Deby DeSarro’s Mississippi Mudslide for Fat Tuesday

Fat Tuesday is just around the corner, the night preceding the forty days of Lent. Lent is a season to practice the discipline of fasting in the Catholic Church. 

Our family has seen astounding answers to difficult questions after we fast, pray and earnestly seek His will.  Please consider that Jesus said “when you fast,” not “if” you fast in Matthew 6:16. 

Fasting: the discipline of abstaining for a time from all or certain foods.  In the Bible, fasting often accompanies prayer for the purpose of intensive intercession, repentance, worship, or the seeking of guidance. (Grudem, Wayne, “Systematic Theology Grand Rapids: Zondervan, 1994, pg.1242)

The recipe was created by Deby, a native of Baton Rouge, Louisiana.  Hope Bible Fellowship  is blessed by this great woman of faith and prayer.  We are currently studying “Becoming a Woman of Simplicity” together.

Splurge your last night before your Lenten fast on this!

Crust:

2 cups chopped pecans

2 cups flour

1 cup powdered sugar

2 sticks melted butterfof

Mix together, spread in 13×9x2 pan, bake at 350 degrees for 15 minutes. Cool.

Cream Filling:

1 8oz. pkg. soft cream cheese

1 box confectionary sugar

1 container cool whip.

Cover crust with this filling.

Chocolate Layer:

2 1/2 cups sugar

3 tbs. cornstarch

2 cups half & half

2 tbs. butter

3 tbs. cocoa

 5 egg yolks

pinch salt

1 tbs. vanilla

Mix all ingredients in top of double boiler. Cook on medium heat to soft-ball stage, (12 minutes) stirring frequently. Cool. Place chocolate filling on top of cream filling. Cover entire concoction whipped cream and shaved chocolate.

Earnestly Seeking Him,

Trish

The Wall Street Journal

 

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Our friends, the Adams, in Tucson (fellow frugalista’s) delivered their WSJ to Todd’s office faithfully for four years, a true blessing for our limited budget. When we moved I was unable to find any fellow readers who would save their recycled copies for me.  I asked around, but  no Austin version of the Adam’s family surfaced, so for Christmas this year I asked for a subscription to the WSJ.  I put it on the list, and low and behold the week of Christmas my own copies of WSJ began  arriving to my great surprise and enjoyment, a true gift from my in-laws who understood how strongly I wanted that specific gift.  

The Adam’s were selfless, generous in fact, giving of their time by saving and carrying copies faithfully each week they were in town.  They saved our family hundreds of dollars over the 4 1/2 years we lived in Arizona by sharing what they no longer needed.  All family members lugged the Journal in their Sunday best as a gift to our family.

How does one overcome selfish desires?

Sometimes watching others give selflessly of themselves or something they enjoy like television is helpful.  The Adams, Rod, Mary and there three children are a living  example to our family.  In addition to sharing their news papers, all of them serve the needs of the poor, especially folks who have somehow been marginalized medically, and do so in all the corners of the earth, especially in Kenya.

Thankful for living examples of Christ’s selfless love,

Trish

 

Gator Cookies

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    fofCheck out these delicious Gator Cookies by Deb and Tony Keller.  The Keller’s are incarnational community embodied. The Word is incarnate today through the body of Christ.  Tony, a dad and an architect,  and Deb, a mother of three and labor and delivery nurse, serve the body at Hope investing in the lives of children.  Tony leads our Children’s Ministry team and teaches Kid’s Power Hour, and Deb teaches Mom’s at Hope through her God-given gifts, intelligence and creative passion about loving our husbands and children, much like Barbara Tompkins in Tucson, Arizona.

We were invited over to watch their football alma mater play in a bowl game.  A new talent of  discovered - the gift of baking Florida Gator cookies, beautifully and fanatically decorated using toothpicks, white, blue and orange pastry tubes. Check out the lovely free-hand Gators.   Alton Brown of the Food Network was the source of their recipe and the sugar cookies for the Sugar Bowl were delicious.

Here is an equally nice recipe by Marilyn Southard.                                                                    

 1 lb. real butter

1 egg

1 oz. cream cheese

1 tsp. vanilla

2 c. sugar

1 c powdered sugar

6 cups of flour

Preheat oven to 350 degrees.  Cream butter, egg, cream cheese and vanilla till fluffy.  Add sugars and flour.  Roll out and cut as needed into shapes… I love to cut this into squares to serve guests when they come for tea.  Bake 11-13 minutes.

     

 Happy Food on Friday’s,

Trish

A Snapshot of Our First Year in Texas

Today is January 1st and the house is very quiet.   I’m not scheduled to work until noon at the store where I am always impressed by the customers. They are always polite, kind and thankful, characteristic of the culture of kindness we have found here in Texas.  I have been contemplating past years, and started my reading through the Bible in a year plan again, simply enjoying a celebration of  the Savior of the world.  

Some people make cutting remarks, but the words of the wise bring healing.  Proverbs 11:18

He spoke to me through Genesis 1 and 2, Psalm 1, and finally the Message version of Matthew.   Last year was the fastest year of my life though it was the year I focused most on slowing down.  We have now been in Texas exactly one year and to sum up a snapshot of the culture here, we all agree in the Southard family, people here are “Texas friendly.” That’s not a put down of the many other very friendly places we have lived, but a compliment to the exceptional culture of respect found here.  Our daughter now says “Sir” and “Maam”…she picked it up in public school! 

God’s word says your soul is nourished when you are kind.  Proverbs 11:17

One of the kindest people I know is my daughter.  She lovingly cooks and prepares meals when I am not home, and sometimes even when I’m here. 

The photo is her preparation of  Egg Plant Parmesan.

Celebrating in Texas,

Trish

A Walgreens Christmas Dinner

The Christmas season in a pastor’s home is always an active time, and this year is no exception, but our family planned ahead, purchased and shipped all our gifts early, and managed to send out one box of  Christmas cards to most of our family.  At  the store a memo was posted notifying us no time off would be granted in December — no need to ask.  With that the pace quickened as Christmas approached, and my part-time job became a full-time thing.   There was less time to prepare for Christmas than in previous years,  and we encountered a few unanticipated “opportunities” for faith and laughter, but it had been a fun-filled month of anticipation.   On the weekend before Christmas we had an Open House for young and old from our church, Todd’s folks arrived the twenty-third, the house was tolerably clean, and we waited excitedly for the Texas and North Carolina cousins to arrive.  And then…

“the night before It was Christmas and we were without…”, gifts needed wrapping, and the trip to the grocery store was fast disappearing.  My husband who had been down for the count sick for three days finally arose in the morning of Christmas Eve day with no voice, and it was looking like this year’s sermon would be retitled “Silent Night” and the Christmas story would be done in pantomime.    His voice recovered, a few packages got wrapped.  I dressed in my most festive attire and off to work I went at eight am.  Somewhere during the day my husband called to see if I would be up for going out to lunch.  I looked at my boss and asked her if I was crazy to go out given I only had a cooked Country Ham for Christmas dinner and was unable to find a Crown Roast at any local store.  I was still absent of the necessary sides for dinner. She and I concurred I must go and be carefree for a couple hours and “just shop later”…perhaps very quickly before our six pm Christmas service. Sounded like a good idea at the time.

