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Christmas 2025

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It’s the day before Christmas Eve and I thought I should write something. With ChatGBT it’s hard to tell if what people write is their own stuff anymore. Just throw in some thought, opinions, and questions into an app and like the magic genie bottle an essay or document pops out and most people don’t know the difference and it’s amazing. This one is all me, pure sweat and tears – all b-a-r-b-b-y. (That’s what TCO calls me sometimes.) No help from an app… with the exception of the generated AI image.

I was going to try to create a “T’was the night before Christmas” poem, but that’s been done a million times over. I figured I’d just stick to what’s real. I haven’t blogged much lately and what better time than Christmas time? I had all these thoughts going on in my head at 3AM this morning and I couldn’t go back to sleep so figured I’d put them on paper.

Before I climbed out of bed, I wished TC☺ a happy birthday. He’s 61 today and I know he was concerned about making it another year. His dad died at the ripe old age of 60 and he thought like father like son. Glad to say that that didn’t happen and God willing he’ll make the pass around the moon many more years to come.

I’ve been thinking a lot about what’s important to people. Health or Wealth? I suppose that would depend on who you ask, right? I mean healthy people probably would say wealth unless there was some point in their life where they struggled with health and realized the importance of it. What do you suppose wealthy and healthy people think is important? Sometimes my mind is just so full of thoughts and they get all jumbled together so it’s important for me to write them down and get them on paper. (This is second draft—I hand wrote all this in my journal before breaking out the laptop). It hasn’t been turned on in months and it’s really hard to get used to typing on a laptop keyboard when I use my work keyboard every day. {Note to self: use laptop more often}. I need to get ready for the A-Z Blogging Challenge coming up in April!

Back to my dilemma; the sick hope for health, the healthy work for wealth, the lonely desire companionship, the childless want children…do you see where this is going? Human nature has always been to crave something we don’t have. That’s a scary thought because then we have the evil-doers who take advantage of that desire. Watch or read Needful Things and you’ll see what I’m taking about. People put things in place to make others think that they will fill that emptiness. Even back in the book of Exodus (chapter 32) Aaron molded the golden calf. Tsc., tsc., tsc.

Speaking of putting things in place to fill the emptiness, there are so many scammers out there who are taking advantage of others. I’ve seen this happen with my family, with my friends family, and I’ve read about it in magazines, and on line. No one is exempt from being taken advantage of. No matter how much we think we are in control and know what’s real and what’s not real, sometimes it’s easy to forget the evilness and corruption going on in the world. We let our guard down and forget where we are and before we know it we are sucked into the deception and it’s too late.

There is an emptiness in every person’s heart ♥. We were all born with it. Romans 3:23 – for all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God. Many people will fill that emptiness with things like golden calves, food, drink, drugs, even relationships. That one thing is never enough. It’s always going to be better the next time. The next pair of shoes that are on sale, the next vacation to Spain, the next promotion, the next girlfriend. The list goes on and on because the worldly things will never fill that emptiness in our heart. I know this from experience because I tried to fill it. I was 42 when I realized what I was doing wasn’t working and the “next thing” continued to never be enough. I was always expecting the “next thing” to make me happy. I finally stopped trying to do it my way and decided to try it God’s way. Talk about an eye-opener. I thought everything was going to be peachy keen and skittles and beer…boy was I wrong. It was hard. I lost everything I worked so hard for. Sometimes it’s still hard, but it’s different. I have a peace now because I know when I die I’m gonna be walking on streets of gold. Heck I might even ask Aaron what he was thinking when he molded that golden calf.

I know a lot of people don’t want to be preached to and I’m no preacher. Go to church if you want to be preached to. I’m just telling ya that if you have an emptiness in your heart, if you’ve always been looking for the next best thing that is going to make everything complete, perfect, make you happy, but after you get it you realize you were wrong, that it wasn’t what you were hoping for, maybe it’s time to check out Romans 10:9 if you confess with your mouth the Lord Jesus and believe in your heart that God has raised him from the dead, you will be saved. It’s so easy, why wouldn’t anyone take the free gift? This is one of my very favorite Christmas stories. The Christmas Sweater… check it out.

May you have a very Merry Christmas! I love you all.

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Obstacles = Opportunities

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I have to say instead of writing a blog this morning I wrote in my journal after I had my Bible Study.  Bible study always comes first before anything else and this morning I struggled with a verse and I couldn’t let it go until I understood it.  Ever have a time when you read something and it just doesn’t make any sense at all?  So I wrote in my journal until it finally made sense to me and needless to say, it was time to go walk and no time to write.  Then, when I was trying to explain why I couldn’t understand it to Tall Cool ☺ne, he told me I had a carnival going on in my head.

Quick story to explain what he means by that.  We recently got rain barrels to help with keeping the garden and flowers hydrated without draining the well.  There was an obstacle filling the watering cans.  Water jugs didn’t fit under the spigot. Tall Cool ☺ne is so smart.  He just took an old hose, cut and hooked it to the first rain barrel, and voila, the water goes into watering can without issue.  I asked why he hooked it to the first one and not the second one.  When the rain comes out of the gutter it pours into the first rain barrel and then there is a hose on the back that drains into the second barrel. He looked at me like I had three heads and asked, “What are you talking about?”  I was thinking rotation and use the old first.  He said, “You have too many things going on in that head of yours. It is water and rain barrels, let me worry about where the water goes.”  Okay, but it totally made sense to me.

