes to self:
      This tasted okay, but didn’t have the really cream cheese taste I was hoping for. Also, the lemon taste was there, but faint.
      Cut coconut milk to two cans of the solids. Measure it. Consider using that much cream or half and half.
      Consider increasing sweetener to equivalent to 1 cup. If decreasing milk amount, taste at 3/4 cup to see if it needs more.
      If you like it pretty lemony, increase the lemon essential oil amount, or add maybe 1/4 cup lemon juice concentrate. Increase sweetener amount if needed.
      Use real graham crackers to make a crust with butter and sweetener. I processed a pre-made graham crust with some butter, and it didn’t taste as good.

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  2. It’s a great reminder truly that what we want isn’t what’s always what’s good for us, even though we cannot always understand why.

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  3. Today a mother with a young daughter knocked my door as her daughter needed some lavender springs for her school homework. I thought of your story and I said, “take whatever you need”. I hope I made her a little bit happier and God said yes today.

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