Wednesday, August 31, 2011

~*Life Is Simple*~

Life is messy and complicated when it really should be simple and fun.  Why do we make such a mess out of things, us weak humans?  What must the angels think of us?  I wonder at times what they see from the outside and if they could talk to us what would they truly say? 

Life, though, does get messy and complicated and we do it to ourselves.  There are no hard formulas to figure out, late night study crunches, or ugly research…its just life…~*LIVING*~.  Yet, we make such a HUGE mess out of it?  HOW?  WHY? 

It’s got to come down to our sin nature.  It’s easy to be lazy, rude, immature, selfish, self-centered…etc. It’s hard work to live a life of integrity and honor. 

As I look back at the last year of my life I see now where God picked me up and carried me through it all.  I was newly pregnant, the first time in nearly 8 yrs, babysitting 2 adorable little boys ages infant and 2, homeschooling my headstrong and determined 7 yr old, and moonlighting on the weekends as adoptive mom to 2 boys living in midst of cultural chaos in the inner city of Detroit. 

There is *NO WAY* I did that on my own!  Are you kidding?  Remember, I’m lazy, rude, immature, selfish and self-centered by nature!  I had nothing to do with the superhuman feat I displayed last summer!  It was this great big strong handsome supernatural man that carried me through it.  I remember prayers dotting each breath I took; I just knew I couldn’t do it on my own. 

Somewhere, in the last year though, those breathy prayers were dropped to mid-morning meet-ups or quick one-liner prayers for friends requests.  Little by little the details of parenting 4 children, 1 born with some annoying health issues and another fighting demon’s from his past, began to weigh down my spirit. 

Life is so simple.  Just live it.  That’s it, just breathe and sugarcoat each breath with a prayer.  Because you can’t do it on your own, that handsome supernatural guy needs to carry you through! 

Monday, August 29, 2011

~*Turkey Stirfry*~


1lb ground meat (turkey, beef, or lamb)
3 cloves garlic
2 green onions, finely chopped (or use a white onion)
1/2 tsp chili powder (cayenne is fine)
1 tsp curry powder
1 Tbsp parsley 
1/2 cup breadcrumbs
1 egg, beaten
3 Tbsp vegetable oil
cabbage shredded (one head or a few packages pre-shredded) We used green and purple cabbage
1 leek, sliced (can be omitted) 
1 Tbsp cornstarch 
2 Tbsp water
1 1/4 cup chicken stock
1 Tbsp soy sauce

Mix meat, garlic, onion, chili powder, curry powder, parsley, and breadcrumbs together in a bowl.  Work the egg into the mixture and form into 16 small even sized balls.  

Heat the oil in a preheated wok.  Add the cabbage and leek and stirfry for 2-3 minutes.  Remove from the wok with a slotted spoon and set aside.

Add the meatballs to the wok and fry in batches turning gently until golden brown all over.  

Mix the cornstarch and water to form a smooth paste and set aside.  Pour the stock and soy sauce over the meatballs and cook 2-4 minutes.  Stir in the cornstarch paste.  Bring to a boil and cook, stirring constantly, until the sauce is thickened and clear.  

Return cabbage and leek to the wok and cook for 1-3 minutes until heated through.  

Serve and enjoy!

Sorry no pic...maybe I'll add one tomorrow of the leftovers before they are inhaled by my children!

Wednesday, August 10, 2011

~*FAQ. The Why's*~

Why do I headcover?

To be quite honest it is a conviction of the spirit.  Much like our conviction to homeschool, have a large family and adopt.  It is something my husband and I both felt an urging to do in our hearts and we followed that leading.  

I've heard this nasty word whispered from time to time quietly off to the side and never outright...legalism.  Oh, my gravy that one drives me bonkers!  

Legalism, in my humble opinion, is using our own means to garner reward or entry in the ever after.  Seriously, do folks believe that I dress modestly or headcover to get bonus points in heaven?  

Oh, my gravy!  

I have come to realize the beauty and joy of simply dressing like a lady.  Strangers are far more courteous and I rarely must open a door for myself.  Who would NOT want to be treated so grandly?  

The headcovering came about the same time as modesty; they seemed to go hand-in-hand.  I was mistaken for Amish at first, including being manhandled by a curious woman at church who had to know if I were Amish.  Seriously, the way she grabbed my shoulder and whipped me around to ask me caused my shoulder to hurt for weeks.  

No, I am not Amish, Mennonite, etc.

I dress modestly and cover in honor and respect to both my husband and the Lord God.  

 I am not forced to cover; I enjoy my femininity! 

So, that is the gist of it folks!