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Morning Reflection

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Almosta Farm, August 2013 Our Creator intended for His creation to cause us to turn our thoughts toward Him. When I consider this captured moment in time, I can think of at least three different ideas to help me draw nearer to Him. I hope to share them with you soon. In the mean time, would you please leave a comment below with a Scripture passage of which this photo reminds you? Here's mine: Praise Him, sun and moon; Praise Him, all you stars of light!  Praise Him, you heavens of heavens, And you waters above the heavens!  Let them praise the name of the Lord, For He commanded and they were created. Both young men and maidens; Old men and children.  Let them praise the name of the Lord, For His name alone is exalted; His glory is above the earth and heaven. from Psalm 148

Chicken and Rice: Comfort Food from the Pressure Cooker

Not eating (cow) dairy makes it difficult to create a yummy, smooth, creamy chicken and rice dish. (Yes, I could make my own cream of x soup using goat milk, but that's like making two meals and only eating one.) Enter the pressure cooker. I put this together last night because I wanted to start it and walk away. Now I'm writing this so I don't forget what I did, because it was scrumptious! Creamy-without-the-Cream Chicken and Rice 2 cups brown basmati rice 4 cups water 1 red onion, chopped 1 pound baby carrots 2 pounds FROZEN cubed RAW chicken (yes!) That's it! I simply put all these ingredients into the cooker, set the timer for 16 minutes, then walked away. An hour later, I opened the lid, stirred it up and put it on the table! After it had been on for a while, I remembered that I had not put any seasoning in the pot. Not even salt. Oops. At the table I offered salt, pepper, Trader Joe's Garlic Salt, and Trader Joe's Everyday Seasoning as toppers.

Holding Hands

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In the days before Koala's first tongue tie and lip tie surgery, I was anxious. She would be four weeks old the day of the procedure. I prayed fervently and often. One of the times I was nursing her and nervously contemplating the road ahead, she reached up and clutched my finger. She held on confidently as if telling me, "It'll be all right, Mommy." I was comforted. I think I whispered "thank you" through my silent tears. About two months later, our whole family was sick with a bad respiratory cold virus. Late one night Koala spiked a fever and the advice nurse said we should take her to the ER. She was tired and obviously did not feel good. She quietly sat in the car seat next to me. I placed my arm across the seat over her. She reached up and took hold of my thumb. I lightly curled my fingers around her hand and wrist. The confidence in her grasp again seemed meant to reassure me: "It's ok, Mommy. I'm tough. I'll be all right." I