Monthly Archives: March 2013

My Heart Was Blessed

the power of the crossWith Easter Sunday just around the corner, I’ve been working with a few teenagers on something special for the service.

As I prayed over what we should do – I was amazed at how God brought all the details together.

A choral reading with just the right message, for just the right voices.

An original song written by one of the teens that expressed so perfectly the message we’re trying to convey.

A young violinist who puts his heart into every note.

But mostly, I’ve been amazed at the hearts of those kids as they prayed…

“Use me Lord…”

And meant it.

My heart was blessed.

As I worship on Easter Sunday – my heart will be full.

Because not only do I believe in the resurrection – I have once again seen it’s power to change lives.

He is Risen indeed.


Crescent Rolls

Crescent Rolls

We had a really busy weekend, and I must confess that I was not as prepared as I should have been.

That lack of organization created quite a bit of extra stress – and a very tired and worn out momma.

So, this week I am determined to be on top of things. I already have a list for the even crazier weekend ahead – and I’m assigning tasks to my minions.

On the list – a double batch of these yummy yeast rolls for Easter Dinner.

Angel Girl and I are in good practice – having recently made 200 of them for the Church Valentine’s Banquet!

They are a rich, buttery roll that are perfect for a celebration!

Crescent Rolls

2 packages dry yeast (2 tablespoons)
1/2 teaspoon sugar
1/2 cup warm water
3/4 cup milk
1/2 cup butter
1 teaspoon salt
2 eggs
1/4 cup sugar
4-1/4 to 4-3/4 cup all-purpose flour
6 tablespoons butter, softened

Dissolve yeast and 1/2 teaspoon sugar in warm water. Let sit until doubled.

Meanwhile, add warm milk and butter to a small sauce pan and heat until the butter is melted.

Put the warm milk and melted butter to a large mixing bowl. Add eggs, salt, 1/4 cup sugar, and 2 cups flour.

Beat until well blended.

Add yeast and stir in additional flour to make a soft dough (about 2-1/2 cups).

Turn out unto a floured surface and knead until smooth and elastic, about 5 minutes.

Place in a large greased bowl, turning over dough so that the top is greased. Cover with a towel and let rise in warm place until doubled; about one hour.

Punch down dough. Divide in half. Cover and let rest 10 minutes.

With lightly floured rolling pin, roll out each dough half into a 16 inch circle. Spread each circle with 3 tablespoons of softened butter.

Cut each circle into 12 wedges. Roll up each wedge, starting at the wide end. Place rolled wedges, points down, 2 inches apart on greased baking sheets.*

Cover with a towel and let rise until doubled, about 30 minutes.

Bake at 350 degrees for 15-20 minutes or until golden brown.

Makes 24 rolls.

*One word of caution – sometimes a crescent roll will unwrap while baking – causing some strange shapes. It’s okay.  They still taste great. I save the nicest ones to serve my guests, and my kids are happy to eat the deformed ones.

A Near Disaster

We had another one of those calls last week.

This one was from Matt – 700 miles away in Colorado.

“Hey Dad – do you know when I had my last tetanus shot?”

Oh dear.

We discovered that he was in the emergency room after having a run-in with a chop saw.

Thankfully he was wearing a good pair of leather gloves at the time  and only needed 5 stitches to sew up the massive cut.

Matt's glove

He was a breath away from cutting majoring nerves, blood vessels and important digits.

I wonder if there’s a guardian angel out there with part of his wing missing?

He’ll have a wicked scar on his hand the rest of his life – but it will serve as a reminder of a near disaster averted.

So thankful today. So very, very thankful.

And yes – I made sure he had another pair of leather gloves!


Something’s Wrong with this Picture…

Something’s wrong with this picture….


Easter is two weeks away and we have another snow storm in the forecast for this weekend.

My Easter decorations look out of place with my snowmen.

Easter’s too early.

Spring is too late.

And winter doesn’t want to let go.


So much for an Easter bonnet – we might as well wear our stocking caps.

This may be a year when we wear long johns under our Easter dresses and have Easter egg hunts in snow boots.

Feels more like we should be putting up a Christmas tree and singing Silent Night then having sunrise services and singing Christ the Lord is Risen Today.

But you know – it’s not all bad. We are finally getting some much needed moisture.

And when spring finally does appear, we’ll appreciate it that much more. Right?

And in the meantime – don’t put that snow shovel away just yet.

“String Too Short to Be Used”

TinRecently a friend told us about cleaning out his grandparent’s house after they died.

They were pretty unique characters who had lived in the mountains of North Carolina through the worst of the Great Depression and their house showed it.

It was full of odd collections and hidden coins.

But what caught my attention was the tin they discovered labeled “string too short to be used”.

It was full of tiny pieces of string that were obviously too short to be functional.

We chuckled at the absurdity of saving something that had no use .

And not just saving it – but acknowledging on a label that it was useless – and still saving it!

What a waste! Think of the time and energy they took to gather the string, find the tin and put it in. Think of the wonderful things that tin could have held if the string was gone.

Somehow, living in the shadow of the Great Depression warped their mindset until they were unable to let go.  They had a desperate fear of being in need and hung on to everything – just in case.

But then I thought of my own heart – just like that tin – where I’ve tucked away many useless things.

Wrong attitudes, bad habits, pride – things that are not useful, but take up valuable space and time.

I have a desperate fear of needing them, a warped idea that they will somehow protect me in a time of need.

What if someone hurts me – I’ll need that pride.

What if I crave some comfort – I’ll need those habits.

What is someone asks me to change – I’ll need those attitudes.

Yet – in the light of scripture – I can see them for what they are – worthless .

Just like a tin of string too short to be used.

Think of the wonderful things that could occupy that space – things like peace, love, and patience.

Maybe it’s time to empty my tin.

Maybe it’s time to let go.