The story picks up quickly at this point because with so many unwrapped presents, the only rule as every one wrapped that afternoon was that you could not wrap your own.  We ran out of wrapping paper at one point and began wrapping with scraps…a real patch job.  We then left at five for the service and decided a little run to the market after the service would have to do. 

Around eight pm Marilyn (Todd’s Mom) and I left for the one place we were sure would be open on Christmas eve.  I know you’ll shudder if I put the big box store name in print so we’ll leave it out and let you fill in the details.  We pulled into the parking lot just as the doors were being locked, lights turned off, and shoppers left the store, bags in hand.

Marilyn and I start to laugh hysterically as we and an army of late shoppers sped across the street to another grocer only to see the same thing unfold. My face went pale and my mind numb as I started envisioning my bare pantry and lonely, country ham — naked in the middle of my beautifully set table with nothing to dress it up. My mother-in-law was not phased and said “Trish we just need to find a 7-11, we’ll be fine, we’ll make-d0.”  The light bulb went on for me in that moment as I realized the Walgreens would be open.  Others would soon realize the same thing, and another stampede was about to begin.  The first ones to Walgreens would get the choicest crops from their canned goods aisle.  We sped off in a hurry…   

We leapt out of the car, grabbed one of the last carts available and there we were, standing in the canned goods aisle at Walgreens preparing Christmas dinner, laughing uncontrollably as Marilyn author of , Taste and See That The Lord Is Good ~ Psalm 34:8,  ( a published cookbook) creatively put together dishes from what was available for our Christmas Dinner.   

Our menu:

A jar of green olives and a can of black olives

Green beans and Campbell’s Mushroom soup (no French-fried onion available) home- made caramelized onions topped the dish

Peas and mushrooms

Au Gratin potatoes (from the box)

Corn pudding made with canned corn

Orange jello and crushed pineapple ( my daughter’s contribution)

Frozen Mrs. Smith pumpkin pies

Our Country Ham and Sweet potato biscuits from Smithfield, Virginia shipped earlier that month from the Southards. 

Don’t you all wish you were here for this delicious Christmas dinner from Walgreens.

Trish and Marilyn

Not Just Another Night At The Counter

Last night I was waiting on a couple I’ve waited on many times before at the store, but last night was different. They were selecting jewelry which they do often, but spending quite a bit more time in the selection process. We keep our cases locked, so I open and try to hang back a bit as people discuss and weigh which pieces to buy. The wife looked more gray than she had in the past, and she has always had an oxygen cart with her each time she shops in our store. Her husband became insistent she buy 3 necklaces for her sisters. She kept saying we don’t spend on each other like that, and no way her sisters would be so mad if she bought them gifts, they’d have nothing for her. The lightbulb came on finally for her, when he said it will be a beautiful thing to remember you by. I held my breath and realized what was transpiring at the counter. My regular customer would be getting a keepsake for the last Christmas she would have with her sisters.
Our store closed and everyone quietly left. They spent ten minutes selecting the perfect necklace for each sister.
I walked out to the car and relayed the story to Todd, grateful to God for each day he has given me with my husband, and squeezed Sabrina hard when I arrived home.

Trish

A Christmas Devotion

My family was leaving a Chinese restaurant after lunch on Christmas Eve in 2006.  A little boy about 9 years old asked his Mom if he was Jewish?  She said “No!” and the boy shouted back “RATS!”
He then asked “What I am?”  Mom’s reply was too soft to hear.  It was a teachable moment as we backed our car out of the parking lot. I asked Sabrina the same question – “Who are you?”
I knew even before she answered she would say “Child of God,” because over the years we have sought to share our Christian faith and heritage with her, so that she may know she is fearfully and wonderfully created by God.  The map to who we are, where we are and come from,  must be communicated to our children, our neighbors, and our coworkers, those in our spheres of relationships as well as others who are not. 

The Christmas season the world offers is a Retail Christmas.  Though exchanging gifts brings great joy, without Christ at the center it will not lead us anywhere closer to the true essence of Christ and His message, but become a distraction at the very time of the year we set a day aside to celebrate Immanuel – God with us.  Bumbling along in a haphazard existence will give our children a life with no identity, no sense of who they are, and open them up to other’s values and beliefs, man’s way and not God’s way.  They will not have a map of life. 

In Barbara Tompkins Mom’s Class last year we made Jesse Tree’s ornaments.   Our family systematically read through the story of Christ and hung ornaments on a small pink feather tree as our Christmas decorations were all packed and ready for our move the Texas the next week.  It was a comical tree with a serious message in those Jesse Tree ornaments, the story of God found in the Bible, a message of

God’s love and provision of redemption found in Jesus Christ.   

We are all unpacked this Christmas, and instead of the pink feathered tree, we are back to our home-grown artificial tree as we again tell the story of who we are in Christ by telling the story of God and his redemptive plan of salvation.  Each ornament symbolizes an accompanying Bible story that, with the help of the book The Advent Jesse Tree, Devotions for Children and Adults Preparing for the Coming of Christ Child at Christmas (Nashville: Abington Press) directs us to a daily story from the Bible and provides songs of praise to sing as a family. 

As Christmas arrives our anticipation is toward the greatest gift God has given the world — the birth of Jesus the Christ, God’s own Son, Immanuel — God with us.  The Scriptures read throughout the month show us The Way, providing a clear and concise map of who we are, the identity we have in our Lord Jesus, the hope of glory.

Resting in Him,

Trish

Make do… Tucson Tuna Noodle

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We were out of mayonnaise and I decided to substitute the Marie’s Jalapeno Ranch and top with tortilla chips instead of the traditional Lay’s. The dish was quite a nice twist on the traditional, and my family real enjoyed the standby casserole on a chilly night.

1/2 jar of Marie’s Jalapeno Ranch

1/2 jar of Newman’s Own Alfredo Sauce

1 – 12 ounce can of Starkist Tuna drained well                                                                                         

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1 box of noodles cooked ( I prefer bow tie pasta/ whole grain if available)

Mix well, and place in oiled pan topping with buttered,  hand crushed tortilla chips.  (Just throw a few dabs of butter here and there after you put the chips on top, and bake till golden @ 425 degrees.