Obstacles equal opportunities.  The rain barrel is just an example and that really has nothing to do with empathy.  But I look back at obstacles that I thought were preventing me from doing something when in fact they were there to help me learn something. Those experiences can be used to share with others when they need help or examples.

My obstacle today caused me not to do so well in surveys at work.  We earn part of our salary based on a percentage of good surveys.  A lot of times it is something we have no control over; system issues, people don’t understand the survey system: 1 is bad and 10 is good.  Reading is fundamental and some people don’t read.  Most times it’s lack of empathy, or at least that’s what they tell me. Sometimes I just don’t have it in me. But I can tell you what my going forward plan is …. not only will I consider getting up at 3AM instead of 3:20 but something I hate, but I like my bigger paychecks, so more empathy work templates it is.  I will try my hardest not to have that obstacle again.

What kind of obstacles have you faced that can be used as opportunities?

Cheers,

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You’re Invited

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Since the challenge ended I’ve been trying to bring myself back to blogging. Ideas pop up in my head in the wee hours of the morning and I’m too lazy to get out of the bed to write things down, then in typical fashion, when I do get up, the thoughts are gone and some other project or task takes over my thought process.  I know, I know, pen and paper next to the bed, but that brings up another whole issue when I turn the light on to see and it wakes up Tall Cool ☺ne…that doesn’t set well with him.

Any hoot, I’m here to invite you to church on Sunday.  Yes, you read me right. I’m inviting you to come to church.  Last weekend Pastor John asked us what we thought the reason was for people not going to church.   The biggest reason people answered was because they had never been invited. So I’m inviting you.  If you can’t make it physically, come virtually. 

This weekend is gonna be HUGE.  Every Memorial weekend and every Labor Day weekend we have baptisms at Calvary Chapel Lexington.  People are taking the plunge and making an outward expression of an inward belief.  I took the plunge 16 years ago this weekend and my life has not been the same since.  It’s the best choice I ever made with my life.

So much is going on with church right now.  Pastor Steve is getting ready to leave for a mission trip to Kenya in June.  I think I wrote about wanting to go in a previous post.  Although we won’t be making the trip, we will be praying for all of the team who is going to support U-turn for Christ, not just in South Carolina, but everywhere.  I implore you to pray for them as well. It’s dangerous and all kinds of things could go wrong. Pray for travel safety, pray for favor with the local communities and the opportunities to  share the Gospel.

That’s about all for today.  I really hope to get back to blogging and visiting all of the bloggers out there who finished the A-Z Challenge strong!  Keep writing, keep blogging.

Hope to see ya at church on Sunday!

Cheers,

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Zealous: Spirit Feeding † Flesh Starving

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As we wrap up the final letter of the A-Z challenge, it’s plain to see I have a lot of zealousies (I know that’s not in the dictionary as a word but I’m using it anyway). I’m zealous about my husband and making him happy. I try to do things I know he likes. I make food (for the most part) I know he enjoys. Of course I am not perfect at this and I can tell you he would love me to have a zeal for housework. But that’s probably not going to change after all these years.

I have a zealousness when it comes to letter writing. I have missed that so much this month. Typically I’m a 10-12 letter-a-week writer. I’ve been lucky to manage one. I am looking forward to getting caught up with my pen pals and get back to a normal (not that I’m normal by any means) routine.

I have a zeal for cooking. I love trying new recipes and making old recipes even better. If you have never visited my kitchen, I’m inviting you over. You have a free pass to Crackerberries Kitchen.

My desire to share my experiences and devotion to Christ is marked with zealousness. My whole life has changed since I accepted the free gift Christ offers by accepting Him into my heart. It was 16 years ago when I took that plunge under the water over Memorial Weekend and outwardly pledged my commitment to live for Christ. It has not been an easy road, and I know I can expect more trials and tribulations. But you know what? In the end I’m going to spend an eternity on roads made of gold. I’m going to be in a place where there are no more tears, no more suffering, and no more persecution. I’m going to heaven when I die. What about you? Will I see you there? What’s your zeal in life?

Cheers,

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This is part of the A-Z blogging challenge.  Don’t forget to visit some of the other bloggers in the challenge and also check out Crackerberries Kitchen!Image

Yellow Dot: Spirit Feeding † Flesh Starving

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When I look in the mirror,
the person that I see
is someone I used to know,
staring back at me.

For each blemish,
mole, and every strand of gray hair,
has earned it’s own special place,
on my head in there.

I wonder if those wrinkles
on the face of me,
are what one considers,
as aging gracefully?

Stories I could share
would make a heart skip a beat.
But I always made it through,
landing on my feet.

Some will blame their parents,
for things they might have done,
For my faults I lay no blame,
I’m the only one.

Things that I’ve been through,
I admit I’m not too proud
Events caused much innocence
in my mind it did becloud.

I always give credit
where the credit is due
for those who helped influence
my life as I grew.

But all of the mistakes
are mine alone to own,
not in my parents face
will they ever be thrown.

Too many people now
are living in the lies
hiding behind the veil
or some other disguise.

Lives are not certain,
tomorrow not guaranteed,
we take the path we learn
whether or not agreed.

I’m still learning some hard lessons
as I’m growing old
much of that instruction
I don’t like to be told.

As I reflect on
the tests that I’ve been through
you may disagree,
but in my mind it’s all true,

Life is not easy
and we won’t get all we crave.
I won’t give into my wants
or let them me enslave.

No trials, tribulations,
nothing in defect,
there’d be nothing to live for
if we were all perfect.

I give all the glory
to the One and the Only.
Jesus Christ, my Savior
Who died on the Cross, for me.

