Let Me Get Back to You on That

Sometimes things are worth taking a little extra time for. Like paying attention to tax deductions and saving your receipts. Or reading a menu at a restaurant, and then looking at the prices. Or watching the Lord of the Rings trilogy, you know, every once in a while.

I have a story to tell you that I think will be encouraging, but I haven’t had the chance to give it the proper justice of thoughtfully typing it out. I’ve had about thirty-seven false starts on that one. I have been making pizza from scratch (sauce and dough & everything!) and lemon poppyseed muffins and doing crock pot magic and enjoying Pioneer Woman’s awesome Beef Stew with Beer and Paprika. And I’ve been enjoying seeing the boys enjoying their grandparents, and vice versa. And those are good things.

But behind the scenes, the Lord has been busy making molehills out of some of those mountains I’ve been telling you about. I am encouraged, and I think you will be too.

In the meantime, please enjoy a slice of life ’round here at the moment. And if you’re keen for the big long story of God making molehills out of mountains… let me get back to you on that.

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Cootchie-cootchie-coooooo.

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My African baby-wearing skills have not yet been perfected.

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That “It’s a Girl” balloon is NOT mine. Not this week anyway.

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Wassup?

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Happy Weekend!

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The Lord’s a Good Baker

There’s an email forward that has made its way through my inbox a few times recently with a simple illustration that really resonates with me. Understandably so, it has to do with baking.

As the story goes, a young girl is chatting with her Mom who’s baking a cake in the kitchen. She’s complaining and upset about the challenges in her life at the moment…breaking up with her boyfriend, struggling at school, unpleasantries in her friendship circle. Quality teen angst, ya know.

The girl’s mother pauses to ask her if she’d like some cake, and she is quick to say that she most certainly would. The mother then offers her an egg, some cooking oil, some flour, even a taste of baking soda. She is repulsed by the idea of trying any of those ingredients on their own.

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Her Mom explains that any of those things might seem bad all by themselves, but if you put them all together the right way, they’ll make a delicious and wonderful cake.

Amen.

Our lives are in transition at the moment, and the transition is constantly bringing me to a place where I am taking the time to evaluate. The past few years have brought us some high highs and some low lows. And there are some places where I look back and think “I kind of wish it wasn’t like that” or “That was a really hard thing to walk through.”

But already, I am catching glimpses of God’s beautiful plan, and I’m beginning to see that things I thought were challenges have actually been opportunities.

The challenge of tight finances has taught me to be a more creative and a better cook. It has taught me the value of money in a way I never understood it before. It has curbed my previously ravenous materialism. {And, more important, I’ve learned to trust God more fully, day by day.}

The challenge of a season of loneliness has built strength and fortitude into my marriage.

The challenge of being far away from and missing family has caused me to rightly place higher value on family than I ever did before.

In isolation, these challenges seemed like ingredients that would quickly combine to create a bowlful of disappointment, depression, pessimism and even bitterness. But in the hands of an amazing God, I have chocolate chip muffins of hope and ooey-gooey brownies of patience. I have a rich and filling Carrot Cake of faith with peace and joy whipped together as Cream-Cheese-Frosting on top.

It’s amazing to stand back and consider the ingredients He has combined to bring about these beautiful results. It all would have flopped in the hands of a lesser baker.

I encourage you to trust Him during the trials and tribulations, the disappointments and even the disasters you’re facing right now. In God’s mixing bowl, this is the stuff the sweetest gifts in life are made of.

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{ Romans 8:28 }

Travelling Tuesday: The Clever Badge is Back

So a few weeks ago, Laura Anne and Emilie earned the clever badge. LA shared hers online but I can’t find where she posted it. And alas, I formatted the dern thing a little funny and when Emilie printed it, it looked like this…

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Om…whoops. She emailed me to thank me for her “clever plaque.”

So, I hereby promise to reformat the jpeg before I send it to today’s winner(s) so that, if printed, it prints to be 5 x 5 inches of this gloriousness:

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If you win, you can enjoy this magical badge, print it out and wear it around like a superman cape. And you can set it as the desktop picture on your Mac or PC. And you can take a photo with the badge and email it to me and I’ll post it right here and we’ll do the hokey pokey and turn ourselves around. Because that’s what it’s all about.