Enjoy,

Trish                                                                                                                                                  

 

Patty’s Cakes

We ran out of flour so I made do with a substitution of 1 cup of “Hodgson Mill”, whole grain brown flax seed and 1/4 c of 100% whole grain whole oats.  The family raved about them, and we have now switched over on a permanent basis. 

1 c of whole grain brown flax seed

1/4 c of whole grain whole oats

2 ts baking powder

1 beaten egg

1 c milk

1 tbsp oil (your favorite)

2 tbsp sugar

Mix well till smooth, and allow to cook thoroughly on the griddle.  Take care when flipping and use two spatulas if possible.  Makes 8 small patty-cakes. 

Serve with a dash of sugar and a squeeze of lemon.

Flipping cakes,

Patty

aka Trish

Luddite

My cord broke on my laptop and I will be unable to blog till it arrives. By choice I’m not watching TV this year, but now without the internet I’ve become a Luddite, not by choice, but of circumstance.   I’ve been spending time watching a spider weave her web outside my kitchen window, and I’ve nicknamed her Charlotte Mason.  Ann Kroeker introduced me Charlotte Mason,  many years ago and in Ann’s book  “Not So Fast” she advocates that children spend 5-6 hours outside a day.

I’m not quite outside as I watch this magnificent red spider weave, but I’m moving in that direction.  How am I writing this particular blog you may ask?  Through the gracious sharing of a friend.

Slowing way down,

Trish

Traveling Pants…Make Do and Dye in Blue.

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Lydia, the maker of fine purple cloth in the book of Acts,  closely resembles my life after college where I was privileged to sell exquisite, high-end women’s clothing, the purple cloth of our day.  Loving it so much, even after moving to a fancy desk job at the corporate office, I worked any weekend shift available at the retail store Mandels.  Their clothes were the staple of my business wardrobe.    God is molding me to be more like hospitable Lydia as I interface with my husband. Lydia was known as God-fearing, something I hope and pray comes to mind as you know me…something I aspire toward in my daily walk  

Meet Lydia:

“On the Sabbath, we left the city and went down along the river where we had heard there was to be a prayer meeting.  We took our place with the women who had gathered there and talked with them.  One woman, Lydia, was from Thyatira and a dealer in expensive textiles, known to be a God-fearing woman.  As she listened with intensity to what was being said, the master gave her a trusting heart and she believed!”

 After she was baptized, along with everyone in her household, she said in a surge of hospitality, “If you’re confident that I’m in this with you and believe in the Master truly, come home with me and be my guests.  “We hesitated, but she wouldn’t take no for an answer.” (Acts 16:13-15, The Message)

 I wrote a study for women leaders on Acts, mostly to share all the incredible insights wise men and women had poured into me while in Chicago, and to freshen and cement the teachings into my brain. Fun note… I would sneak into D.A. Carson’s class whenever I could, and sit with all the scholars.   Sticking out like a sore thumb with my faux black fur vest and matching hat…complete with leather gloves trimmed in black fur, who was I kidding?  I’d sit in the back row and glean.  I could only glean from the words spoken in English…the class required both mastery of written and spoken Greek…ouch, that’s why I had to sneak. 

I love dyed cloth like Lydia.  Every 6 months I dye my jeans with Rit dye and they are a crisp, cool, blue indigo much like the water at Lake Travis.  The jeans have traveled east and west as much as my weight.  Just like the girls in the Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants, each girl had a different figure, but the pants miraculously fit each one as the girls shipped the pants around to all the exotic locales the girls visit.  

Make do with blue, and dye your jeans to keep them fresh looking. On a note of interest, Thyatira, our new friend Lydia’s hometown,   was famous for its purple dye. A handful of kosher salt in the hottest water your machine will give you and dye away. Throw in a worn out white top and girlfriends, you’ve got a new look for the weekend…extra slimming when you where the same shade top and bottom. 

We learn so much from the prayerful women sitting riverside on the seventh day…2000 years later.

Rest in Him, Trish

Uncommonly Beautiful Girlfriends Weekend

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My weekend began  in a torrential downpour while driving north on I-35.  It was thunderbolt alley all the way to Dallas.  Every fiber of my being wanted to stay home and not endure the stress of a rain-soaked ride.  Todd prayed for me, and encouraged me to take my time, stopping often.  What was the hurry anyway?  Contemplative exercising began on my way to the retreat, I meditated and slowed my pace.  My pace was sooo slow, I arrived 6 hours after departing, usually a 3 hour tour so I’m told. 

One of my dearest and oldest friends Amy(we’ve known each other 32 years) stayed on speaker phone supporting me along the journey as the water flooded the roads and buckets full of water blasted my windshield.  She has been with me in all sorts of dicey situations and this was no exception.  She was voted nicest in my high school.  A woman of gentle strength.  A true leader.  Her persuasive speech led me to a retreat 30 years ago where I met my Lord for the first time.   

Once I arrived, however road weary and rain soaked, it was another wonderful, life changing, and life challenging retreat.  This was the retreat of the women of Stonebriar, a congregation northeast of Dallas.  For many of us, we were renewed in all ways eternal, detoxing the synthetic ideas away as we  sat under the teaching of accomplished author and speaker Cynthia Heald (Author of the Best Selling Series Becoming a Woman of…. ) 

CARE (Christ’s Arms Reaching Everyone), a women’s ministry I was involved for four years until moving away in January, nourished me in this way.  Now it was a weekend of care for the soul – CARE was evident in the lives of the ladies over the whole weekend. Leaving CARE in Tucson, directed by the godly lady Barbara Tompkins was a raw and painful loss from my life in Arizona.  After 4 months away from the beloved women of CARE  God was lavishing me with John 15:15 as he did 30 years ago this month.

God’s friend:

A friend is a term of endearment that literally means one who walks beside, one who is near, one who is beloved, or those who belong to one another. As God made man, Jesus had every right to expect those He died for to serve Him as slaves, yet He chose to consider us His friends: “No longer do I call you servants, for a servant does not know what his master is doing; but I have called you friends”

 (John 15:15)   Live Fearlessly by Lenya Heitzig & Penny Rose pg.197,

  Uncommon Beauty, 7 Qualities of a Beautiful Woman , Cynthia Heald’s latest book,  was our spiritual formation class for the weekend.

Although the women we will discuss were ordinary, they became beautiful by choosing to live extraordinarily. They were comfortable with who they were, they rose above their circumstances, and they persevered. Their lives have encouraged me to take risks, to seek wisdom, and to live selflessly. It is so easy for me to get caught up in my own world and seek comfort for myself alone. It is easy for me to focus more on my outward appearance than to develop gracious character. I have learned that lasting beauty is bestowed on those who posess ”a certain something,” qualities that are the “soul’s own doing,” which can only be described as uncommonly beautiful. ”                 

 Cynthia Heald Uncommon Beauty , pg.8

Side note…I would like to place a copy of this book in every young woman’s hands I know in  middle school and above.  

