Tuesday, March 5, 2013

Read the Bible Aloud

 That is the advice my pastor, Brian gave a few years back. He said that it makes the words come alive. It wakes you up and forces your attention. The next week I was sick and stayed home from church. I was reading chapter 38 of Job silently to myself, but when Brian's words came to mind I began reading aloud. As I began speaking God's word it really did take on a new life. It was God answering my questions and doubts. It was him showing me his glory and power. And as I continued to chapter 39, 40, 41, and 42 Job's words became my words; his response my response. Wow.
Since then, I have continued to read aloud. It makes me feel like I am a participant and character in the story rather than just an onlooker.
This morning I read Psalm 104. This is a favorite passage of mine. It's such a beautifully poetic display of our almighty God.
 
 

Psalm 104

1 Praise the Lord, my soul.
Lord my God, you are very great;
you are clothed with splendor and majesty.
2 The Lord wraps himself in light as with a garment;
he stretches out the heavens like a tent
3 and lays the beams of his upper chambers on their waters.
He makes the clouds his chariot
and rides on the wings of the wind.
4 He makes winds his messengers,[a]
flames of fire his servants.
5 He set the earth on its foundations;
it can never be moved.
6 You covered it with the watery depths as with a garment;
the waters stood above the mountains.
7 But at your rebuke the waters fled,
at the sound of your thunder they took to flight;
8 they flowed over the mountains,
they went down into the valleys,
to the place you assigned for them.
9 You set a boundary they cannot cross;
never again will they cover the earth.
10 He makes springs pour water into the ravines;
it flows between the mountains.
11 They give water to all the beasts of the field;
the wild donkeys quench their thirst.
12 The birds of the sky nest by the waters;
they sing among the branches.
13 He waters the mountains from his upper chambers;
the land is satisfied by the fruit of his work.
14 He makes grass grow for the cattle,
and plants for people to cultivate—
bringing forth food from the earth:
15 wine that gladdens human hearts,
oil to make their faces shine,
and bread that sustains their hearts.
16 The trees of the Lord are well watered,
the cedars of Lebanon that he planted.
17 There the birds make their nests;
the stork has its home in the junipers.
18 The high mountains belong to the wild goats;
the crags are a refuge for the hyrax.
19 He made the moon to mark the seasons,
and the sun knows when to go down.
20 You bring darkness, it becomes night,
and all the beasts of the forest prowl.
21 The lions roar for their prey
and seek their food from God.
22 The sun rises, and they steal away;
they return and lie down in their dens.
23 Then people go out to their work,
to their labor until evening.
24 How many are your works, Lord!
In wisdom you made them all;
the earth is full of your creatures.
25 There is the sea, vast and spacious,
teeming with creatures beyond number—
living things both large and small.
26 There the ships go to and fro,
and Leviathan, which you formed to frolic there.
27 All creatures look to you
to give them their food at the proper time.
28 When you give it to them,
they gather it up;
when you open your hand,
they are satisfied with good things.
29 When you hide your face,
they are terrified;
when you take away their breath,
they die and return to the dust.
30 When you send your Spirit,
they are created,
and you renew the face of the ground.
31 May the glory of the Lord endure forever;
may the Lord rejoice in his works
32 he who looks at the earth, and it trembles,
who touches the mountains, and they smoke.
33 I will sing to the Lord all my life;
I will sing praise to my God as long as I live.
34 May my meditation be pleasing to him,
as I rejoice in the Lord.
35 But may sinners vanish from the earth
and the wicked be no more.
Praise the Lord, my soul.
Praise the Lord.

