It’s cold this morning.

It’s 554am and I better get my tushi in gear.  I am reading a Joyce Meyer book my mom gave me for Christmas.  I love Joyce Meyer and all her wisdom and all her lessons learned through struggle and patience and love for Christ.  BUT…my flesh is fighting me on finishing this book.  I am thinking something good is coming!!!  Stay tuned for the results:)

Humble and peaceful servant

Loving and submissive wife

Caring and doting mother

It seems as though I waited forever for all of these to come into my life and now I can’t seem to keep it on track.  Everyday I am falling short in one area or another.  Some days I fall short of all of them.  I pray for love and peace and I get hit with the devil stealing them.  As I have mentioned in previous posts patience is not a strong trait in my genetic make-up.  I pray that the lord will grant me paitence first and foremost.  Thank you Jesus!

Welcome to the Erickson movie theatre!  The chairs are cushioned and the popcorn is free!  I recommend A Dolphin Tail.  Any movie that can hold the attention of a two year old is golden in my book.

Psalm 49:16-17

Do not be overawed when a man grows rich, when the splendor of his house increases; for he will take nothing with him when he dies.

Well that’s easier said than done.  I don’t even have to see someone grow rich or have his house increase – although both of those things can make me jealous!  I have been jealous when someone got a cool hair cut or a new pair of shoes.

It’s ridiculous when we ponder the situation, but in the heat of the moment jealousy wins.

We should want the splendor of God.  Our riches will increase in heaven He says so, but it’s so har4d to have patience down here!

Hope of Salvation as a Helmet!

1 Thessalonians 5:8 talks about faith and love. 

…let us be self-conrolled, putting on faith and love as a breastplate and hope of salvation as a helmet. 

The bumpy roads I have been on in the last few months have made me wish I had a helmet.  To bad I have been ignoring the nudge of my spirit.  I had the armor I needed to shield me against all negativity and harmful thoughts, yet I chose to sit in that dark and not listen to my inner peace. 

I am broken free!  I have made it through at least a little bit of the muddy water that has been my vision.  This new study I am doing is really helping me.  And the ladies I am doing the study with are a big help too.  Even if I don’t show it, they are a big help to me!

I feel like it’s my destiny to write.  Even if no one else in the world reads what I have to say I feel it in my bones.  But sometimes what I am trying to lay out on the paper just plain sounds better in my head!  Or maybe looks better in my head would better describe it.  My stories are movies playing in my mind, but I can’t seem to write fast enough to capture every detail in written form.  This is really something I am committed to work on!

Majestic creature

Heaven created

Purched high above

Nothing but air

Quiet strength

Holds him high

Seemingly undetected

By a blind eye

Only eyes open

To God’s beauty

Would his presence be known

 

Check out my new tab!

I have added a recipe tab to the blog.  I will post easy and quick family meals and recipes that won’t break the bank.  Most of the recipes call for ingredients many homes keep in stock.  And of course they will not be time consuming!  Who has time these days?  Not me, but we have to eat right?

A healthy hotdish – sort of…

Chicken Triscuits

1 pkg. Triscuits

2 cans cream of chicken soup

1/2 cup mayo

2 cans of sliced water chestnuts, drained

2 cans asparagus cuts, drained

3 cups cooked chicken

salt and pepper to taste

Put half of the crushed Triscuits in a well-buttered large casserole.  Layer chicken, asparagus and chestnuts.  Add salt and pepper.  Pour chicken soup that has been heated with mayo over mixture and sprinkle remaining Triscuits on top.  Bake with cover for 1 hour at 350 degrees.  Bake uncovered for 15 minutes.  For healthier version use low fat, low salt soup and mayo. 

I recommend paying attention when buying water chestnuts – I didn’t know they came whole so I ended up slicing them myself – not so hard, but kind of a pain in the butt!  So can anyone tell me what a water chestnut is?

If I had a vision, as a teenager, of what I wanted my life to turn out like when I grew up it would be the life that reality star Bethany Frankel is living right now.  Instead of introducing and branding an alcohol and lifestyle, I wanted to run a successful magazine and write best-selling books.  But the parallel between her life now and my teenage fantasy is uncanny. 

The funny thing is my life has turned out so unbelievably fantastic and so unbelievably polar opposite of my previous delusional fantasy.  It makes me laugh to look out my patio door to a view of cedar chip gardens, oak trees and a dodge pickup.  Bethany’s view is of the Manhattan skyline, silver shimmering buildings, gray cement and fast-moving cars.  It’s absolutely gorgeous and phenomenal.  But mine is better. 

Starkly different shades of the spectrum make each of our views unique and wonderful.  Equally beautiful creations from two separate worlds yet living on the same planet.

Her high-powered career in the fast-moving New York City leaves her tired and breathless in almost every episode of her TV show.  What leaves me breathless in my view from the toolies life in a rural community in the north woods you ask?  Watching my kids grow up before my eyes, seeing the newly hatched baby geese waddle behind their mother as they cross the highway stopping traffic which consists of me and a tractor in the opposite lane, the power of a spring rain to fill a river to capacity threatening a small town’s livelihood and at the same time nourishing the grass and tree buds to life.  Those things are my life and I love it!

I am a mother, a wife, a daughter, a sister, an auntie and a friend and I am loved.  I got the life I really desired and I am happy to be living free and full of love.