Of course there is a much deeper story to the yellow dots than this poem, but this is part of my reflection on being a yellow dot and I am what I am because of Jesus Christ and Christ alone.  This is a recycle from the 2015 challenge.  I thought it was worthy of sharing again.  Keep reading and you’ll find out more about where the Yellow Dot came from.

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The story about the Yellow Dot came about one year from a family reunion (there were so many of us at one time).  When the families came together we had name tags and there were colored dots that indicated which family heir line you came from.  This particular year we were yellow.  When looking around at the yellow line of family members, a lot of us were a little different.  All the dogs weren’t barking if you get what I’m saying.

Even though my sister wore the same yellow dot as I did, her and her husband said I was like the others. So when I came home from the reunion, I noticed there were yellow dots on my mailbox and I thought they were playing a joke on me because of the reunion.  Come to find out it was the paper delivery person, putting dots on the mailbox to let them know I received both the daily and the weekend paper. I took the YELLOW DOTS to heart.

To this day, I wear the Yellow Dot with pride.  It is what it is.  It’s where I came from, it’s who I am.

Cheers,

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This is part of the A-Z blogging challenge.  Don’t forget to visit some of the other bloggers in the challenge and also check out Crackerberries Kitchen!Image

Recognize: Spirit Feeding † Flesh Starving

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Recognize the beauty in all things

**Side note ↑ I took that picture yesterday from my flower garden.  First one this year. ♥

Yesterday I was talking with Tall Cool ☺ne about the challenge and how I never know what the next day is going to bring. I said I thought I was going to have this buttoned up and all my posts were going to be ready so that I could breeze through the challenge.

”Maybe this is not what God wants you to do,” he suggested.

I pondered that for a moment and my perception to what he said was that God didn’t want me to write anymore. NO! I don’t think he would have given me all of these great blogging years to just hang it all up now because I’ve had a little writer’s block. I recognize that sometimes we have to accept what it is. Some days are better than others and the words will flow out like no body’s business. Other days a little more effort will need to be put forth.

I recognize that. There is beauty in everything and if we accept the things we cannot change, the courage to change the things we can and the wisdom to know the difference, we got it made.

What things are you recognizing through the challenge this year? Tell me about it.

Cheers,

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This is part of the A-Z blogging challenge.  Don’t forget to check your spam folders for comments (I actually found quite a few) and also check out Crackerberries Kitchen!Image

Oy Vey: Spirit Feeding † Flesh Starving

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My French teacher used to use this term a lot back in high school. She was forever saying, “Oy Vey” or “Mon Dieu”! I never really thought too much about it until later in life I found myself mimicking her “oy vey” or “oi, yoi yoi”. Interestingly enough, it means woe is me.

It’s first found in Psalm 120:5 ~Woe is me, that I dwell in Meshech, the intensity of the psalmist’s distress — woe is me. If you continue to read you will see that the writer is for peace, but he lived amongst pagan people.

I found myself uttering “Oy Vey” when I realized I had nothing for O. I even made up a recipe for the kitchen today. Then in the midst of thinking I had nothing I realized I had everything. “…woe is me if I do not preach the gospel!” 1 Corinthians 9:16.

For those who have God on their side, He always comes through. I love my God. He is amazing and I will preach until the day is long. I have nothing without Him but with Him, everything is possible.

Be encouraged!

Cheers,

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This is part of the A-Z blogging challenge.  Don’t forget to visit some of the other bloggers in the challenge and also check out Crackerberries KitchenImage

Noise: Spirit Feeding † Flesh Starving

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Before I got my hearing aids, I didn’t realize how much noise there was in a day. Having 50% hearing loss in one ear and more than that in the other caused me to miss a lot. Some of the noise is pleasant, some not so much.

I never noticed in the morning when I fed the cats the one who thinks he’s a puppy always would rub my hand when I dumped the food in his dish. He also offers a meow of thanks which I had never heard before. (I know this sounds gross, but I didn’t know how loud toilet paper could be). It makes me smile when I hear Robyn tell Ella “It’s Granny,” and Ella says, “Leo, Leo, Leo”. The morning walks with Tall Cool ☺ne past the ponds fill my ears with croaking frogs and chirping crickets. The morning song of birds singing. I am amazed to hear the noise that I missed for so many years.

There are also noises I’d rather continue to miss, but with good there is also bad. Angry customers who swear under their breath because their bill went up and they think I can’t hear them cussing me out. More angry customers because apparently they couldn’t prioritize so their insurance lapsed and now they have to pay more of a fee to get it reinstated. A screaming child (in the grocery store, in church, anywhere). The noise of a siren just means something awful has happened or is about to. The gunshot of our neighbor shooting snakes will give me goosebumps every time I hear it.

I think we have a lot of noise in our lives. Some of it is good and some of it not so good.

Zephaniah 1:14 ~ The great day of the Lord is near, It is near and hastens quickly, The noise of the day of the Lord is bitter, There the mighty men shall cry out.

Just something to think about.  

Cheers,

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This is part of the A-Z blogging challenge.  Don’t forget to visit some of the other bloggers in the challenge and also check out Crackerberries Kitchen!

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Jury Duty: Spirit Feeding † Flesh Starving

Be back tomorrow.

(I really don’t have Jury Duty, I’m just using it as an excuse) I did once about 25 years ago. It was an interesting experience. Not sure if it still works the same but back then if you were picked for Jury Duty, your employer still had to pay you for not working. So I’m using it as an excuse today because for the love I could not come up with anything to write today.