So today, I’ve got a couple of challenges for you. First winner (or two or three if I’m feeling generous) gets a clever badge. And a spring in their step for the rest of the week, free of charge.

1. Can you name the place (and country) where this fantastic kitchen basks in its own colourful glory?

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If you poke around over here, you’ll be able to figure it out quickly.

But here’s the hard one.

2. These people are queueing outside the place where a famous very young person wrote a very famous diary. Can you name the city, the writer, and the book? Frankly, I’ll be impressed if you don’t need more hints.

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This is what things look like nearby:

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Good luck! Hope you can be clever! And I hope your Tuesday is going great!

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One more thing: I just want to make sure you all know that you can comment without having a website to insert right there in the comments section. You can use the comment with Facebook thing, or the regular one, and the only required field besides a name is an email address. And I ain’t gonna spam ya. Break a leg!

And PW is my new BFF

It was a quiet little Monday on this here frontier, as we gymed — I want that to be a verb, but it looks funny — planned, and started to do a little packing. Goodness gracious I am sentimental about some stuff and need to let it go!

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{Look! It’s me, happy when our stuff arrived here in Gordon’s Bay, all the way from Scotland…yay! It’s before I found out two plates and two bowls from our wedding china were broken and four more were chipped…boo! But look! I got back into those jeans last week…yay! But muffin top joined the reunion…booo!}

We are enjoying our time with Goo-Goo and Gammy, which means I am spending lots of time in the kitchen and I am really really enjoying it. My traditional repertoire is a little on the spicy side, so having HH’s sweet parentals down for two weeks forces me to break out of my spicy-as-an-occasional-substitute-for-taste habits and try some new things.

So far I’ve added Lemon-Caper Chicken and Lemon Risotto to the playbook. {They brought me lemons from Bloemfontein and I’m putting them to good use!} Rest assured I didn’t precisely follow those recipes. (Have I told you I’m allergic to precisely following recipes?) And I made an avocado-base pizza with roasted peppers and barbecue chicken. And mozzarella. Totally from scratch. Even the dough. My superwoman t-shirt arrives on Thursday.

And Pioneer Woman coached me on the pizza dough, and had a couple of other suggestions for me, which is why she’s my new best friend. Even though she’s busy with a new cooking show coming up, and keeping her awesome blog hopping, and signing cookbooks, and taking pretty pictures, and talking ’bout her dog, and whatever else is happening on the ranch, she still helped me out with another recipe or two for this week, and I just think that’s great. I might e’en cook some beef with some beer tomorrow.

So. I don’t have too much profound food-for-thought this Monday evening. But here are three things in case you just need this post to have a higher word count, like I do:

1. Baby Blake was a super-sweetie-pie at the dedication. And the Bear behaved himself rather well, too! Such life-giving words and prayers were spoken over him. It was lekker.

2. Hero Hubs posted a pretty new photo at Quiver Tree. Maybe you can mosey on over there and take a gander. And maybe it belongs on your fridge. Maybe I’m just chit-chatting.

3. I got a really bad perm in the fifth grade. Going through pictures today, I realised I repeated the mistake around the time I finished my first Master’s Degree. It’s good to learn from your mistakes. Instead of repeating them.

I bet Pioneer Woman would’ve stopped me.

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Dedication

This darlingpreciousangelpumpkin is being dedicated to the Lord at our church today.

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I could insert a theologically diverting conversation here about why we’ve chosen a “dedication” instead of a christening or an infant baptism, but to be honest with you I don’t think that’s gonna be the number one question on the Lord’s mind when we get to the pearly gates.

So let’s just say we’re committing as parents to raise this little one to know the Lord. And we’re happy that people around us we love and care about are committing to help and to hold us accountable. (You’re welcome to join on that party even if you’re not here!)

Though the pastor today probably won’t have a Britney mike, {Hey, Perry!} we do still have this special blankie that Gammy’s mother knitted! See, this is when we dedicated the Bear in Edinburgh:

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And look how he’s turned out!

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So it’s this one’s turn tomorrow!

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Wish me luck!

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