  April 21st Chambers stated “We look for God to exhibit Himself to his children, but God only exhibits Himself in his children.” 

 He exhibited Himself in ladies I met through passion, wisdom, integrity, selflessness, graciousness, contentment and courage, the titles of all the chapters.  Cynthia also refered to her book Maybe God is Right After All,  because it was clear Cynthia has kept her hand in His encouraging us to do the same, for God’s Word Is All the Truth You’ll Ever Need, a chapter in the book… 

Do not conform any longer to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. Then you will be able to test and approve what God’s will is-

 His good, pleasing and perfect will.”  Romans 12:2 

The radiance of Christ was clearly evident at a Marriot just north of Dallas.  The beaming smiles of godly women greeted me as I pulled into the underground garage, bathing away the grime of stress from this harrowing drive, and my new-found gracious friend Mary Shave (entertainment and emcee for the entire weekend) guided me to my room.  Joy and sorrow is part of every woman’s life, and this weekend was no exception.  When the speaker shared that  her Mom was struggling at the end of her 96th year of life, a group of women quietly left the room to pray for her non-stop while she spoke.  Servant’s hearts  were everywhere.  I received welcoming hugs from women I’d never met at most every turn.  More than Texas hospitality, this was the love of Christ in action.  The women in white were our spiritual leaders for the weekend.  Karen Hawkins and her worship team were obedient and humble as they spoke and sang us continually into His Presence in a ballroom.

My keepsake for the time with these eternal beauties was led by a woman of excellence, Dana Cooper,  in a deeper walk with my Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ and revived friendship with Christ and new friendships with women.

Reporting from Dallas…

Resting in Him, Trish

Hummus

 The neighborhood book club met recently and our hostess Mary, passed out Tahini to all of us in the club as our starter.  My family really likes hummus, and we often nosh through serious amounts of it.  Yours truly decided to make a batch from scratch.  By volume it was more of a vat.  On the  wall of  my extremely talented friend Cecilia Tompkins ( my former Bible-study co-leader who also quilts, knits, embroiders, models in commercials, parents 3 boys and is a sewer extraordinaire) was her admission to  whipping up a batch.  What is a Mom to do?  Cuisinart some for the Southards.   Two hummus billboards showed themselves and I was up for the challenge.  Off to the HEB market, first to snag a few bags of various beans for the pantry and a bag of garbanzos (chick peas) for the hummus.  Our neighborhood book club read Animal Vegetable Miracle by Barbara Kingsolver and we are encouraging each other to cook fresh items for our families.  The recipe we all used is from Magloubeh and the Great Diplomat.

                              “Start the Party ” Hummus

1 can (15 ounces) chickpeas…I made my own as you’ll see below

2 tablespoons of olive oil…4 or 5 is better if you cook up a 1/2 bag of beans like I did

Juice of two lemons

3 cloves of garlic… I used prechopped and added 5 tablespoons

1/2 cup of tahini

1/2 teaspoon paprika

Salt to taste

 

Threw the beans in my crock pot and cooked them all day on low.  They did not cook thoroughly, very chewy, and for the last two hours I cranked the pot to high and the beans caught a few bubbles and softened finally.  Throw about 1/2 the beans in a large food processor and whirl away.  Add a few splashes of evoo, the rest of the above ingredients and serve with warm pita.  Rona Mertink brought by fresh radishes from her garden, a perfect companion for hummus,  and dip away.

Resting in Him, Trish

Be the Squirrel

My backyard in Texas is a wonderland for two particularly playful squirrels that cause us to laugh hysterically from time to time.  The male squirrel is all guy, and you can tell that spring is in full bloom where he is concerned as day after day he seeks to swoon his lady, putting on his best little Fred Astaire dance for Little Miss Lady, the Ginger Rodgers of the backyard ballroom.  Forget Dancing WithThe Stars, we have Dancing With The Squirrels, only their’s is a three dimensional dance floor that extends into the trees and from roof top to roof top.  Fred lays around all day on our oak tree as if depressed, his arms and legs dangle from the branches of his perch unless he gets hungry, at which point he gets off his wooden couch at goes foraging for something to eat  (You ladies know what I’m talking about).  Its funny, whenever his lady friend shows up its as if someone cued the lights and said “action!”  Then, wow, what a performance:  leaping and chirping loudly at our dog Daisy from his tree perch as if saying “beat it dog, my lady just arrived.”  On one particular day he stood up on two legs and began to shake his booty from side to side, tail flickering in the wind and swaying from side to side.  I could almost hear Luther Vandrose and Lou Rawls singing backup for the little guy.   It didn’t take a squirrel expert to help me realize that romance was in the air.   Our ill informed desert dog Daisy, who never saw a squirrel until our recent move, has no idea what to think, nor did she care, Fred and Ginger were about ready to start dancing…

I suppose I always thought squirrels were squirrels wherever you went, but not so.  Their sizes and shaped differ wherever you live.  And if my back yard Lothario is any indication, they have different dispositions.  In Arizona they had “ground squirrels”, small and cheerful little guys who like their name implies, live in the ground.  They lacked the size and bushy tails of their eastern cousins, and look more like Chip and Dale than any squirrel I’ve have ever laid eyes on. 

In Iowa where I grew up, the squirrels look pretty standard, except for their beautiful black fur, unique to that area.  Growing up I took it for granted that all, or most, squirrels were this color as it was all I knew.  I still love watching those beautiful black squirrels in the evenings with my Mom from her courtyard whenever I am home visiting.  We  often will sit into the early evening until the sun sets and it is too dark to see them, but giggling at their cheerful play together as the baby squirrels leap from branch to branch until then.  I find myself wondering if they’ll miss, but with skillful dexterity, they never do.

God has given us the ability to jump from unbelief to belief…we are called to faith and called to trust.  Like the branches of a tree God’s hand is there when we take leaps of faith into His perfect will.

 As I watch our dancing squirrels  jump from  my neighbor’s roof to a trellis, I am reminded of the woman warrior in Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon (if you have not seen the movie, envision the   jumping off the dunes at Kitty Hawk aka Orville and Wilbur Wright’s first flight.), stealthily moving from limb to limb as if defying gravity, and I find myself wondering if perhaps Texas has flying squirrels… They are wonderful examples of God’s delicate, and intricate design, beautiful, sleek, agile, playful, yet taken for granted as the little scavengers of the back yard.   