I even went to my “Journal with Crackerberries” for an idea but muse did not want to cooperate. So I’ll be back tomorrow. Not sure what’s going on over in Crackerberries Kitchen.

This is part of the A-Z blogging challenge. Visit some of the other 218 bloggers who signed up for the challenge!

Cheers,

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Spirit Feeding • Flesh Starving † Theme Reveal

 

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This year’s blog came way too fast. As every year I had all intentions of having my posts done and ready to go so that I have more time to visit other people’s blogs. OMG I’m such a procrastinator.

This is my tenth year participating in the A2Z Challenge. It’s so much fun. Hooking up with fellow bloggers is like a family reunion. I started this post on Valentine’s Day. I figured if I started then and wrote one post a day I’d have all of my posts completed by the time Theme Reveal came out and I could just enjoy reading others posts. Well, the road to hell is paved with good intentions. Which brings me to my theme.

Similar to last year I will be in tandem with Crackerberries Kitchen posting a recipe there and a little blurb here. Trust me when I say the blurbs will be short and sweet. As I get older I find the things that used to be quick and easy take a lot longer to complete.

Like the theme for the A-Z team, this year, Crackeberries will be blogging about hope and positivity by feeding the Spirit and starving the flesh.  What does that mean, you ask? Again Pastor John has helped in teaching me more about what I need through this parallel. Black Dog White Dog analogy.  That teaching inspired this year’s theme.

Tall Cool ☺ne and I have walked thousands of miles over the last 18 years.  I’ve shared some posts about it in the past on Joe & Ella’s blog.  We all need that encouragement to be better stewards of our bodies.  We committed to calorie counting at the beginning of the year.  Unlike anyone else, starting the resolution is easy, sticking to it, not so much. The struggle is real, my friend, the struggle is real.

Join us on our walk through the jungle of A-Z  as we try to feed the Spirit and starve the flesh, while enjoying some recipes for two over in the kitchen.

Cheers,

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Heart of Gratitude

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Here we are again. That time of year when we think about Christmas newsletters, cards, gifts, decorations, food, family, friends, etc. One thing I’ve learned about Christmas newsletters is this. Hardly no one reads them. They don’t have time. They set them aside with every intention of reading them later, but somehow they get lost in the shuffle of life happening and they don’t get read.

It occurred to me that I could get people to read if I did something similar to what our Pastor does. Pastor John loves FREE! He says FEED THEM and they will come. That’s why every Wednesday during the warm months, there is a FREE MEAL before Wednesday night service. So I though why not try that. A FREE GIFT offering to you if you read all the way to the end of my letter. YES, you read that right! A FREE GIFT!

Remember the free pen debacle? If you received one, you are lucky. Many were destroyed or thrown away by the USPS. Some were returned to me (equally destroyed). The USPS isn’t what it used to be that is a fact. Then again, nothing really is. I still have some of the pens left. If you would like one, please send a self-addressed, stamped bubble envelope and I’ll be happy to drop that in the mail to you.

Over the years, I’ve written thousands of letters to people, numerous Christmas letters (OH the trees I’ve used). My mother says she’s going to send back all of my letters. (She better not!) I’m trying to declutter things I keep. My cousin, Eric says he hoards things like our grandmother did. I’m sure it must run in the family. Not only do I have a hard time not hoarding things, but I also see it in Robyn and Michael. I thought they got it from me but apparently it’s been a trend in our family for years. The things we hold dear to our hearts; that great painting, a piece of jewelry, an action figure, a favorite book. I love my bible. Tall Cool ☺ne’s mom gave it to me on my sister’s birthday in 2008. My life has not been the same since. Things change.

As I write this letter, the day after Thanksgiving, it is hard not to look at the numerous things I’m thankful for. Instead of the counter being stacked with dirty dishes to wash, they are all clean and just need to be put away. ☺ Seriously though, I am filled with a heart of gratitude. A lot of times we forget to count our blessings and instead we dwell on the “don’t haves” or the “can’t dos”. I think I’ve said it before that no matter where we are in our life, there is always one person out there who we can help. Someone worse off than ourselves. Tall Cool ☺ne puts it this way “If you are being chased by a lion, you don’t have to be the fastest person, you just have to be faster than the slowest person.” There is always someone we can help.

This holiday season, Christmas season, I implore you to do something completely out of the ordinary. Change your Christmas tradition, make a Christmas tradition. Do something you have never done before. If you have never gone to church, find a service and visit, see what it’s like. (It is life changing, believe me.) Invite a relative or a friend for dinner. Instead of spending a ton of money on gifts, make a donation to a non-profit organization or your local soup kitchen. Read T’was the Night before Christmas, watch It’s a Wonderful Life. Do something new that you have never done.

You have made it to the end of the letter and now it is time for the free gift I promised you. John 8:32 You shall know the truth and the truth shall set you free. John 3:16 For God so loved the world, that He gave His only begotten SON that whoever believes in HIM should not perish but have everlasting life.

This is your free gift: eternal life. Repeat after me: Dear Lord Jesus, I know that I am a sinner, and I ask for Your forgiveness. I believe You died for my sins and rose from the dead. I turn from my sins and invite You to come into my heart and life. I want to trust and follow You as my Lord and Savior. Amen.

Enjoy the changes you will see in your life. God bless you all and let the Merry Christmas season begin.

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P.S. The recipe for those awesome looking sourdough rolls are over in Crackerberries Kitchen.