Monday, March 4, 2013

Diane


This is Diane. She is the sweetest, bravest, most dependable, selfless person I know. Within five minutes of meeting her I just knew that we were going to be friends. I was right. Now three years later and despite the 30+ year difference in age, she is one of my dearest friends. Being around her makes me a better person.
Diane has been through more than any typical person could handle, but she has faced it all so bravely... with her shoulders back and her head held high and with such tremendous faith. Through a devastating divorce, through losing her home and all of her belongings to a fire, through moving across the country and building a new life, through dealing with the messy aftermath of the divorce, through her new (and wonderful) husband going through months and months of unemployment, through losing her job herself, through spending a year in and out of the hospital, through surgery and a long recovery, through losing her job again, through being miles and miles away from family & home, through friends hurting her, through family hardships, God has been faithful and she has trusted him. Sometimes I look at her and marvel at how strong she is. Her eyes are always twinkling, she is always smiling, always laughing. I don't think that she would ever call herself brave. She thinks she is anything but brave. But I disagree. She is the perfect kind of courageous: not haughty or boastful. She just quietly waits on and trusts in her heavenly Father to provide for her needs. And he does....every time. Big surprise there--right??
She is who I was thinking of when I wrote this. Even in the midst of unemployment and uncertainty of what the future held, she gave. She gave and she gave and she gave some more. I remember one time she said in passing that a friend of ours was struggling and so she went through her closets and pantries and brought food and clothes over for her and her kids. She didn't have a job, most people would call what she did irresponsible. But, I call it big, crazy, radical faith. She did what she does so well: Love. She saw a need and without thought to herself, she met that need.
I want everyone I know to meet her. I want to introduce her to people that have doubts about Christianity, and say, "See how amazing and good an awesome she is? That's because the God that created and saved her is perfectly amazing and good and awesome."

Her life is such an inspiring testimony of who our God is. I love this woman dearly. I hang out with her hoping that some of her goodness will rub off on me.

She gave me this pretty little bracelet last night. <3
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Morning & Evening by Charles Spurgeon ~ March 4th, 2013~

“My grace is sufficient for thee.”
2 Corinthians 12:9

If none of God’s saints were poor and tried, we should not know half so well the consolations of divine grace. When we find the wanderer who has not where to lay his head, who yet can say, “Still will I trust in the Lord;” when we see the pauper starving on bread and water, who still glories in Jesus; when we see the bereaved widow overwhelmed in affliction, and yet having faith in Christ, oh! what honour it reflects on the gospel. God’s grace is illustrated and magnified in the poverty and trials of believers. Saints bear up under every discouragement, believing that all things work together for their good, and that out of apparent evils a real blessing shall ultimately spring—that their God will either work a deliverance for them speedily, or most assuredly support them in the trouble, as long as he is pleased to keep them in it. This patience of the saints proves the power of divine grace. There is a lighthouse out at sea: it is a calm night—I cannot tell whether the edifice is firm; the tempest must rage about it, and then I shall know whether it will stand. So with the Spirit’s work: if it were not on many occasions surrounded with tempestuous waters, we should not know that it was true and strong; if the winds did not blow upon it, we should not know how firm and secure it was. The master-works of God are those men who stand in the midst of difficulties, stedfast, unmoveable,—
“Calm mid the bewildering cry,
Confident of victory.”
He who would glorify his God must set his account upon meeting with many trials. No man can be illustrious before the Lord unless his conflicts be many. If then, yours be a much-tried path, rejoice in it, because you will the better show forth the all-sufficient grace of God. As for his failing you, never dream of it—hate the thought. The God who has been sufficient until now, should be trusted to the end.

Happy Birthday, Vivette!





Chocolate-Nutella-Heaven




Hershey's Perfectly Chocolate Cake

2 c. sugar
1 3/4 c. all-purpose flour
3/4 c. Cocoa
1 1/2 tsp. baking powder
1 1/2 tsp. baking soda
1 tsp. salt
2 eggs
1 c. milk
1/2 c. vegetable oil
2 tsp. vanilla extract
1 c. boiling water

Heat oven to 350°F. Grease and flour two 9-inch round baking pans. Stir together sugar, flour, cocoa, baking powder, baking soda and salt in large bowl. Add eggs, milk, oil and vanilla; beat on medium speed of mixer 2 minutes. Stir in boiling water (batter will be thin). Pour batter into prepared pans. Bake 30 to 35 minutes or until wooden pick inserted in center comes out clean. Cool 10 minutes; remove from pans to wire racks. Cool completely.   
  
Chocolate Nutella Pudding Center

2/3 c. sugar
1/4 c. corn starch
14 tsp. salt
1/3 c. cocoa powder or 1/2 c. if you are a dark chocolate lover
2 c. milk
4 egg yolks
1 tsp. vanilla
1/2 jar of Nutella
Whisk the sugar, cornstarch, cocoa, and salt together in a pot. Slowly add milk while whisking. Add yolks and mix thoroughly. Turn stove onto medium heat and whisk constantly until thickened. Pour through sieve into bowl. Add vanilla and Nutella and stir. Cover by pressing saran wrap onto surface of pudding  and chill for 3 hours.

