Every year I bake my Grandma Jean's Molasses Cookies using a recipe written by her own hand in beautiful cursive. The aroma fills my house and brings back lots of sweet memories.
I wish you could have met my Grandma Jean. She was an awesome woman. Loved Jesus, which shined through everything she did and said. She was strong and confident, yet so approachable and so caring. Baking her recipe makes me smile as well as miss her and my Grandpa Frank a lot.
I love Christmas time! And one thing I love almost as much as Christmas time is BREAD!
I have alllllways loved bread! That paired with GOOD butter is a taste of Heaven! And yes! REAL, salted, GOOD butter matters!!
Everyone is but a breath…
My life is nothing but a breath in the span of eternity and length of creation.
Every breath, every moment, is on lone to me by You. I am merely a caretaker of the body and things You have given me because every breath comes from You… (click to read)
Does Jesus really need to be in EVERYTHING?
Every choice of entertainment?
Every encounter?
Every conversation?
Every experience?
Every decision?
If the answer is “No”, is He truly LORD of every aspect of one’s life?
We have entered my favorite time of year.
Easter.
There is no greater time for me. Because at Easter we celebrate death.
What is the first thing you think about when pondering that faith is Courageous & Bold? Is there a person that comes to mind?
For me, I think I have allowed this to become distorted. I think of people who are well put together. Have a lot of confidence. Speak eloquently. Have a degree in Theology and Biblical Studies. They’ve got their stuff together. They’ve got credentials to back up what they are speaking and/or saying. They’re the big authors or a big apologists, big theologians. They’re bold and courageous in their faith because that’s their job.
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As I sat and read from Psalm 49 this morning I couldn’t help but read it over and over again writing notes, underlining, and highlighting. And then - reflecting.
A new year is upon us. With that, many reflect and create goals for what they would like to see or accomplish moving forward.
I did.
Reflection is how we grow, how we give thanks, how we analyze what we could, should, would, do better. Goals help us achieve those reflections. Goals are purposeful and help us put into motion what we hope to accomplish.
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Every year I bake my Grandma Jean's Molasses Cookies using a recipe written by her own hand in beautiful cursive. The aroma fills my house and brings back lots of sweet memories.
I wish you could have met my Grandma Jean. She was an awesome woman. Loved Jesus, which shined through everything she did and said. She was strong and confident, yet so approachable and so caring. Baking her recipe makes me smile as well as miss her and my Grandpa Frank a lot.
The tomb was closed. The grave was shut. The cross was empty. Jesus was dead.
I cannot imagine what this day, Saturday, must have felt like for the Disciples and followers of Jesus in the 1st Century. Their friend and Messiah was dead. (click to read)
Obedience and comfort. Two trigger words in today’s western culture.
The word “obedience” brings about triggers of “You will NOT control me.” And “comfort” says, “Let me live unruffled, without pain, without discomfort.”
We want neither to be obedient to anyone nor discomfort from anything.