Reflections on Feeding the Flock 23

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Another A-Z challenge completed. This is something I’ve been doing since 2015. I actually dabbled in it in 2014 but was not very successful.  It disciplines me to actually take the time to write. I always have full intentions of continuing to write throughout the year, but life seems to get in the way.  We all have priorities and each one takes a different precedence over someone else’s concerns. What is important to me is probably not important to you. My cousin Eric writes a newsletter every month about rocks.  For the life of me I don’t know what is so special about rocks? find out by clicking here but he loves it. I applaud him for all the work he puts into that newsletter every month, even though I don’t understand most of what I read.

I enjoy this challenge very much. Every year I get to reconnect with the fellow blogger’s I’ve met over the years.  Every once in awhile I’ll make a few new friends.  It’s like a family reunion online.

This year I stretched myself too far. My theme this year had to do with The Great Commission: “Go and make disciples of all the nations…” FEEDING THE FLOCK 23 was my theme. Check out W-WAKE UP.  That’s where my theme idea originated.

I took on more than I should have by opting in to do both blogs. I learned a lot throughout this challenge.  I didn’t think I was going to be able to finish. I lost my stepdad on Earth Day and I still had seven days (14 posts) to go.  How was I going to function and go to work and post a blog each day? Do you know what God said to me?”…O you of little faith.” If GOD leads you to it, He will see you through it. (praise Lord!)

I was successful at posting to both blogs for every letter. I did slack at visiting others and I apologize for that.  I do want to say thank you to those who visited me. Kristin was consistent at leaving a comment on every recipe I posted. ☺ Little comments mean a great deal in bloggy world.

At this time, I don’t have any suggestions about improving the challenge.  I liked the graphics and KUDOS to whoever took the time to do them this year.  If anyone who is reading this post is interested in volunteering to get your talent out there…click here

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Here are the links for each of the posts this year… the food was supposed to go with the devotion but somehow I meandered and got lost along the way.  It happens.  Hope to see you all next year. And you never know, I might come up with a post here and there.  Stay tuned.

 

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THE FOOD


Asian Broccoli Salad
Banana Bread
Cookies
Diet Soup
Enchilada Chicken Dip
Fig Coffee Cake
Grits Casserole
Hushpuppy Griddle Cakes
Irish Sourdough Soda Bread
Jerking the Chicken
Jalapeño Muffins
Jalapeño Artichoke Spread
Kartoffelkloesse
Lemon Cake
Meal Magnificient
Naughty Sourdough Bread
Open-Faced Omelet
Penguins
Potato Sausage Casserole
Quick & Easy Pork Loin
Rosemary Lemon Cookies
Sourdough Starter
Tangerine Salad
Unleavened Bread
Veggie Pork Stir-Fry
Waffles
Xtreme Chicken
Yuppy Brownies
Zymurgy Biscuits


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DEVOTION

Anxiety, Allergies and Arthritis
Blessing Blitz
Cat Kisses
Dazbar’s Run
Embrace the Smooch
Friendship
Ground Meat
Halfway
Interpretation
Jake’s Cake
KISS: Keep it Simple Stupid
Letter Writing
Mason Jars
No Darkness
Old Pine Tree
Paper Cuts = Perilous Days
Quite Life
Raccoons
Step in Time
Today is the Day
User Friendly vs. Uncomfortable  

Victory
Wake UP!
X-Ray Vision
Yankees are Allowed
Zombie Apocalypse

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Zombie Apocalypse Bread – Feeding the Flock 23

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The full title of today’s post is Zombie Apocalypse Bread, Zelda and other silly things that have vied for my attention. Does anyone remember the Legend of Zelda? I was obsessed with making it to the next level. Before Zelda it was Mario Brothers and then after Zelda it was Yoshi’s Island and SimCity. More recently there was Farm Town and Candy Crush.  Ugh silly games and other things that take up too much time.

The zombie apocalypse bread happened Friday. If you have been following since the beginning over in Crackerberries Kitchen you know that I’ve been experimenting with ssourdough starter. I fully intended to make homemade garlic bread to go with the big pasta sauce for dinner on Friday night. It was a complete disaster and it took up way too much of my time. More time cleaning than it did to fix the mess. I was able to salvage some of the dough and it actually came out pretty good in the end. It should have “yielded” two loaves instead of one, but that’s okay. Live and learn.


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Sometimes we get involved in things that are not productive.  Maybe it’s too much screen time. Maybe it’s too many days on the golf course. Maybe it’s binge watching Netflix and living he life of a couch potato. Maybe it’s getting involved in other people’s business. Maybe it’s gossiping about other people. Anything that takes away from our time that is unproductive.

Whatever it is, today is a brand new day. Let’s get our affairs in order.  Let’s get ready! The Zombie Apocalypse is coming, (even though it’s not really called that). He’s coming on a white horse. A glorious horse!


…and behold, a white horse. And He who sat on him was called Faithful and Ture, and in righteousness He judges and makes war. ~Revelation 19:11

Marana tha ~1 Corinthians 16:22

Be blessed,

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Thank you everyone who played along, followed, commented, and enjoyed the posts.  One more to go for reflections.  I always say I’m going to write more.  It’s probably safer to say “See ya next year,” God willing.

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Yankees are Allowed – Feeding the Flock 23

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When the thought for this post first came to me, it was in the middle of the night, and as usual I was too lazy write it down. I can’t remember exactly where I was going with this, but I think it had to do with the multitude of different nations that are going to be in heaven.

I work for a company that allows me to work at home. A lot of companies do that now after the Covid thing. I have been working at home since 2015. I love not having to commute, not having to worry about fixing my hair or buying a dress-up wardrobe. I am allowed to wear whatever I want as long as my voice is professional and courteous.

