I praise and honor You as my Mfather God and give thanks always for all things especially Your Fatherly love. Eph 5:20
I am thankful that God is my Heavenly Father!
27. He is not a distant or remote Father, but a close and loving one.
28. His love for me is unconditional and everlasting
29. He provides for me
30. He teaches me
31. He makes plans for my future
32. He supplies all my needs
33. He gives me security
34.He gives me a special home to live in for eternity
35. He gently guides me
36. I have been predestined to be adopted as Your child through Jesus Christ becasue it gives You pleasure and it is Your will for my life. Eph. 1:5
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Monday, November 30, 2009
Friday, November 27, 2009
Gluten-Free Rachel Ray Supper!
Mexican Lasagna - modified from original Rachel Ray version
3 Tbsp EVOO
1.5 to 2 lbs ground meat (we have used ground chicken, turkey and beef in the past - all work beautifully)
2 Tbsp. chili powder
2 tsp. ground cumin
1/2 large onion, chopped
1 can (15 oz) black beans, drained and rinsed
1 can (14 oz)sweet corn, drained
1 can (14 oz) fire roasted tomatoes
8 (or so) corn tortillas ( make sure they are GF!)
2 c. shredded quesco ( can also use cheddar or a pre-shredded mexican blend)
1 container salsa verde - optional
Heat oil in skillet. Add next 7 ingredients and cook until meat is no longer pink. Taste your developing creation as you may want to add a little salt at this point. Line a baking dish with tin foil (this will help with clean up and can be omitted if you enjoy scrubbing dishes). Cut tortillas in half to make layering easier. Build lasagna by layering meat, tortilla, cheese. My dish usually makes 2 complete layers ending with cheese. Bake at 350 until cheese is bubbly (15 minutes or so). Serve with salsa verde on the side.
Enjoy!! By the way, this freezes wonderfully too!
3 Tbsp EVOO
1.5 to 2 lbs ground meat (we have used ground chicken, turkey and beef in the past - all work beautifully)
2 Tbsp. chili powder
2 tsp. ground cumin
1/2 large onion, chopped
1 can (15 oz) black beans, drained and rinsed
1 can (14 oz)sweet corn, drained
1 can (14 oz) fire roasted tomatoes
8 (or so) corn tortillas ( make sure they are GF!)
2 c. shredded quesco ( can also use cheddar or a pre-shredded mexican blend)
1 container salsa verde - optional
Heat oil in skillet. Add next 7 ingredients and cook until meat is no longer pink. Taste your developing creation as you may want to add a little salt at this point. Line a baking dish with tin foil (this will help with clean up and can be omitted if you enjoy scrubbing dishes). Cut tortillas in half to make layering easier. Build lasagna by layering meat, tortilla, cheese. My dish usually makes 2 complete layers ending with cheese. Bake at 350 until cheese is bubbly (15 minutes or so). Serve with salsa verde on the side.
Enjoy!! By the way, this freezes wonderfully too!
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
He gives...
He tries to see it as just ...life...responsibility. The kind of responsibility you were warned about when all you could think about was life void of imposed curfews. Only you found that once you achieved this level of maturity, your own folly came at the end of a long list of tending to the needs of others.
He tends to two families. One he chose and the other he was born into. One in the depths of age and one in its prime. It isn't easy. Is it really even possible? That question doesn't really matter, doesn't need to even be asked, because it is his responsibility. There are no other choices. He can only hope that his absence at one dinner table to is appreciated at the other.
You can find him cleaning and preparing breakfast for one family, then cleaning milk from a spilled cereal bowl for the other family. Putting wool socks on old tired feet, then settling an argument between mother and daughter over what is appropriate attire for school. He reads short stories by Ferrell Sams under fluorescent lights, then calls out spelling words on a Thursday night . He helps one stand and walk on wobbly legs, and then teaches another how to swing a bat.
His siblings muse about how sad it is to see their father this way, but he doesn't have the luxury to take time and reminisce.
So I try not to complain when I pick up the water towel off the bathroom floor each morning; a new phenomenon that has only presented itself in the last few months. I try not to huff when he interrupts my thoughts and chores with his own. I try not to do a roll call from my own to-do list when he complains that I need to pick up his work clothes from the cleaners. I ignore it when he leaves his supper dishes on the table, something he expects his children not to do.
Because someone needs to care for him too.
Lord, please help me to fill his cup, so that he can in turn give more of himself to others.
He tends to two families. One he chose and the other he was born into. One in the depths of age and one in its prime. It isn't easy. Is it really even possible? That question doesn't really matter, doesn't need to even be asked, because it is his responsibility. There are no other choices. He can only hope that his absence at one dinner table to is appreciated at the other.
You can find him cleaning and preparing breakfast for one family, then cleaning milk from a spilled cereal bowl for the other family. Putting wool socks on old tired feet, then settling an argument between mother and daughter over what is appropriate attire for school. He reads short stories by Ferrell Sams under fluorescent lights, then calls out spelling words on a Thursday night . He helps one stand and walk on wobbly legs, and then teaches another how to swing a bat.
His siblings muse about how sad it is to see their father this way, but he doesn't have the luxury to take time and reminisce.
So I try not to complain when I pick up the water towel off the bathroom floor each morning; a new phenomenon that has only presented itself in the last few months. I try not to huff when he interrupts my thoughts and chores with his own. I try not to do a roll call from my own to-do list when he complains that I need to pick up his work clothes from the cleaners. I ignore it when he leaves his supper dishes on the table, something he expects his children not to do.
Because someone needs to care for him too.
Lord, please help me to fill his cup, so that he can in turn give more of himself to others.
Monday, November 23, 2009
Multitude Mondays - More Than I Need
I am thankful for God's creation....
1. Quiet mornings
2. cracking pecans in front of a burning fire
3. long phone calls with my mom
4. cold rainy days inside a warm house
5. a child's ability to laugh with their whole being
6. intimate conversations with a spouse
7. chocolate dessert with ice cream
8. family movie night
9. sewing time
10. my beautiful home
11. a refrigerator full of food
12. a shiny, clean car (the outside at least:)
13. aprons
14. crisp apples and tart oranges
15. a great smelling candle
16. my wonderfully, and fearfully made family
17. bright, sunny days
18. monopoly with my daughter over popcorn and hot chocolate
19. snuggling with my son
20. time here on earth to experience God's goodness
21. music that makes your heart sing
22. our Sunday School class
23. BSA smoked turkeys
24. Christmas decorations
25. chubby baby cheeks
26. hand-me down furniture
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