Jesus is the bread, so I’ll bring the butter!

Jesus is the bread of life.
Above Him there’s no other.
But when I eating bread, my friend
I’m hungry for some butter.

First, we start with a little bread making. While it’s baking, discuss with the little hungry lambs the fact that Jesus is the bread of life.
Then Jesus declared, “I am the bread of life. He who comes to me will never go hungry, and he who believes in me will never be thirsty.  John 6:35 NIV
When the bread is almost done, begin the butter making.  Start with empty, clean baby food jars.
Next, you’ll need some heavy whipping cream.  Pour your whipping cream into the jars, filling them about 2/3 full.  Screw the lids on TIGHT!  This is necessary so you don’t have milk driblets all over the kitchen floor, sink, and counter. (Speaking from experience here, folks.)  
Last, you’ll need some shakers.  These come in all shapes and sizes.  Mine just happened to be medium and small.  Let the shaking begin!  Shake, shake, shake until you feel like your arms are going to fall off.  Then shake some more.  After ten minutes or so, you won’t be able to hear it shake.  That means you’re getting close.  Keep shaking.
Soon, you’ll hear the liquid again.  Keep shaking a little longer.  You should see the butter through the side.  Take the lid off, and pour off the liquid.  That is buttermilk.  Take the butter out and place in a dish.  Add a little salt and stir it up.  Slice your bread and spread!  Enjoy!

Carol

Toot! Toot!


My mother always taught me never to toot my own horn.  Sorry, Mom.  Today, I’ve just gotta!

It is here! The May issue of P31 Woman is here, and my article Jesus at McDonald’s is on page 4.  Wahoo!  I couldn’t believe my eyes when I pulled it out of the mailbox today.  My name is in print!  Didn’t the P31 team do a beautiful job? I love it!  If you’ve missed my posting of the article, click HERE to read it.

If you would like to order P31 Woman for yourself, it’s a great deal for only $15 per year.  You can also order just one sample magazine (if you are a big sheep to the right fan) for $2.  Click HERE to find out how.
Now, I need to call Carla and see if she wants to celebrate by having lunch at McDonalds.  Mmmm!
This is me and my ketchup-wiping friend, Carla, from the article!

Carol

Baptism

“En nombre de Padre, de Hijo, y de espiritu santo.”



The waters stirred as the dark haired gentleman followed the pastor into the baptismal pool.  The pastor introduced himself and this gentleman to the congregation.  Hundreds of eyes rested on these two as they readied to represent Christ’s death, burial, and resurrection.  “This man comes to us tonight to be baptized.”   Those were the last words I understood.  
The pastor then spoke beautiful Spanish as fluid as the water in which he stood.  The words were engaging but made no sense to me.  I followed as closely as possible listening for chunks of words I understood comparing them to the words I knew and expected at a baptism.
Then I heard them.  The most beautiful words.  The names of our Lord.  I recognized them. “En nombre de Padre, de Hijo, y de espiritu santo.”  In the name of the Father, of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit.  SWOOSH!  He laid back in the watery grave but swiftly raised again in newness of life.  
Something about not understanding the words but understanding the heart of what was said made me full of emotion.  I saw a peek of heaven.  How people from all over the world will meet and praise our Heavenly Father each in their native tongue but in ONE accord.  Jesus transcends language.  He transcends race.  He transcends religion.  He is the I AM.  He is GOD.
Oh, thank you Father for being the Almighty.  Thank you for being the God of everything and everyone.  You are the Alpha and Omega.  You are the I AM.  I praise you “en nombre de Padre, de Hijo, y de espiritu santo.” Amen.



Carol

Then Sings My Soul – Jedi Mama


I find your lack of faith disturbing.
-Darth Vader

For those of you who didn’t read That Kind of Faith, scroll down and read that post first.  After I posted that story yesterday, my husband emailed me and said, “Great post. But I would like to see you dress up as a Jedi.”  Well, honey, this is for you.


This is me using the force.  Just kidding.  The only force that controls me is our Heavenly Father.  I do consider Him to be like “the force” and Satan is “the dark side.” 

I leave you with one thought – May the force be with you! 

Carol

Then Sings My Soul – Jedi Mama


I find your lack of faith disturbing.
-Darth Vader

For those of you who didn’t read That Kind of Faith, scroll down and read that post first.  After I posted that story yesterday, my husband emailed me and said, “Great post. But I would like to see you dress up as a Jedi.”  Well, honey, this is for you.


This is me using the force.  Just kidding.  The only force that controls me is our Heavenly Father.  I do consider Him to be like “the force” and Satan is “the dark side.” 

I leave you with one thought – May the force be with you! 

Carol