Wouldn’t it be nice if everyone was allowed? Too many things are not allowed.  Not allowed to say this, not allowed to say that. Don’t talk politics, don’t talk ‘religion’. No pets allowed, no bare-feet allowed, no cut-off’s, no wonder we have a hard time keeping up with all the rules.

I am on the phone all day long and sometimes people ask me where they are calling. Where I’m from is not where I live and too many times they act surprised that I don’t have the accent that goes along with where they are calling. Lawd, knows I try to get that southern drawl in but I just don’t have it. Sometimes they will ask if I’m a blue state or a red state. They almost never find the humor when I tell them that my favorite color is red but sometimes when I’m feeling down I’m a little blue, so it’s probably safe to say I’m in a constant state of confusion.

I find that people tend to hold stereo-types of others based on where they are from and what they believe. (Terry, Tall Cool 😎ne  knows you don’t care how he did it back home! You’ve always done it this way. 🤪 ) I suppose we all tend to have our own opinions on how things should be done and tend to think it should be done the way we have always done it.  God create each and every one of us special in our own ways (some of us more special than others — I did indeed ride the short bus).

 If you haven’t seen Jesus Revolution definitely put it on your list. I love how Pastor Chuck took care of the carpets when one of his parishioners complained about the hippies with their dirty feet.

Serving all men … “I have become all things to all men, that I might by all means save some.” ~ 1 Corinthians 9:22

God doesn’t care what side of the tracks we grew up on. He doesn’t care where we came from. Jesus lves everyone. If we confess our sins, He is faithful and just to forgive us our sins and cleanses us for all unrighteousness. ~ 1 John 1:9

What are you holding on to that you can confess and let go of today? Today is the day of salvation.

Be blessed,

Image  Enjoying YUPPY BROWINES over in Crackerberries Kitchen!

 

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WAKE UP – Feeding the Flock 23

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Introduction



Monday through Friday my FITBIT silent alarm usually wakes me up at 3:25 AM. I need that quiet, prayer, worship, hot coffee drinking, journal-writing, and wake up time before we go for our four mile walk. Sometimes the alarm doesn’t wake me up. When that happens I am woken with the annoying beep, beep, and beep of Tall Cool ☺ne’s alarm clock. Ugh, so annoying. During the month of April I usually miss out on my journal reflections because I’m busy putting a blog post together. (Honest, I tried to have them done ahead of time.)

Wake up calls can be anything from a silent vibration on your wrist to the loud beeping of an alarm clock or even the whistle from a tea kettle on the stove. Something that gets one’s attention. How about a conviction from the Holy Spirit? Have you ever felt that?

I recently felt a nudge in one of Pastor John’s teachings in January. We were going through the book of Romans and in chapter 13 he was teaching on how to be a good Christian in the world. One of the principles he practically YELLED (okay I’m pretty sure he did yell) was to WAKE UP! Salvation is near. Christ’s return is imminent.

I was convicted. What am I doing to be a good Christian? How am I being a good servant to our Lord, Jesus Christ? What gifts am I using to bring glory to Him? Hence the theme of my A2Z challenge was revealed.

What about you? Are you using your gifts? Has the Holy Spirit nudged you? WAKE UP and smell the coffee! 

Be blessed

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Enjoy some waffles over in Crackerberries Kitchen.

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User-Friendly vs. Uncomfortable – Feeding the Flock 23

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What’s in your bugout bag?

When Tall Cool ☺ne and I were walking this morning, I was trying to think of what I was going to write for my U challenge today. I had heard some unbelievable news about the uncouthness of someone wanting to paw over the belongings of the man who passed.🤬 I’m not going to write about that just yet, but that day is coming. 

Instead I was trying to stay positive and walk. We walk pretty much every day, Monday thru Friday. Some days it’s really uncomfortable … like when it’s cold, or when it’s humid, or when it’s raining … but I have these really user friendly sneakers that make my feet feel comfortable, even if the other stuff is not so fun. Tall Cool ☺ne has an awesome sense of humor and he makes me laugh a lot. We make jokes about the end times because if we had to hoof it to another area, my bugout bag would be too heavy to carry.  But that’s why we walk, to stay prepared for anything. He reminds me that if exercise was comfortable and fun, everyone would be doing it and we’d have to fight for a spot to walk on the road. Ha ha.

God’s word is like that sometimes. User-friendly when everything is going well. We want to hear about the free gift, no more pain, no more tears, a brand new body, streets made of gold with pearly gates. Yes, everything good.

We don’t want to hear about the lusts of the flesh, sin, and convictions. It’s hard for man to acknowledge that all the days of his life he shall work the ground. (Genesis 3:17-18) as it is for some wives to acknowledge that the husband is the head of the household, just as Christ is head of the church. (Ephesians 5:22)

“…narrow is the gate and difficult is the way…” ~Matthew 7:14

People think that becoming a Christian means they can’t have fun anymore. Some people think that when you become a Christian that means you don’t sin anymore. That’s not how it works. Once we make the choice to accept Christ as our Lord and Savior, the Holy Spirit fills us with a mindset of where we want to live a holy life. On this side of eternity we will always fight with the flesh. The will is the desire to do well, but the ability to perform is lacking. That’s why we keep short accounts with God. On this side of eternity, there will always be sin. But be of good cheer… He says,

“…In the world you will have tribulation, but be of good cheer, I have overcome the world.” ~ John 16:33

Being a Christian is not always user-friendly and sometimes it’s very uncomfortable. But we have to get uncomfortable to grow and if it were always user-friendly there would be no room for growth.

