This poem was written by our pastor for yesterday’s Worship Service.
We need all the grace and mercy God has to give.
Father, heal our land!
Heal Our Land
Author Archives: Marie
Satisfied
Haiku for 5-Minute Friday. This week’s word for 5-Minute Friday is satisfied.
Wheat-Free Butterscotch Bars: A Healthy Treat
Whenever I am reading or studying the Word you will almost always find me with a cup of fresh, flavored, coffee. Sometimes that includes cookies. It just might be that I am the original cookie monster. I would rather have a cookie or two with a great cup of coffee or tea than any other treat.
My husband’s mother, who is now in Heaven, made sure that her cookie jar was always full. She was always ready with a quick snack and a cup of coffee when we visited or when the grandkids came by on their way home from school. Just because that’s how she was. I think she may have been the ultimate Proverbs 31 woman. I’m sharing one of my favorites from her recipe box, with a few adjustments because I cannot tolerate wheat and I try to stay away from refined sugars.
Bon appetit!
Simple Butterscotch Bars
1/2 cup butter 2 eggs
1/2 cup honey 2 cups any nut flour
2 tsp vanilla 1 tsp salt
2 tsp baking powder
Soften butter, add sugar, and eggs, and beat. Add vanilla and the remaining ingredients. Blend together. If using an electric mixer, all can be mixed at once. Spread on a greased cookie sheet. Bake 20 minutes at 325 F. Cut while warm.
Blessings to you and yours!
Marie
The Difference
There is a difference between believing and knowing. I believe that God is who He says He is and that He can do what He says He can do. I know that He has redeemed me with the blood of His precious Son.
Believing is holding an opinion without having a way to prove it. Knowing is an understanding that is backed up with solid evidence and trust in the source of that evidence. That’s a strong academic statement so let me see if I can explain.
When I sit down on a chair I instinctively know that it’s there. Since I can’t see behind me I have no way of proving that until I sit down. I simply know that the chair is there and totally trust it will hold my weight.
So how do I know that God is really God, that He really can do all He says, that He redeemed me? That requires a special kind of relationship and that’s the key. I have built a relationship with Him. How? I spend time with Him, in the Word. I talk with Him, in prayer. I discuss Him with other Believer’s.
Blessings to you and yours!
The Song of Sourwood Mountain – – Book Review
I’m writing this review differently than I usually write. It will be much shorter, but I hope that will entice you to read the book.
In one week our protagonist goes from being settled in her own rooms to homeless, from being a respected teacher to having no job, from single to married and living in a place she didn’t know existed.
The setting is a small cabin in a holler nestled in the mountains of Eastern Kentucky in the early 1900’s. Life is joyous and difficult at the same time. School is something people have dreamed of having, but a teacher can be hard to find. A one-room schoolhouse is built and the missionary-pastor sets about finding a teacher/wife. In one week that is accomplished and the story begins…
The characters include a mountain waif whose mother died, the missionary pastor showing and sharing God with the people of a backwoods holler, and the teacher/wife (a woman of excellence in many ways) who ties it all together. The author does an excellent job of expertly weaving the lives of her characters together.
This book will be excellent reading on a hot, lazy summer day. I loved it and I know you will, too.
Disclosure of Material Connection: I received this book free directly from Revel/Baker Publishing Group. I was not required to write a positive review. The opinions I have expressed are my own. I am disclosing this in accordance with the Federal Trade Commission’s 16 CFR requirements, Part 255: “Guides Concerning the Use of Endorsements and Testimonials in Advertising.”
A Satisfied Spirit 
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