Thursday, May 22, 2008

A Prayer for the Chapman Family

Steve Curtis Chapman, singer of songs, soldier for Christ, and his family have suffered a unimaginable loss this week.
Their beloved 5 year old daughter was killed in a tragic accident.
Please join me in praying to the God of all comfort for the Chapman family.
Father, draw this family close to your breast, shelter them from this storm. Bring healing and tender mercies to their hearts, and give them the knowledge of your unending goodness and love.
In the precious name of Christ Jesus, Amen.
Isaiah 40:31
But those who hope in the Lord
will renew their strength,
They will soar on wings like eagles;
they will run and not grow weary,
they will walk and not faint.

Tuesday, May 20, 2008

Running in the Heat

Hey all!
I hope you had a great weekend. If you are one of my Texas friends you know it was crazy beautiful. Hot, sunny, and full of possibilities.
One of said possibilities was exercise, and my hubby took full advantage. Biking and running, biking and running. (it's his thing, don't judge) Anyway, on one of his runs, a funny thing happened. He was in the zone. He was king of the universe. He felt strong.
Till a concerned citizen stopped and asked him if he needed a ride. He was puzzled, and said "No, thanks, I'm doing this on purpose."
" Seriously?" They said. And drove away.
Now the thing that tickles me about this is, at the same time my Adonis thought he was Mr. Marathon, our fellow Texans thought he was a poor fellow, down on his luck, forced to resort to running down the road like a crazy person. Did his car break down? Was someone chasing him? Did those scary African bees finally make it over here and find their first victim?
Nope, he just likes to exercise. Go figure.
Love you all!
2 Samuel 18:26

Saturday, May 17, 2008

Hey People!
Another busy Saturday. Watched a pack of 6 and 7 year- olds play baseball while my lovely white skin turned an equally lovely red.
Needed to go into town, only for a few things, however those few things were not able to be purchased in one store. So, an outing that should have taken 1/2 hour took 2.
But, I did get a fun phone call from my 3 year old telling me he had achieved potty poopage. (a big deal for all unaware)
Also, coming home to the smell of fresh cut grass and the sight of my handsome husband mowing sure made me smile.
Now I must make dinner, so I will leave you with a recipe and a scripture.
(Food for stomach and soul, no?)
No more ordering out for pizza when you can make this homemade dough from scratch that tastes better than the pizzeria.(especially if you line the oven rack with stoneware) It has a salty chewiness that truly hits all the yummy buttons.

Amy's Pizza Dough
1 1/2 c. warm water
1 1/2 T. yeast
3 T olive oil (divided)
1 T sea salt
3 1/2 c. flour
corn meal for the baking sheets

In a large bowl, pour warm water and sprinkle yeast over top.
let stand 10 min or till yeast dissolves
stir in 2 T olive oil and salt
mix in flour 1 cup at a time till a sticky dough forms.
knead on floured surface 6 minutes, adding flour if too sticky.
use 1T oil to coat large bowl. place dough in bowl, cover, and let rise 1 hour.
Sprinkle 2 baking sheets with corn meal.
divide dough and roll out into 2 large pizzas or 6 7-inch minis
place on baking sheets and let rest while prepping toppings.
top and bake on preheated stones in a 450 degree oven.
Bake till nicely browned, about 17 minutes
Enjoy!
Today's scripture is the address of this blog.
Psalm 23:5-6
You prepare a table before me
in the presence of my enemies.
You anoint my head with oil;
my cup overflows.
Surely goodness and love will follow me
all the days of my life,
and I will dwell in the house of the Lord
forever.

Friday, May 16, 2008

Potty Success!!!

Job, my 3 year old, who's potty training has been the bain of my existence, has used the potty 5 times today, no accidents. He has either decided he is ready, or gummy bears are the best form of bribery. Come on people, what have you done for the love of carbs? Sit ups anyone?
Oh, he's calling me. Must have woken up from his nap......
Hazahhhh! Dry as a bone and we immediately ran to the potty and disposed of the evidence.
Ethan, my seven year old, was sent to the principals office today for climbing the bathroom stalls and attempting to use the same toilet as another boy. Nice.
Fergus, my pug, woke me up this morning by having explosive diarrhea allover his carrier in the living room. Also nice.
It's a big day for bodily functions at my house.