How about your life? In your encounters have you ever experienced something that is user-friendly but also uncomfortable? How do you handle those things?

Be blessed

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There’s unleavened bread in the kitchen today.

 

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Today is the Day – Feeding the Flock 23

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Mel’s new toy (thanking my friend Jody for the picture)

The above picture was taken in South Carolina April 23, 2014.  

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When people are dying, we talk about funny things that happened.  Apparently my sister and I were running our mouths when we were going somewhere, and Dad told us to shut up for a f#$&ing minute. We, in kind, did what he said. Later when he was cleaning out the car he came across this note.  He probably would have blistered our butts had we been around when he first found it.  He tucked it away in his black box and forgot about it until 2012. He sent it to me for safe keeping. Maybe he knew something then that he never told us.  The note is about 45 years old now.

Today is the day. Today is the first day of the rest of your life. Today is the day of Salvation. Saturday I wrote about a step in time. I was concerned about my stepdad. That morning I was able to talk to him via facetime chat and although he did not respond verbally, I know he heard my voice. I am okay with that. We (OK I) talked and he listened. While he was laying in his bed all snuggled up with the blankie Tall Cool ☺ne and I sent him, I prayed the sinner’s prayer with him. I know he heard me because he did a little raspberry with his mouth. He always blew me off when I tried to tell him that Jesus is the way.

I don’t know why people think that everyone is automatically going to heaven. It’s not automatic. It’s a choice we get to make. I told him that there would be no more pain, no more tears and he would have a brand new body without aches and pains in heaven. All he had to do was admit he was a sinner, ask for forgiveness and let Jesus into his heart. ♥

ImageI’m keeping the good memories of him. I am thankful for all the times we had together and the teaching and corrections he gave me.  Sometimes it was brutal, but it was necessary.   He passed later that afternoon. Whether or not he accepted the free gift of salvation, we won’t know until we get to heaven. Have you made your peace with God? Have you accepted the free gift? You’ve got 60 seconds. Secure your eternity and say this prayer with me:

Dear Lord Jesus, I know that I am a sinner, and I ask for Your forgiveness. I believe You died for my sins and rose from the dead. I turn from my sins and invite You to come into my heart and life. I want to trust and follow You as my Lord and Savior. ~AMEN

Be blessed,

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There’s this tangerine thing  (Michael said,  “Use tangerines.”) over in the kitchen today.

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Quiet Life – Feeding the Flock 23

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“…that you also aspire to lead a quiet life, to mind your own business and to work with your own hands …  “

~1 Thessalonians 4:11

 

Wouldn’t it be wonderful if people minded their own business and didn’t try to run other people’s affairs?

Be blessed,

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There’s a quick Pork recipe in Crackerberries Kitchen today.

 

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Paper Cuts = Perilous Days – Feeding the Flock 23

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For those of you who have been here before, go ahead and skip this introduction. New to the world of A-Z? Let me explain, a group of fellow bloggers come together each year to share in the experience of writing a post Monday through Saturday every day for the month of April (see schedule here). When I first started there were 1,509 bloggers signed up! You can read more about the A-Z history here. It’s great to have you along. Even if you didn’t sign up, you can still join in the fun. Just think of something you’d like to share that coincides with the letter of the day. Most of all, get involved, have fun, and make a new friend.

Papercuts are nasty little wounds that don’t bleed much but sometimes the pain lasts for a long time. Crazy how those little wounds on the end of a finger can hurt so much. Words can do the same thing as a papercut. They can be said in a way that is small and meaningless, even jokingly. Sometimes when people say things jokingly, they say it in a manner of which they really mean it but they say it teasingly. Even people they say it to say “I know they said it in good-humor, but …” But, still.

It makes me think of times when people were going on vacation off to the mountains for a ski trip. People would say, “Have a great time, break a leg.” I bet the first person who came up with that saying really meant it. They were jealous that they weren’t going on a trip and so they really wanted that person to break a leg. People say things as a wisecrack, but deep down inside there is that covet, that sinful nature, they really mean it.

Tall Cool ☺ne recently was promoted to a new position from being out in the field to working in the office. Big change for him because he is not a desk-pencil-pushing kind of person. Give him a shovel or the keys to a big rig and send him on his way and he is happy, but being in front of a computer is totally out of his comfort zone. But he is willing to take on the challenge and I applaud him for making the change. A co-worker told him to watch out for papercuts. Funny? Maybe.

In a world of people who don’t know what they want to be, people saying anything they want without regard to others, people meaning something different than what they say, we have to be mindful. Are we building people up? Are we using our words to edify one another? Are we living peacefully among others?

~…in the last days, perilous times will come. ~2 Timothy 3:15

Be blessed

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Today we have Potato & Sausage Casserole and Penguins.

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KISS: Keep it Simple Stupid – Feeding the Flock 23

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Kissing was  Tall Cool ☺ne and I’s favorite thing to do when we were in high school. We couldn’t wait to get out of the class we were in and meet at the locker for a good old smooch before we went back to class. He was tapped on the shoulder a good many times by our high school teachers to come up for breath. Ahh, the good old days. Oh, don’t get me wrong, we still kiss, but it’s not like it was when we were 16! ♥

I was trying to think of something different I could write for today’s post and the only thing that came to mind was to keep it simple, stupid. KISS. There was a post I had written ten years ago about kissing in the deli department. I like to think my writing has improved since then. I thrived on controversial subjects and bringing things out in the open. I try not to do that anymore just because I’m too tired to fight about it.