Chocolate Ganache Topping

I don't have an exact recipe that I use, I just melt Ghiradelli chips over a double boiler and add cream until I like the consistency.

Nutella Buttercream Frosting

3 egg whites
3/4 c. sugar
2 sticks sliced unsalted butter at room temperature
tiny pinch of salt
1/2 jar of nutella

whisk eggs and sugar in double boiler until sugar is disolved at 150 degrees. Immediately move to Kitchen-Aid mixer and mix with whisk attachment until cool (about 10 minutes). Switch to paddle attachment and mix while slowly adding butter. Continue to mix another minute or two. Add Nutella and mix again, thoroughly. Do not chill.

 

Assembly: Put one layer of cake on stand. Spread pudding (you won't need to use all of it) until about 1/2 inch from the edge. Place second layer of cake on top. Drizzle ganache over cake and let it drip a little over the edge. Place cake in fridge for an hour to set. I didn't do that last night because I was pressed for time and the cake started to slouch so make sure you allow enough time to chill. Right before serving, plop all of the frosting on top and spread around with spatula, adding soft peaks. This cake was a bit of work but so much fun to make and tasted like heaven. I was pleasantly surprised at how well it handled serving. You could see the layers perfectly and it looked just as pretty sliced and on a plate with a scoop of icecream as it does in the picture.

Be Courageous

Hardcore

 
I'm drinking my coffee strong and black this morning. Why? Because I'm hardcore. I'm so hardcore that despite the bitter, cold, dead of winter we Floridians have found ourselves in, I woke up at 6:00 am to go for a run. Or a walk-run. Actually it was me stumbling sideways for 20 minutes to avoid the wind reaching my exposed face. Also, I was wearing three sweatshirts and two pairs of pant and closely resembled this little guy:

 
But, in my defense, it really is cold in Florida terms:
 
 
Yeah, that's right. 39 degrees. I still can't feel my face and I think the blood has frozen in my veins. How the heck am I ever going to survive a week in Minnesota?!?
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Oh, well.....Let's see how long this exercising kick actually lasts. Ha! Summer, where are you?!?

Friday, March 1, 2013

Reading



“I am a product of long corridors, empty sunlit rooms, upstairs indoor silences, attics explored in solitude, distant noises of gurgling cisterns and pipes, and the noise of wind under the tiles. Also, of endless books. My father bought all the books he read and never got rid of any of them. There were books in the study, books in the drawing room, books in the cloakroom, books (two deep) in the great bookcase on the landing, books in a bedroom, books piled as high as my shoulder in the cistern attic, books of all kinds reflecting every transient state of my parents’ interest, books readable and unreadable, books suitable for a child and books most emphatically not. Nothing was forbidden me. In the seemingly endless rainy afternoons I took volume after volume from the shelves. I had always the same certainty of finding a book that was new to me as a man who walks into a field has of finding a new blade of grass.”
C.S. Lewis


I am happiest when surrounded by books. I suppose that is why I have three full shelves in my room and books stack in the corners. One of my favorite pastimes is to browse used bookstores in search for treasures. I have collected many beautiful antique books over the years, and my collection continues to grow (hence the piles of books in corners and the overflow of books now boxed up in my closet and attic. I just can't bare to get rid of them).

Some books are just for fun such as Sherlock Holmes, Agatha Christie, Alice & Wonderland, or anything by Wodehouse.

Some books are so delicious and beautiful or beautifully sad like, The Giver, Pride & Prejudice, The Lord of the Rings, The Kite Runner, Out of the Silent Planet, The Help, Ella EnchantedA Wrinkle in Time, The Orchid Thief, or My Life in France.

Other books spirit you away to exciting worlds of adventure: Peter Pan, The Hobbit, Treasure Island, Kidnapped, or Around the World in 80 Days.

And there are those books that change you; that alter your life in profound ways:
The Horse & His Boy, Till We Have Faces, Charlotte's Web, The Hunger Games, Dandelion WineOne Small Boat, Another Place at the Table, and The Harry Potter series. I wouldn't be the person I am without these stories. They have been my friends and my teachers and I love them.