So here is my question for you today.  On May 15th Oswald Chambers wrote:

“God is the Master Designer, and He allows adversities into your life to see if you can jump over them properly-”  He then cites Psalm 18:29 “By my God I can leap over a wall”  

Outrageous to think we metaphorically may look at challenges and literally jump off Jockey’s Ridge at Kitty Hawk with God offering Him praise and thanksgiving for the situation.

He asks that we believe.  Believing Him for the outlandish desires of our hearts.  Be the squirrel says HE. Be Orville or Wilbur. Jump

“The things that are impossible with men are possible with You.”  Luke 18:27 NKJV

Hope in Him and take a giant leap of Faith, not tomorrow, do it now.

Jumping and Resting in Him, Trish

P.S. If you are squirrel # 1 …be married

Make Do Silver and Copper Cleaner

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Friday morning, I worked diligently setting up my first baby shower here in Texas. I enjoy hosting women’s events, bridal showers, teas, birthdays, etc.  Ann has convicted me of making do and I did not have my copper or silver cleaner after our move from Arizona.  We were not able to move any cleaning supplies, so it was another case of having to make do.  I learned through a quick Google search that adding a cup of vinegar and a cup of salt to a large boiling pot of water would remove the tarnish from my copper tea kettle.  The instructions were so simple it was hard to believe: “Boil item in pot for two hours. ”  HAHA …are you kidding me?  Two hours later I was astounded to see my kettle looking presentable for the shower. 

I pulled out my silver and tried the same thing.  I learned in my search that I could line a pan with foil, pour baking soda all over the item and top off with boiling water to cover.  Once again I thought there was no way this could work.  I save foil because my husband’s grandmother who lived during the Great Depression taught me the value of reusing foil by cleaning and saving it.  I have a hard time reusing it, but I am persisting in my effort to honor her frugality. To my suprise yet again,  I waited and watched all the tarnish fall off a pan full of silverware.  How could this be?  Why had I wasted so much of my time in the past polishing?   

Thank you Ann Kroeker!  Making do is once again eco-friendly!

Sweet Tea for my Sweetie (He’s a Tarheel)

Place 2 cups of sugar in a pan on the stove with a smidgen of water, stir with a wooden spoon over very low heat till dissolved, gently simmer a bit, and let cool. Rest for 5 minutes err ugh…., come back and put 5 small tea bags in a pitcher and pour in tepid water.  Rest again while placing used tea bags on your eyes.  Add the liquefied sugar into the tea while the water is still warm and chill in a bowl of ice, or refrigerator. Serve tea with 3 cubes in a tall crystal or glass tumbler with sliced lemons on the side.  A sprig of mint to top the glass is lovely for presentation.  Enjoy!

The Golden Anniversary

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The Southards are arriving in Corolla, North Carolina for a very joyous occasion, Lee and Marilyn’s 50th Anniversary.

Marilyn starting coming to the Outer Banks in 1948,  she was ten years old.  She and her parents stayed at the Cavalier Motel.

Lee and Marilyn came on their honeymoon to the Outer Banks and stayed at the Whalebone Motel, in Whalebone Junction.  The motel had just opened and they were the first people to stay in it. 

They will celebrate by renewing their vows on Corolla Beach as the sun sets with their son, Reverend Todd Southard, officiating.  A private family dinner catered by “Kelly’s Outer Bank’s Restaurant and Tavern”  serving fresh from the sea favorites such as oysters, clams, shrimp, scallops, crab, sashimi, and the best of Kelly’s award winning delicacies will follow. 

They were married at First Baptist Church in Alexandria, Virginia.  Marilyn Wood and Lee Southard met in Richmond on a blind date at DSC02686Lakeside Lake in the summer of 1957.  Since then they have raised four sons.  Lee is currently Chairman and Ceo of Vasogenix Pharmaceuticals and Marilyn had been very active with Stonecroft Ministries.  they are also big fans of their six grandchildren, Matt, Allie, Gabbi, Sabrina, Chase and Christian.  The Southards spend a great deal of their time supporting their endeavors. 

Congratulations to Lee and Marilyn and their commitment to each other through high tides, low tides, falling tides and rising tides.  

Don’t come in with an exit plan”  Lee Southard

“God must be the head of your household”  Marilyn Southard

              “A good sense of humor is very important”  Marilyn Southard

We are privileged to honor a rare and great faithfulness to God and to each other as husband and wife for half a century.

Reporting from Dolphin’s Watch,

Trish Southard

Sashimi “No Cooking Allowed”

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The men of my family head out to sea most summers, deep seas actually about 50 miles out into the gulf stream where Yellow Fin, Big Eye tuna, Dolphin, and Swordfish abound for the Southards to enjoy not just at the beach, but for at least 6 months afterwards as we all head home to different parts of the U.S.  The wives and daughters meet the boats and ooh and aah and cheer on our brave men back from the deep over the catch as it’s laid out before us on the dock.

The men caught 139 lbs. in a nice variety of fish and the first taste is always fantastic as it’s cut fresh that evening and bagged for freezing and traveling via suitcase.  Our first taste of  the the Yellow Fin tuna is  raw in soy…aka…sashimi.

Jeff, Camille, Todd, Brian and I have a passion for sashimi.

Raw tuna allowed to be alone or set out will start to stink and become rancid when its unholy alliance the parasite arrives to make it stink.  The tuna and the parasite have an unhealthy relationship.

Our boundary for sashimi is non-negotiable.  Tuna is toxic if the limits of raw are pushed at all.  We cut it fresh and enjoy it together.  Hold the thought on the company of others and the ability to remove yourself from toxicity.

Certain relationships  occasionally cause soul horror.  Think of it as the gory movie lived out in real life slashing up your sanity and invading your thoughts.  This is the raw tuna bacteria lying in wait to attack and invade when you forget the necessary boundary of fresh and cold.

My husband batter dipped Mahi Mahi for breakfast in corn meal. Later my brother-in-law Tom, an accomplished chef, worked with our daughter to create a feast of tuna bites and tuna ~encrusted with sesame seeds served with mango salsa.  The key to the delish on all the dishes is the fresh factor.  The fish is moving briskly into the company of its fellow coated friends and not allowed to set out alone.

When I encounter the above I meditate in John 10.

Stay with friends (sheep) and our Shepard (Jesus) to protect yourself from the theif aka. the bad shepherd coming through your roof (mind) .

Remember when a toxic individual tries to corner you alone, step away and remove yourself from the situation.   Chill in the company of others quickly  or be smelly.  The freshest fish will take on the odor of the stinky fish.  A miserable inedible mess.  The miserable stinky fish makes the fresh fish take on its characteristics.

Dr. Henry Cloud refers to this as following the misery in your life and make a rule.

Look at the misery, and then make a personal rule that will keep it from happening.”

The One Life Solution, Dr. Henry Cloud,  page 154

You are frying in oil when you allow yourself to meet with them or be alone with them in any situation.

