Thursday, February 28, 2013

The Broken Places


Sometimes we forget that God's plan for us includes our brokenness.

We think we have nothing to offer when we're hurting.  We think we can do nothing for Him or anyone else when we are struggling to hold on.

We think that all there is for us is pain, and emptiness and hopelessness.

We forget that God's plan for us includes our brokenness. 

We forget that we have a future and a hope.  We forget that the dark times are just temporary.  We don't have to live there.

This is the sacrifice of praise.  When we give our brokenness to Jesus.

When we say "no" to our desire to curl into a ball of bitterness, anger and self-pity and say "yes" to Jesus.  When we keep trusting Him, even when, especially when it hurts.

When we give Him our brokenness and let Him put the pieces back together again in His timing and in His way.

What if He can use us better broken?


What if our perception of broken is His perception of strength?  Because in our brokenness we experience His strength.


I know one thing.  I am stronger WITH Jesus than I am without Him.


So we give Him the broken pieces.  Maybe the pieces don't fit together the way we thought they would, or even the way we think they should, but we just keep trusting Him. 

Because we know that He can make the broken places beautiful.

Because He is the puzzle maker.  He makes all things fit.

Are YOU broken today? Give it to Jesus.


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Wednesday, February 27, 2013

The Dishwasher Gene



I can pack the dishwasher better than my husband can.  I can cram MANY more dishes in there.  I can pack the dishwasher better than my sons can too.

I think it's genetic.  Some "dishwasher" gene handed down to them from their father, and his father before him, and his father before him, and so on.

You won't find anything about the dishwasher gene in the history books.  I think it's one of those best kept secrets that no one ever talks about.  But it's a known fact.

I heard it from my mother's sister's doctor's nurse's brother's vet's receptionist's hair stylist.  And everyone knows that a hair stylist sees and talks to lots of people throughout the day and so she knows everything that's going on everywhere.  At least, mine does.

For some reason men, at least MY men, look at the racks and all the dividers and places in the dishwasher and think "Hmmmmm.....how can I possibly waste as much space as possible?"

See?  It's a gift.



It's also the man-pack thing.  Their motto is:

"He who loads the LEAST dishes wins."


Whereas a woman's motto is:

"No dish left behind."


Silverware, however, is a different story.  The dishwasher gene tells them "By all means, let's load ALL the silverware in the first slot.  Why go to all the trouble to bend a bit further and put the silverware in any of the other slots?" 

It further whispers in their ear, "Seriously.  Why bend at all when there's a perfectly good slot right in front just waiting for you. Yes, let's just stick ALL the silverware in the first slot and be done with it."

Then there's the pan theory.  The pan theory is when you put two big pans in the dishwasher that really don't fit, thus eliminating all other possibility of loading any other dishes in there.  Thereby making the wife hand wash eight plates, six bowls, a couple of serving dishes and several glasses and cups, all so that TWO pans can fit.

The dishwasher gene says "Don't worry.  It will all pan out in the end."


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Sunday, February 24, 2013

Blame It On Hormones And MYHSM Linky Party


Welcome to the Making Your Home Sing Monday linky party! Every day you are doing something to make your house into a home for yourself and your family (if you have one). 

My point with each Monday post is, what are YOU doing or going to do today to make your home sing? It can be an attitude or an action. So have fun, do some blog hopping and if you want, link up!

Topics can include marriage, parenting, encouraging women, organization, cleaning, saving money, our behavior and attitudes, homemaking, homeschooling, recipes....the opportunities are endless.


Being a woman is serious business.  It's not for wimps.  You men think you can't figure us out?  Try being a woman.

We can be sitting there, minding our own business, and suddenly we want to smack someone.

Got a problem with that, mister?  Blame it on hormones.

We can be perfectly happy and laughing and then suddenly we just feel sad and have a desire to weep hysterically.  0-60 in nothing flat.

Got a problem with that?  Blame it on hormones.

We can be walking along, enjoying the beautiful outdoors, and suddenly our child spots a squirrel, grabs our arm and hollers "Mommy!  Mommy" and spills our Starbucks coffee. Immediately a dark cloud descends inside our head, the day is no longer beautiful and we're snapping at our child, threatening a time out and looking at brochures for boarding school.

Got a problem with that?  Blame it on hormones.

Our husband gets a new job and we've had to move to a new town where we don't know anyone.  We hate the town and we're angry and yelling at hubby every day for making us leave our beloved friends and city behind.

Got a problem with that?  Blame it on hormones.



Where do we draw the line between blaming something on hormones vs. taking responsibility for our own behavior? 

Where is that line?

Please know that I am not talking about a medical conditon.  I am just talking about those times when we are mean or rude or hurtful with our words or actions, and we know perfectly well that hormones have nothing to do with how we're responding.  Yet we blame them anyway.

"Not my fault, you know.  Hormones."

I don't know about you but I have made excuses and blamed hormones over the years many times when the problem wasn't raging hormones but a raging ME.  It was just too easy to blame something else for my actions instead of accepting responsibility for them.

Sometimes we have a very valid reason for being upset.  But even so, aren't we still responsible for our words and actions?  Can we really in all honesty sit back and blame everything on hormones?  Are we responsible for nothing?

