Sunday, June 4, 2017

Musings on 2 Timothy 2

When I went to open my Bible this morning, my notebook was tucked into the page with 2 Timothy 2:22 next to it.

    "Flee also youthful lusts; but pursue righteousness, faith, love, peace with those who call on the Lord out of a pure heart."

Reading the verses before and after that one, for better context; you see how important it is to walk closely by Jesus's side.
Do you want to be a 'vessel of honor'? Look at verse 22. Verse 24 - a servant of the Lord must be gentle to all, able to teach, patient. 25, in humility correcting those in opposition.

In verse 22, the reference takes one to
           1 Timothy 6:11.
     "But you, O man of God, flee these things and pursue righteousness, godliness, faith, love, patience, gentleness."
 Verse 12 to 14 then tells us to,
      "Fight the good fight of faith, lay hold on eternal life, to which you were also called and have confessed the good confession in the presence of many witnesses. I urge you in the sight of God who gives life to all things, and before Christ Jesus who witnessed the good confession before Pontius Pilate, 14 that you keep this commandment without spot, blameless until our Lord Jesus Christ’s appearing." 

*Highlighted words - emphasis mine.


May you walk closer to Christ in the coming days.

Tuesday, May 9, 2017

Musings On Cooking



    I read Chicken Soup For the Soul - Food and Love today and I started musing. My story is different then many I read in this book.

    Due to circumstances (life!) I had to grow up faster than I should have. Mom was ill when I was around 6-8 years old. So I started to help with food prep - first with the lovely ladies to stayed to help Mom out, then Mom as her health improved.
  
     My parents were religious in keeping our 'Country' subscription up to date in those years. One day I saw a recipe I wanted to make in the clip'n'save section. Since I was to short to reach the counter, I grabbed a kitchen chair for my work space.

    Then..... I made bread.
    Now, where Mom was I have no memory. But she couldn't have been far away because I could reach the oven at that age.

    Now, almost 20 years later, I still enjoy cooking and trying new recipes.

*   I put learning canning and pickling on my bucket list in high school. Later came the desire to learn the art of lacto-fermentation.


    So far I've conquered vinegar pickles and water bath canning. (Thank you Nana Pellman for being my kitchen guru even long distance!) I am in the process of learning pressure canning with my dad. Dad is an avid, long time canner. In his late college days though, he stopped for what would turn out to be many years.

    Dad has been a big help in my learning water bath canning. And together, we learned from Nana (his mom) how to cook and can tomato juice, bread and butter pickles and applesauce. (See my earlier blog posts.) He encourages me in my learning more on these things, as he likes them as well. He is my taste tester many times for new recipes and has a pretty adventurous palate.

Mom? She's awesome about being sous chef to my messy kitchen chemistry, though she'll never stop teasing me about "a quarter cup baking soda!" in a 9 inch square cake. (I transposed measurements with horrible results. 4 tablespoons of cocoa became 4 tablespoons baking soda!) And tells me on a regular basis that I can dirty more dishes than the law allows! Sorry Mom!

I am also thankful for my paternal grandmother, my Nana for passing along her many years of kitchen experience to me. For answering the phone more times than either of us can count for canning or cooking related questions/crises. For patiently teaching me to not be afraid in the kitchen.*

Part of this post is copied from a journal entry back at the end of October 2013.

My resources - besides my grandmother! More will be added as I come across them.

 Books
The Joy Of Pickling
Mennonite Community Cookbook
The Joy of Jams, Jellies And Other Sweet Preserves
Ball Blue Book


Websites
National Center For Home Food Preservation
Simply Canning
Strangers and Pilgrims on Earth - Canning Corner
A Working Pantry

   

*Between the asterisks is brand new material.

Sunday, May 7, 2017

Sunday Worship

   What a name! The name of Jesus is so powerful that the dead are raised to life, sick are healed *at the sound!* of His name!!!


🎵How could He make a wretch His treasure?🎵



Jesus, worthy of all praise and glory and honor.


                Power, strength and glory
                are in the name of Jesus

Saturday, May 6, 2017

Nature's​ Wonders


Thunderstorms​ rolling through my area. The raw power of God is displayed even in weather.
 Brush strokes of color from the Master Painter. Each one different than the other.



Woods in Indiana in springtime
Red Trillium,





Sunday, April 30, 2017

Sunday worship and musings


The words of this are powerful.
🎶I was buried beneath my shame
Who could carry that kind of weight?
The old made new, Jesus when I met You 🎶




Jesus died on the cross for YOU and for me.


Monday, April 24, 2017

Cherokee Trail book review

   This was written by me in late September of 2016. No real computer access means this is only now getting put up here.
   I just reread The Cherokee Trail , by Louis L'Amour.

   It's set in the middle of the War Between the States/U.S. Civil War.
   The protagonist is Mary Breydon, a widow with a small daughter.
   Heading West​ with her husband to start over, he is suddenly gunned down. She decides to go on, and do the job her husband was hired for. A stage stop and station. Rough, brutal work for anyone.
   The American frontier towards the end of the Civil War was still raw, untamed, wild.
   Into this desolate land, came refined Mary Breydon, who knew the finest things in life. Torn away from them in horrific style, she proves the grit inherited from her ancestors is still strong.
   Once Mary takes over the running of the station, she gathers a widely varied cast of people around her. Each one with their own talent to help.
   An Irish girl, a born fighter. A young orphan boy, wily beyond his years. A man, deadly with a gun, yet with a kindness in him. The tough old man, worth ten regular men in a frontier fight. A wealthy neighbor.
   There are many more, including the enemy who had murdered Mary's husband in cold blood on a town street on their Westward journey.
   Even though I only grabbed this book because it was one of L. L.'s I'd not yet read,; in a single reading it became a "must have" for my bookshelf.

Enjoy your reading today!
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Leah