Enjoying the omega 3’s,

Trish

Recipe:

Pan~Seared Teryaki Tuna

Marinate in teriyaki (30 minutes minimum or 6 hours max on the triage marinade) pan- sear tuna ~encrusted with sesame seeds in evoo till a lovely tan surface (watch closely this happens in just a few minutes)  and serve with mango salsa —- chopped mangoes,  cilantro, lime juice, tomatoes, garlic powder, pepper.  In a hurry buy the fresh salsa or if desperate in jar, and lots of chopped mango and wha..laaa, such a crowd pleas-er.

Tuna Bites

Throw cubed tuna in freezer bag with 1/2 flour  & 1/2 cornmeal with a smidge of  Old Bay and fry in peanut oil or whatever oil is handy till a lovely golden crunchy surface appears.

Crabby Crafts…Crabs for Christ

Looking for a great family project?  The Southards are enjoying food, fun and funding the Chapel building fund!  Here is an example how we have noshed locally from the Currituck Sound supporting a local fisherman, who also attends the Corolla Chapel here on the Outer Banks.

Last night was our crab feast. 

Buddy, the local crabber caught one bushel of crabs for our traditional crab night at “Dolphins Watch II”.  Interesting fact about the feast; no females are consumed only “Jimmy” male crabs to be good stewards of  Currituck Sound conservancy and allowing the generations of families yet to visit the Outer Banks  sweet blue claw crabs.  While attending the ”Moms Class” in Tuscon Arizona I learned the importance of  ” make do” eco-fashionable crafts for Christ (term from Barbara Tompkins).  We all had a desire to create gifts to  bring back to friends and family, but a large piece of our creative spur came from raising  money for the Corolla Chapel, the local church where we love to worship the Lord surrounded by families visiting from around the globe. Last Sunday our guests were visiting from Germany and England.

Uncle  Tom, the nieces and nephews fav Uncle,  has taught Sabrina and Chase the basics of boiling Blue Crabs and today we are using the shells to create art.   The Southard family is heavy with artistic talent, especially the visual arts.  Camille loves to paint and play piano, Tom and little Chef love the culinary arts and all are patiently working with the crab shells making Christmas ornaments to sell and make a little coin for our beloved Corolla Chapel.  The Chapel is currently feeding three families in the area, and the church asked the children if there was anything they would love to have in their food basket?  Mary Ellen quoted a very reticent  boy, who said “I always hope for something crunchy”.

The entire Southard clan of 15 on the front two rows of the Corolla Chapel were saddened when they heard the boy’s statement (except for baby Christian who is always smiling),  and hearts broke simultaneously…

At Uncle Tom’s suggestion, we cleaned the crab shells after eating them, spray painted them blue, white or gold and when dry, the children all painted pictures reminiscent of the past week.

The church can sell those creations of the crabby crafters to attendees of the Chapel as souvenirs of their vacation on the Outer Banks.

Painting crafts for Christ,

Trish

Brian’s Chopped Salad

Daniel 1: 14 -16 The steward agreed to do it and fed them vegetables and water for ten days. At the end of the ten days they looked better and more robust than all the others who had been eating from the royal menu. So the steward continued to exempt them from the royal menu of food and drink and served them only vegetables.

   17 -19 God gave these four young men knowledge and skill in both books and life. In addition, Daniel was gifted in understanding all sorts of visions and dreams. At the end of the time set by the king for their training, the head of the royal staff brought them in to Nebuchadnezzar. When the king interviewed them, he found them far superior to all the other young men. None were a match for Daniel, Hananiah, Mishael, and Azariah.  

 The Message

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 My brother-in-law Brian is the only person I know who eats more veggies than my husband.   My husband likes salad but has observed that the animals in the wild that appear to be the largest, fattest animals on the planet seem to be vegans: elephants, hipopotamus, rhinocerous, manatees…all salad eaters, while the sleek, lean kings of the African plains and Eastern jungles are all carnivors: lions, tigers, and such.  Anyway,  After Brian made the salad and it was such a big hit at the beach even with my pack of carnivors, I decided to try it out on my health conscious family in Iowa on my recent visit.  On a particularly beautiful day back home on the Mississippi River I made “Brian’s Salad” for my sister Peggy and her family…We ate it for 4 days straight, sometimes for lunch and as a side for dinner. 

1 Head of Bok Choy

1 Bunch of Turnip Greens

Bag of Spinach

1 Head of Cabbage

1 Head of Lettuce

1 Bunch of Red Leaf Lettuce

1 Bunch of Sprouts

1 Bunch of Cilantro

1 Stalk of Celery

3 Lemons squeezed onto the salad

6 tb. of chopped Garlic

1/2 Vidalia or Sweet Onion chopped

Radishes ~ sliced

Cherry Tomatoes

Sliced Almonds

Sunflower Seeds

First, rinse all your veggies thoroughlyTrust me on this, its a lesson learned the hard way: a few extra minerals are good for you, but too much grit is a bad thing as far as your fellow diners are concerned (just ask my father-in-law).  Chop every thing into small bite size pieces according to your personal size preference.  I prefer ours very small, like a chopped salad for more intermingling of flavors and textures.  Add green scallions, 8 tb. of chopped garlic, (1) vidalia onion sliced or chopped, radishes, and cherry tomatoes if available, bag of sliced almonds and a handful of sunflower seeds. Squeeze (3) lemons on top of it all and toss.  Add tomatoes onto your plate when serving.  You will be able to keep this in the fridge for 5 days with a loose cover on top saving you time in the kitchen, keeping your kitchen cooler during the summer, and providing a healthy food alternative for your family.  The salad tastes better every day and it’s so refreshing without dressing.  I recently served this gigantic salad in a punch bowl for a Friday night pizza party.  Everyone laughed about the punch bowl, but the salad was completely gone after sending a small bit of left overs home with a few new fans.  There is no fixed formula with this salad, so change it up as often as you like adding other items you prefer, being careful to add only items with a long shelf lives into the salad mix, and then adding the shorter shelf life items to your plate at the dinner table.  Otherwise, all your hard work chopping will be spoiled in short order and you will be feeding your garbage disposal in a day or two instead of your family and friends.

Resting from Chopping,

Trish

The Case of the Missing “Southern Lady”

 

 

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Struggling to find a dessert appropriate for the Park Place

Literary Society (neighborhood Book Club), the above magazine title captured my attention from inside my neighbor’s bin. 

 Wednesday is recycling day in our neighborhood, a magazine “Southern Lady” peaked out at me as I was walking Daisy.

  I was Eve and this was my apple.  If I chose to pick this up, am I recycling, repurposing or stealing?