If I am mad or grumpy and yet can still answer the phone nicely with a pleasant tone of voice, I can be responsible for my words.

If I am mad or grumpy and can chat with you at church and cheerfully help you carry something out to the car without complaining and muttering under my breath, I can be responsible for my behavior.

If I am mad or grumpy and can run into you at the store and plaster a welcoming smile on my face and not try to rip your head off, I can be responsible for my actions.


You don't like this post?  Blame it on hormones!  ;) 


Otherwise, let's just keep turning to the Lord to give us the humility we need to ask for forgiveness, the grace we need to forgive and the strength we need to go on each day and make our homes sing!

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Friday, February 22, 2013

I Think I Broke My Funny Bone


I went to sit down and write my blog post and I hit my funny bone.

I no longer feel funny.

In fact, I am in pain and I may have quite possibly broken my funny bone and probably will need surgery. 

Technically, this would all be YOUR fault, you know, as I was starting to write a blog post. 

I should consult Dr. Google.  I hope you all will send flowers.  And bring chocolate when you come visit me.  I like chocolate.  And also send a maid because I am definitely going to need a maid until my broken funny bone heals.  Will you sign my cast?


If you break your funny bone does it then become your grumpy bone?

Because I think mine definitely has possibilities.

Except that you really can't BREAK your funny bone because it's not a bone.  It's a nerve.

So would I be correct in saying that my funny bone is getting on my last nerve?


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Thursday, February 21, 2013

The Day The Pastor's Wife Shook Up The Church


I once meant to tell a bunch of people from church that my husband loved Pawnstars.  Only Pawnstars is NOT what I said.  You can use your imagination to figure out what I said.  The word that I accidentally used starts with a P and rhymes with Cornstars.  Go ahead and figure it out.  I'll wait........

Did I mention my husband is a pastor?

I have to admit that there was a startled silence at first as people tried to figure out whether I said it on purpose as a joke or just meant to say something else instead.  But they quickly realized I wouldn't say that as a joke.

So someone said "Nan, I don't think you meant to say what you just said," and they all started laughing.  "What did I say?"  I asked.

When I found out what I had said I quickly clarified "PAWNstars.  His favorite show is called PAWNstars!!!!"

Giving mini heart attacks and stirring up trouble.  Yup, that's how I roll.


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Wednesday, February 20, 2013

Quick And Easy Tater Tot Casserole, Cooking With Mom's The Word


Welcome to another Cooking With Mom's The Word!  Today we're making Tater Tot Casserole.  Are you ready?  Let's get our taters on!

Ingredients:
2 lbs. lean ground turkey, browned (or beef)
16 oz. bag of frozen vegetables (I use carrots, cauliflower & broccoli mix but you can also use mixed vegies)
2 cans cream of chicken soup, do not dilute (can use cream of mushroom)
1 and 1/2 cups of shredded cheddar cheese
1 bag of frozen tater tots (mine is 30 oz.)

You can cut the recipe in half if you want to make a smaller serving.

I use the "Crispy Crowns" tater tots because we like it better than regular tater tots, they really do seem crispier!  I also use the 98% fat free cream of chicken soup.


Brown the meat until no longer pink.  Drain as needed.

Take the requisite "dogs in the kitchen" blurry picture. Wonder a) Why you didn't remove the dog dishes before you began cooking, b) what is that white thing in the lower right corner and c) why is the kitchen towel on the floor?

Ask dogs how you are supposed to get to the stove when they are in the way.  Be prepared for their "Who, me, I'm just trying to eat my dinner" looks.


Note that some of the raw meat jumped off the spatula and onto the stove.  Reach under the sink and accidentally grab the pet stain remover instead of the kitchen sanitizing spray.  Decide that if your dog potties or throws up on the stove, you got this!

Grab your baking pans.  Choose to use the old, dented one on the left because you don't want to ruin your pretty new pan on the right (that you've had for several months now).  Decide at this point that someone is probably getting really annoyed with you so figure you'd better get on with posting the recipe.

Grease the baking pan and add the browned meat.

Add the frozen (no need to defrost) vegetables on top of the meat.  I use my hands to break them up a bit if they're all stuck together.  Breaking up is hard to do.  Just ask Neil Sedaka.

Spread the cream of chicken soup over the top of the vegetables. Do NOT add water.

Add the shredded cheese.

Now comes the fun part.  Add the bag of tater tots!  Just pour 'em on top and then spread them out a bit so that it is covered.

Bake, uncovered, in the oven at 350°F for about 25-30 minutes or until cheese is melted. 

Note that your family cut the casserole the "wrong way."  Lengthwise.  Decide that you will hold this post until you can make another casserole in a month or two so that you can educate people on the obvious fact that there is a RIGHT way and a WRONG way to cut into a casserole.

Hold this post for two months until you made another casserole today.  Instruct your husband and children to cut into the casserole widthwise in order to do it "properly."  Tell them to make sure that they do it right because you have to take a picture of it for your blog.  Make sure they look at you blankly.  Or maybe with a little fear involved.

Post the picture and then realize that basically, the two pictures look the same.

Cry a little.


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