Well all I can say is that life got ahead of me and I couldn’t keep up! Here I am back again to hopefully add a spark to your life and ignite you into living your best life now and forever.
It is the Christmas season and reindeer are on the loose once more. Forget Santa and his flyers. They are all over the roads too.
My brother was driving along a major highway yesterday when a car in the other lane hit a deer. The momentum tossed the deer into my brother’s path.As I said, it is the Christmas season and reindeer are on the loose.
If you are attacked by clowns stay clear of the juggler!
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
Wireless cell phones go back generations. God created the very first one…called it prayer.
Why is it that we do not remember what we learned over the last year? Why is it that we eat at Christmas like there is no tomorrow…when Christmas is all about the hope of tomorrow?
If you are struggling with your weight today… I encourage you to go to this blog http://manmeetsscale.com/ and listen to Jennie’s Story–she lost 300 pounds with Weight Watchers… and you will be encouraged beyond your eating.
Hugs to a smaller size…
Brenda J Wood
I just got off the phone with friend of mine near Calgary. She said that since early this morning it has been snowing. It’s now nearly waist high and is still falling.
The temperature is dropping way below zero and the north wind is increasing to near gale force. Her husband just stares through kitchen window. She says that if it gets much worse, she may have to let him in.
Just when you think your life is made up of sheer survival, is boring and mundane, you find yourself designing and sewing a Perry the Platypus costume for a seven year old!
I hadn’t even heard of Perry. I certainly didn’t know what Perry looked like. Never mind say the parents. You can Google him. This is not much comfort. I can Google me too.
If you are in the same mess, watch for a Perry costume appearing somewhere under my googled name. Wow! What a credit to have on my resume!
Doesn’t God have the best ideas for shaking you out of your sad self, your staid comfort zone? You gotta love his sense of humour.
Psalm 30:5b-The nights of crying your eyes out give way to days of laughter (MSG).
REVIEW of Meeting Myself by Author Iris Ford
MEETING MYSELF: SNIPPETS FROM A BINGING AND BULGING MIND
It’s not often you pick up a book and can’t put it down. The inner agony here is palpable. You will feel it as you read. The pace rushes on and you say to yourself, “Oh, what will she do?” The author has got you in her grasp, or maybe it is better to say – her bulimic despair has you up-tight, especially if you also suffer from the up-chucking that is actually clenching Brenda in its grip. Can you get rid of your despair that way, or any way? If this is you, hiding in there, then this book will grab you!
Brenda suffers agony and keeps it all to her ‘self’, upchucking down the pipes of the “white toilet”, trying to get rid of an unpleasant agony from childhood. “White” means pure, right? You read on and get the message: this is a struggle to be pure. Only God achieves that and He does as the book hurries you on. One senses the tug of war with God and one’s body. What to eat, or better put: how much NOT to eat, or even better, HIDE the food where no one else will find it until later, later, later in unimaginable places. The struggle goes on, and you read on and on, sharing her despair and secret.
Finally, the reader also shares Brenda’s approach to God where she thankfully finds healing and peace. But it is not over yet. God moves slowly as Brenda takes you along her every struggle until God fills her soul and body with forgiveness and peace. Yes, this is quite a book and if you know anyone suffering from this affliction do share Brenda’s story. Here is hope, forgiveness and a loving, forgiving, healing Saviour. Jesus also knows what a painfully suffering body is all about as His body took the brunt of all our sin, including Brenda’s.
Brenda is openly honest as she “Meets with herself, sharing these Snippets from a Binging and Bulging Mind”, showing the reader what it feels like to suffer from a bulimic disposition. Yet Brenda also brings children into the world and shares a loving relationship with her husband. How did she do it, you ask? Well, read on and find out. You will enjoy this book even if you aren’t bulimic. We all suffer from some kind of pain, whether in the body or mind – usually in both.
Reviewed by Iris M. Ford