Do not steal.  Deuteronomy 5 v. 19 HSB

A wee bit gauche,  the question was placed on my Facebook wall in hopes friends would prevent an errant deed on my part, and waited.  Letting on I had it in my possession,  I simply asked “would it be stealing if I was sitting here reading it now?”

Here are the responses I recieved:

Noelle- I would say no.  BUT (lol) if you walk away with it, maybe.Book club

Sharilyn- No way. You are actually recycling it.

Sandy- Nope!  You know what they say about one person’s trash…006

Tim- No.  because once they throw it out it’s no longer their property.

Noelle- Is any compensation paid to the homeowner for his recyclable items? ( in Seattle you get a small sum back)

Tim- Good point, put it back when you are done.

Margaret- I know you will do what is best dear sis, you have an honest and clean heart.

The winning recipe came from my own, BHG  Better Homes and Gardens (New Cook Book) page 81, Blueberry Buckle.

Hoping to hear your thoughts,

Trish

Being Too Busy Gives You Nightmares.

Being too busy gives you nightmares.  Ecclesiates 5:3 TLB

Riding to church sunday morning I glanced in the vanity mirror and noticed I was sporting one gold and one pearl earring.  This occurred even with our Sunday morning devotion on “Becoming a Woman of Excellence” by Cynthia Heald.

Clearly I’m still in the becoming stage.

My nightmare is being in public with two different earrings on. 

 Time to slow down.

Trish

Todd’s Four Herb Salmon

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 Jesus said,

You are the salt of the earth; but if the salt loses its flavor, how shall it be seasoned? It is the good for nothing but to be thrown out and trampled underfoot by men.”  Mathew 5:13 RSBfof

 

Last night after a long day of work I came home to a lovely dinner prepared by my husband Todd.

Todd grew thyme, marjoram, basil and rosemary this summer, and used them in preparing a white sauce from scratch.  He began by melting butter then blending in flour to make a rue from which to add milk for a smooth, creamy white sauce.  He then seasoned it lightly by adding a sprig each from the four herbs, steeping the sauce like cup of hot tea.  Along the way he lightly seasoned with salt to bring out the flavors, and added a splash of pepper.  He later added in some leftover ”Newman’s Own” Alfredo sauce for the mozzarella flavor.  He lightly salted and peppered the salmon, pan searing it in olive oil in a cast iron skillet preheated to a very high heat then reduced immediately after putting the salmon in the skillet.   The salmon was plated and laid  on bed of steamed green beans, corn and peas and, then drizzled with the aromatic white sauce.  Mmmmmmm….My love language is acts of service, so I felt very very loved.  When asked how he prepared the dish, he said “Fresh ingredients, simply cooked, artistically presented” quoting Marco from Chopped, a cooking show he and Sabrina recently watched.    

Seasoning our world is that simple.  Be of service to another and they will see Him in us, as I saw My Father in heaven in Todd by his act of love in service to our family.

Stay seasoned,

Trish

 

Vegetarian Refried Beans

 This week our church started reading Ann’s book “Not So Fast”.  We had a  lot of laughs as our leader Debbi Keller had us name off all our roles on any given day.  The small group  spent most of the time just  getting acquainted.  We will meet for the next ten weeks to discuss two chapters a week, and pray for our children.  Two of the Mom’s are vegetarian and from India. Interesting to hear their stories of having arranged marriages.  Looking forward to next week and developing friendships with all the women in the group.

 

 

 October Fest Carnival

 Rosh Hashanah is literally the head of the Jewish New Year followed by ten “Days of Repentance.”  I think of my Jewish friends on Jewish holidays and of the many blessings they bring into my life.  I have learned the importance of planning meals ahead of time for the weekend and lessons of their Jewish faith, both lasting gifts from Stacie, Elisa, Julie and Wendy.   They prepare dishes early on Friday mornings so they can enjoy their family over the Shabbat or Sabbath. 

Here is a simple, heart healthy starter dish you can prepare for your family in advance for the weekend.  Top off salads, fish or tortillas, convert to chili, or do or anything else you imagine for that matter:

Boil 2 pounds of pinto beans for 1 hour  and drain off the water completely

Saute in EVOO, one ice-cream scoop full of chopped garlic 

Chop 1/4 of a red onion and toss in with the onions

Slice off 1/4 of a fresh jalepeno

1/4 cup of Valentina Salsa Picante 

Combine all with drained beans in crock pot on low and add water to about 1/2 way up the beans

Put the top on and set for 3 hours on low 

 The beans will be quite dry the first time served, but after a day or so in the fridge they’ll be quite nice. 

Serve with fresh cilantro, a squeeze of lime, and if your diet allows, La Morenita, Queso Fresco crumbled sparingly on the beans.

The only oil in the recipe to help justify the refried title is the extra virgin olive oil.

Cynthia Heald speaks on the Sabbath and rest in her new release this month.

“Jesus confirmed that the Sabbath, a day of rest instituted by God, was made for us (See Mark 2:27). Christians now set aside the Lord’s Day for worship, for our rest is not in a day, but in a Person. We are no longer bound by the Old Testament law to keep the Sabbath, but nevertheless I think that as we observe the rhythm of God, we would be wise to rest one day a week. I do my best to schedule one day where I do not have to do anything. It doesn’t mean that I sit all day and do nothing, but I avoid pressing appointments or obligations for that particular day. For me, at my season in life, it is a day for quiet, for extended time with God, or for time with a friend. I know what it is like to have children, activities, work, etc., but even with your family, do what you can to keep a day that is commitment free. I think that this is God’s way for us to manage stress – to stop and rest from our labor one day a week. ”  

                                                                                                                                       -  Cynthia Heald, Becoming a Woman of Simplicity,Colorado Springs: NavPress, 2009, pg.122, www.navpress.com

Rest up this weekend,

Trish

The Smaller Footprint

During our years in Tucson our small group read a book by Randy Frazee “Making Room fo Life”.  The Navigator staff couple leading the group asked us to read and implement the changes in every area of our life.  Our first change was to purchase a home in an area walking distance to school, a market, and would allow us to ride our bikes to and from work in good weather.  Freeing ourselves from the additional expense of one car, and ultimately allowing ourselves more time as a family.  We recently moved to a Texas and our home we selected had to fall into all the categories to be a “go”. 

Walking home from work today took exactly 16 minutes. 

These hidden blessings to our family have been the sunshine in the occasional cloud of inconvenience.

First off, our windshield time has been reduced dramatically. We stopped going in all different directions and started moving in the same direction as a family laughing, exercising and simply enjoying each others company as we are physically in each others presence.

Our school, tennis courts, restaurants, market and work are in close proximity to our neighborhood.

