Saturday, March 31, 2012
Quality Time
Thursday, March 29, 2012
Guess where we went???
Some of you may wonder why? There are so many shows on TV, why watch them? In my opinion, this is a wholesome, Christian family who seeks to glorify the Lord in all they do. Their girls are such good role models for my girls. I would much rather my girls copy them than one of the latest teen idols. They're a wonderful family!
So...we visited Duggar-ville and we were thrilled. We can't wait to go back again. Until then, we'll keep up with them each week here in our home.
Tuesday, March 27, 2012
Liesl's Dancing Dress-my latest project
Thursday, March 15, 2012
The Folded Napkin
Why Did Jesus Fold the Napkin?
Why did Jesus fold the linen burial cloth after His resurrection? I
never noticed this....
The Gospel of John (20:7) tells us that the napkin, which was
placed over the face of Jesus, was not just thrown aside like the grave
clothes.
The Bible takes an entire verse to tell us that the napkin was
neatly folded, and was placed separate from the grave clothes.
Early Sunday morning, while it was still dark, Mary Magdalene came
to the tomb and found that the stone had been rolled away from the
entrance.
She ran and found Simon Peter and the other disciple, the one whom
Jesus loved. She said, 'They have taken the Lord's body out of the tomb,
and I don't know where they have put him!'
Peter and the other disciple ran to the tomb to see.. The other
disciple outran Peter and got there first. He stooped and looked in and saw
the linen cloth lying there, but he didn't go in.
Then Simon Peter arrived and went inside. He also noticed the linen
wrappings lying there, while the cloth that had covered Jesus' head
was folded up and lying to the side.
Was that important? Absolutely!
Is it really significant? Yes!
In order to understand the significance of the folded napkin, you
have to understand a little bit about Hebrew tradition of that day. The
folded napkin had to do with the Master and Servant, and every Jewish boy
knew this tradition.
When the servant set the dinner table for the master, he made sure
that it was exactly the way the master wanted it..
The table was furnished perfectly, and then the servant would wait,
just out of sight, until the master had finished eating, and the servant
would not dare touch that table, until the master was finished.
Now if the master were done eating, he would rise from the table,
wipe his fingers, his mouth, and clean his beard, and would wad up that
napkin and toss it onto the table.
The servant would then know to clear the table. For in those days,
the wadded napkin meant, 'I'm done'.
But if the master got up from the table, and folded his napkin, and
laid it beside his plate, the servant would not dare touch the table,
because..........
The folded napkin meant, 'I'm coming back!'
He is Coming Back!
Monday, March 12, 2012
Peanut Butter Cookies-gluten free
I love peanut butter-especially in cookies. I lucked up the other day and found this yummy recipe for gluten free and sugar free cookies. I have to say they are absolutely delicious!
1/2 cup butter, room temp.
1 cup peanut butter
1/2 cup xylitol
3 eggs
1 tsp vanilla
1/4 cup peanut flour (I used almond flour)
1/4 cup + 1 Tbsp coconut flour
1/4 tsp salt
Preheat oven to 350.
In a small bowl add coconut flour, peanut flour, baking soda and salt. In a mixer cream butter and peanut butter. Add xylitol and cream until fluffy. Add eggs 1 at a time. Add vanilla. Slowly pour in flour mixture. Mix until just combined on low. Then on med/high until smooth.
*Optional-refrigerate to make firmer.
Line cookie sheet. Scoop 1 Tbsp of mix. Press with fork. Bake 7-9 min. Enjoy!
Saturday, March 10, 2012
Introverts...in the church??
"Over the holidays I saw an old
We were at one of those co-ed baby showers that have come into vogue, and that men are eagerly awaiting for people to get over.
This friend and I had ample time to catch up while others were rubbing the mom-to-be’s belly and taking baby quizzes and putting chocolate pudding in diapers.
In some ways he and I have a lot in common. We attended the same college, are both pastors in southern California, both care deeply about the mission of the Church.
But our personalities are polar opposite. He is incredibly extroverted and charismatic and magnetic; he is one of those people that changes the energy of a room when he walks into it. People are immediately drawn to him and he can turn a stranger into a friend faster than I can drive away from a co-ed
I, on the other hand, am the classic introvert, the one who starts out quiet in new settings and gets quieter. I like people, but conversation, it can wear me out. I have several close friends but I am not terribly motivated to make conversation with people I don’t know well. I have a good sense of humor, but mostly because I sit around by myself a lot thinking of funny things to say. I will often choose reading a book over a group activity.
I have mostly come to terms with my personality, and I have even written a whole book to help introverts navigate the life of the church. But that encounter with my old friend resurfaced some of the feelings I had in my younger days: wondering whether something was wrong with me or whether introverts are spiritually inadequate?
Is God not as pleased with me when I choose solitude over conversation? Am I a bad witness to the gospel?
That last question has been particularly painful for me in the past, when nonbelievers would praise my extrovert-dynamo friend as “someone who really lives out what he believes,” by which they often meant that he was friendly and warm and outgoing.
It’s hard not to hear a subtle jab thrown my way in those conversations, with the subtext “You’re quiet and guarded and you are not a good example of your faith.”
I was left to wonder, in the privacy of my room on those nights, if my introversion contradicted the welcome that God extends to all people.
It’s hard enough when people in the church criticize introverts as unfaithful or closed, but it is extra painful when nonbelievers consider believing introverts to be bad models of faith, even to be turned off to the gospel because of our temperaments.
In the days following my reunion with my friend, I again agonized over these questions.
But my wife’s fruit of the Spirit song spoke truth. It played through my head one afternoon, perhaps was put in my head, and I remembered that “extrovertedness” is not a fruit of the Spirit.
Paul doesn’t say that the internal work of God will produce love, joy, peace, patience, andgregariousness.
People are born with different temperaments, which is all part of God’s rich and beautiful design for His body, but kindness is what we’re all called to.
Kindness is what God is working in us through the implanted seed of the gospel.
Of course, extroversion is a wonderful quality, but some people have it and some people don’t. No matter what our temperaments, however, kindness is to be our stance before people.
The apostle Paul uses the word kindness a few times to describe God’s action in sending a Savior and showing mercy to humankind.
To be kind then, is to show people mercy. Kindness will extend itself beyond our tribes to help and support and listen to people in need.
And for introverts, this will happen one person at a time, one step at a time, one small risk at a time.
Paul also says that God’s kindness is what leads people to repentance.
Being outgoing, in some cases, may get people to the door — but kindness is what draws people in to eat with the Savior.
To gather round a table and eat with the Body, stay up late, singing songs and laughing, those fruits of the Spirit hanging low and close…."