Here’s my favourite stew recipe which is also in my latest book, The Food Lover’s Devotional. This recipe beats your favourite take-out on speed dial
1 ½ pounds stewing beef, rinsed and patted dry
Small jar of sweet pickled onions, drained
4 large carrots, peeled, cut in large chunks
4 medium potatoes, peeled, quartered
3-4 tablespoons salsa
1 can of cream of mushroom or celery soup
Layer the ingredients in crock-pot. Put the lid on, set the dial on low and simmer for four to six hours. It feeds four to six people but easily multiplies to feed a crowd.
At the salvation Army church, Barrie, Saturday, Oct 22 at 11 am… followed by the guest speaker (me)
The tickets are 12.00 and I have some if you wish to attend.
Also on the 23, I am the guest preacher for the church service (no charge but the collection plate!)
Message titles-Saturday-The Butternut Squash Conspiracy
Sunday- Happy Daze, Life after 40, or 50 or more!
We’ve had quite a drought in southern Ontario this past summer. Even atheists prayed for rain.
Why is it that stay-on lipstick lasts longer on cup rims than on lips?
Why is it that birds start to chirp at least one hour before the alarm clock goes off?
Why is it that babies need another diaper change right after you change them?
Why is it that a permanent wave treatment is not permanent?
Why is it that my phrasing here is such bad English?
Why is it that a God who could do anything he wants, bothers with us?
I don’t know the answers to any of these questions. Do you?
And he said unto them, Out of the eater came forth meat, and out of the strong came forth sweetness. And they could not in three days expound the riddle. (Judges 14:14, KJV)
Prayer – Thanks God, for making life confusing and so interesting at the same time!
Lord, I’ve been muddling through life without you.
I tested my abilities against yours.
And failed mightily. Repeatedly.
Thanks for grabbing onto me when I am at my worst,
And holding me close to your heart,
So I can become your best.
The doctor asked me not to drive until after some tests were completed. The tests were expected to take anywhere from two weeks to two months. It wasn’t the doctor’s fault, really. It is a government guideline, but that didn’t help my head much. I gave myself the Peter disease.
UGH!! Not drive? What was she thinking? How would I get to where I needed to go? How would I get to the grocery store or a doctor appointment? I’d have to beg the kids for a ride. I’d have to sell my home and go live in my kids’ basement. What about my car? What would I do with it?
In minutes, I’d worked myself into hysteria. Then I called friends and family and shared the disease. Some of them refused to take it on. They offered calm; they offered rides; they offered compassion… BUT I DIDN’T WANT ANY OF IT! I WANTED TO DRIVE MY OWN SELF IN MY OWN CAR!!!
But I had no choice, or so I thought.
I forgot to remember Peter, who forgot to remember Jesus
Come to Me, all you who labor and are heavy-laden and overburdened, and I will cause you to rest. (Matthew 11:28a, AMP)
Prayer – Father, forgive us for forgetting, rePETERly, again and again, what you tell us. Amen
When our last breath is close, what will you say? What will you regret? Experts say that our remorse tends to include the following:
- I wish I’d been happier, now that I know that happiness is a choice.
- I wish I’d taken more time to ‘smell the roses.’ Worked less and loved family more.
- I wish I’d lived the life God wanted for me instead of the life others expected of me.
- I wished I’d said what I meant and meant what I said.
- I wish I hadn’t lost touch with so many people.
This verse sums it up.
Beloved, I wish above all things that thou mayest prosper and be in health, even as thy soul prospereth. (3 John 1:2, KJV)
Prayer – Lord, help us to make better choices before its too late… Amen
Old timers used rhubarb as a high-fiber cleaning agent. I don’t think they’d ever heard this verse.
Cleanse me with hyssop, and I will be clean. (Psalm 51:7a) (Seriously, rhubarb does make one’s bodily organs move in unexpected ways.)
Rhubarb is more than a fruity pie filling. It’s not a fruit at all, but a vegetable from the buckwheat family. Try it in a stir fry. The trick is to slice it very thin and cook it with a bit of sugar (about three stalks rhubarb to ½ cup sugar) then proceed as usual. When you want to use it in salad, mix it with the sugar and roast it in the oven for a few minutes. Let it cool and use it as a kind of crouton.
This year, I made a rhubarb loaf, but I can’t give you the recipe because I modified it to the nth degree.
Someone bought butter for me (that story to follow!) I ran out of sugar and borrowed from my neighbour; ran out of milk and used melted cherry ice-cream to replace it. So you see that the recipe might be awkward to follow. You can probably use a white cake mix instead. Just mix one cup of diced rhubarb into the dry mix before you follow the rest of the package instructions.
One recipe or another, it’s good to remember that rhubarb is a cleanser. It’s a reminder that we are to cleanse ourselves from what is not.
So whoever cleanses himself [from what is ignoble and unclean, who separates himself from contact with contaminating and corrupting influences] will [then himself] be a vessel set apart and useful for honorable and noble purposes, consecrated and profitable to the Master, fit and ready for any good work.(2 Timothy 2:21, AMP)
Prayer – Lord, help us follow your instructions to the letter. Amen