Walking to anywhere or riding your bike is not only is refreshing 

During our years in Tucson our small group read a book by Randy Frazee “Making Room of Life”.  The Navigator staff couple leading the group asked us to read and implement the changes in every area of our life.  Our first change was to purchase a home in an area walking distance to school, a market and would allow us to ride our bikes to and from work in good weather.  We are now free from the additional expense of one car.  We recently moved to a Texas and our home we selected had to fall into all the categories to be a “go”. 

Walking home from work today took exactly 16 minutes. 

These hidden blessings to our family have been the sunshine in the occasional cloud of inconvenience.

First off, our windshield time has been reduced dramatically. We stopped going in all different directions and started moving in the same direction as a family laughing, exercising and simply enjoying physically being in each other’s presence.

Our school, tennis courts, restaurants, market and work are in close proximity to our neighborhood.

Walking to anywhere or riding your bike is not only is refreshing as you enjoy fresh air, we are together more often laughing  while doing these things  and modeling a smarter, simpler lifestyle for our teen. 

Our daughter had a flat tire recently and undeterred rode her skateboard beside me as I rode my bike to the new breakfast spot that opened near our home.  We ride our bikes to the orthodontist, our family doctor, the post office and the library.  I rode my bike to pay my recent speeding ticket at the local police station.

My husband keeps our one car in tip-top shape, keeping up with repairs.  We rent a car when taking long trips out-of-town, and when attending a women’s retreat in Dallas I was able to rent from Enterprise a nice sedan for the weekend.

We communicate each day about our various errands, talking through our day instead of living out our lives separately.

Park a car for a day, a weekend, and work up to a month and perhaps permanently.  Methodically move towards a slower and healthier life creating a tight-knit family in today’s jam-packed lifestyle.

I advise something which frees you of additional financial pressures, your family leaves a visible smaller carbon footprint, and all relationships in your life especially the one with God have the space they need to flourish.

Resting in Him,

Trish

Sandwiched Between Two Parents

 

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One morning this week Todd was making lunch for our lovely teen daughter. She has always preferred one piece of bread cut in half with just the meat. Mom’s just know what their kids like best. My husband was making a sandwich with everything in the fridge on it with two pieces of bread. He had large pieces of lettuce, a large slice of tomato, mayo on both pieces of bread, 6 or 7 slices of turkey, a real Dagwood sandwich.   I was aghast…she doesn’t like mayonaise…or lettuce.  But I held my tongue.  She would face this alone.  Mom needed to step back as there was no sense micromanaging my husband’s sandwich production.  My daughter could just pull off what she didn’t like at school.

I envisioned her distaste as she slipped the gigantic sandwich from her lunch bag in front of all her friends.  Later that evening she called me into her room.  I expected she would quietly bemoan her mayo and meat behemoth.  But this was a meeting of another order, a monumental announcement from our formerly finicky eater who is exploring new horizons this year from cross country to choir.   In the kindest way possible she said “Mom, I don’t want to hurt your feelings, but I like how Dad makes my sandwiches.  Do you think you could add all the extras like he does?”

 

Stepping back,

Trish

Early Morning Fright

Autumn LeavesVery early this morning while driving my Cross-country runner and friends to school I realized I forgot to line my lips. I reached into my make up bag, grabbed the lip liner, and while driving , perfectly lined my lips… with Loreal khol black eye liner. The girls, apparently the only ones in the car who were wide awake, had a good laugh.  I batted my eyes and smiled widely for them in the rear view mirror saying ”Girls, what do you think I’ve done?”  Both screamed so hard they could barely respond. 

I usually put on Rimmels, East End Snob, or Wild Clover first thing in the morning and Chapstick the rest of the day, but what if we lined our mornings with dark thoughts and dark things?   We’d have a very difficult time shaking off the covers, and greeting the family, not to mention the people we work with and our neighbors as we scoop up our morning papers. 

I dropped into my favorite coffee shop and decided to give the barrista’s a good laugh as I relayed my morning misstep — Halloween would come early for them this year.  They laughed hysterically, doubled over and left the front counter. 

How do we chase away the ghouls and goblins of October?
We Praise God.
We read the Psalms and Praise God for who He is.
The darkness and light cannot coexist.
The light will bust in and you’ll be in the Almighty’s Zone.
Praise God.
Our days must be lined with hymns of Praise or they will run down to valleys.
Psalm 104 is a great place to rest your soul and refresh your spirit.
I’ve always associated the Psalm with garments, foundation and the face, because those words are sprinkled throughout the text.  I sat down to read my bible and would you believe today’s reading was 104?

Here’s just a few…

Bless the Lord, O my soul. O Lord my God, you are very great.  You are clothed with honor and majesty, wrapped in light as with a garment. v.1

You set the earth on its foundations, so that it shall never be shaken. You cover it with the deep as with a garment; the waters stood above the mountains. vs. 5,6

When you hide your face, they are dismayed; when you take away their breath they die and return to their dust.  when you send forth your spirit, they are created: and you renew the face of the ground. vs. 29,30.

Lining up my day in the Lord,

Trish

The Pumpkin who dressed up as a Sweet Potato ~ Margie’s Pumpkin Squares

Here is the recipe for the delicious Autumn dessert that Margie Orr made for the church potluck.  I posted  a note on my wall asking who had made the tasty flavorful dish and no one fessed up.  I ran into Margie at the Women’s Retreat last weekend and she said very humbly it was hers and she gave me permission to share on my blog.  Margie is a lovely lady, beloved Sunday School teacher, mother of 4 grown children, and  volunteers as the Hope Treasurer.  All the flavors of fall, and  a colorful comfort-food that fooled me into tasting sweet potato when it was actually pumpkin.  Sweet!

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Pumpkin Pie Squares
 
1 c. flour
1/2 c. quick oatmeal
1/2 c. brown sugar
1/2 c. (1 stick) Imperial margarine (the only one I use)
 
Combine in a mixing bowl.  I use a pastry hook to mix well.  Pat on bottom of 13 x 9 inch pan.  Bake at 350 for 15 minutes.
 
While the crust is baking combine
 
2 eggs, slightly beaten
1 can (15 oz.) pumpkin
1 can (12 oz.) evaporated milk
3/4 c. white sugar
1/2 tsp. salt
1 tsp. cinnamon
1/2 tsp. ground ginger
1/4 tsp ground cloves
 
Mix well and then pour over crust when done.  Continue baking for 20 more minutes.
 
Combine 1/2 c. brown sugar and 1/2 c. ( about 2 1/4 oz) finely chopped pecans.  Sprinkle over pie filling then continue baking for 15 to 20 more minutes or until filling is set.  Cool in pan on rack.  Cut into 2 inch squares.  Top with a swirl of Cool Whip topping.  Makes about 2 dozen.
 
Enjoy.
 
Margie Orr