Chewing food properly I guess is important. I didn't know! I was in a desperate state of bloat at the book store – hiding out in the diet and nutrition section, hoping I might meet a fairy god mother, who would wave her special wand, like with Cinderella and poof-flat belly. No luck, but I … Continue reading the Benefits of Chewing
My sister lives on a lake in Maine.
God creates a good world and appoints humans to rule it on his behalf. Humanity rebels, and the story traces the tragic consequences of human sin for individuals, families and societies, and creation itself. Source: I'm watching Genesis Part 1 on @YouVersion.
Food connects me to people. I don’t mean only that I feel connected when I am eating with others, what I mean is that when I make lasagna I think of my Dad, and when I make bread I think of my sister. When I am sinking my teeth into Thai food my friend Naomi … Continue reading food’s influence
I fear that God will tell me that I can burn all my journals, he won’t be needing them, years and years of beautiful words, lost forever. I fear he has no use for the hours I have spent writing, and studying and thinking, that it was all to ‘grow’ me, but now, like training … Continue reading the unrighteous steward
I'm wrestling with Jesusand He's wrestling with me, He will not let me go,until I'm complete. I'm crying out loudHe's silent and still I'm wrestling with Jesusover God's will I'm begging and pleadingI'm tired and weak I'm looking for freedomHe's searching for me I tell him "I'm broken", "bless me, I wail"He shows me his … Continue reading The Potter’s Wheel
a food memoir Communion in the church is partaking of a tiny piece of stale cracker, broken off from a larger piece. Everyone eats together, this represents Jesus’s body. We eat together, we understand together, we live life together. Food, people, Jesus, forgiveness, it’s all wrapped up in that one ceremony which teaches us -by … Continue reading Breaking Bread
I learned cursive in 3rd grade, like everyone else born pre- laptops and i phones. However, for the past 30 years, I have chosen a different sort of penmanship, a unique blend of print, created cursive and imagined letters. I never embraced my learned cursive. I rejected it, perhaps because I didn't want to follow … Continue reading The Learning Curve
As parents we are always saying farewell. From the moment a baby is born we begin the process of separation. It’s easy to forget in the day to day business of living, that our job as parents is to set our people free, let them fly, give them wings so they can soar into a … Continue reading Fly Away Home
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