Sometimes God lays things on our hearts” and even if we don’t want to “fight about it, His word doesn’t change. Some things are right and some things are wrong. Sometimes we have to take on the fight and deliver the hard truths. Back then I knew there was something wrong with that incident, but just didn’t know how wrong it was.  Some people know how to deliver these hard conversations in a kind and gentle manner. Me, I’m still learning that empathy thing. He says “If the world hates you, you know that it hated Me before it hated you” John 15:18.

Be blessed,

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Don’t forget to check out today’s German potato recipe.

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Jake’s Cake – Feeding the Flock 23

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This is the cake that was baked for Jake.

This is the hour that it took to make the cake that was baked for Jake.

This is the flour that was used in the hour that it took to make the cake that was baked for Jake.

This is the egg that wet the flour that was used in the hour that it took to make the cake that was baked for Jake.

This is the oil that soiled the egg that wet the flour that was used in the hour that it took to make the cake that was baked for Jake.

This is the bowl that held the oil that soiled the egg that wet the flour that was used in the hour that it took to make the cake that was baked for Jake.

This is the dog that licked the bowl that held the oil that soiled the egg that wet the flour that was used in the hour that it took to make the cake that was baked for Jake.

This is the cat that tricked the dog that licked the bowl that held the oil that soiled the egg that wet the flour that was used in the hour that it took to make the cake that was baked for Jake.

This is the rat that distracted the cat that tricked the dog that licked the bowl that held the oil that soiled the egg that wet the flour that was used in the hour that it took to make the cake that was baked for Jake.

This is the trap that caught the rat that distracted the cat that tricked the dog that licked the bowl that held the oil that soiled the egg that wet the flour that was used in the hour that it took to make the cake that was baked for Jake.

This is the lady who yelled “I declare there’s a rat in there!” who found the trap that caught the rat that distracted the cat that tricked the dog that licked the bowl that held the oil that soiled the egg that wet the flour that was used in the hour that it took to make the cake that was baked for Jake.

This is the chair that held lady who yelled “I declare there’s a rat in there!” who found the trap that caught the rat that distracted the cat that tricked the dog that licked the bowl that held the oil that soiled the egg that wet the flour that was used in the hour that it took to make the cake that was baked for Jake.

This is the table, that positioned the chair that held lady who yelled “I declare there’s a rat in there!” who found the trap that caught the rat that distracted the cat that tricked the dog that licked the bowl that held the oil that soiled the egg that wet the flour that was used in the hour that it took to make the cake that was baked for Jake.

This is the cake that sat on the table that positioned the chair that held lady who yelled “I declare there’s a rat in there!” who found the trap that caught the rat that distracted the cat that tricked the dog that licked the bowl that held the oil that soiled the egg that wet the flour that was used in the hour that it took to make the cake that was baked for Jake.

This is the day the Lord has made, we will rejoice and be glad in it.  ~ Psalm 118:24

Be blessed,

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Today’s food consists of  chicken, muffins and yummy spread.

 

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Interpretation – Feeding the Flock 23

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In a virtual world of work at home and social media, interpretation has become so important. How people respond to the written word is much different than how people respond to the same verbal word. Being able to see an expression plays a huge part in understanding what the person is saying. Without that, the written word becomes our own interpretation.

Sometimes if we are not sure about how a person references something we need to ask. Don’t be upset with the interpretation of your own mind. Get clarification from that person. In a world of virtual wanna be noticed, it is easy for the typed word to be misconstrued by the eyes of the reader. Tall Cool ☺ne says all the time, “Say what you mean, and mean what you say.”

God gives all believers spiritual gifts. But we also have spiritual responsibilities. Within those responsibilities, we are to teach other the truths of God (Matthew 28:20) we are to serve one another in l♥ve (Galatians 5:13), we are to walk by faith (2 Corinthians 5:7), and we are to live wisely (Romans 16:19).

Have you ever read something and interpreted it differently than the writer intended? How did you react? Did you bring it to that person and ask for clarification? How was that taken?

Be blessed,

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Don’t forget to check out todays Irish Bread recipe.

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Cat Kisses – Feeding the Flock 23

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Anyone who has a cat knows cats do not enjoy kisses. We have two and both are equally loveable in their own peculiar way, and have their own completely different personalities. One thinks she is a male puppy, slinging food everywhere when she eats. The other one pukes on the floor if we don’t get up after the third time she has made an appearance on the bed in the morning (sometimes starting at 2:30 AM). Both of them come out of the litter box and I swear they toss the litter around like throwing rice at a wedding. Shambolic creatures.

People are messy like cats. Similar to cats, we cannot control how people are going to react to a certain situation. We are same — we respond to certain things differently than others. One of our cats likes to be brushed while the other one puts her ears back and growls when the brush gets close to her.

Romans 13:18 If possible as much as depends on you, live peaceably with all men.

Sometimes peace is not within our control. Occasionally the puppy cat will be sleeping on one of our laps. If we move our hand too quickly, or too slowly we end up getting bit. Cat-puppy does not like to be woken from a nap. We never know what kind of cat-atude our little beasts are going to have on any given day.

We should remember to give the same kind of grace to people that we give to our cats. We never know what someone is going through. Maybe they just need a smile or maybe a cat-kiss. Are you a cat lover? Do you have a cat? What kind of cat characteristics has your cat helped you see in people? How does your cat teach you to practice patience and give grace?

Cheers, 

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Don’t forget to check out the recipe.

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